Quick wear: the host is really floating

Chapter 569 There is a Puppeteer in the South 91
All the students around said "ah".

Xue Zhi smiled lightly, "Just kidding."

At this time, the bell for class had already rang, and the teacher had already entered the classroom with the book in his arms. He looked at Xue Zhi and frowned slightly, "What are you all doing together? Can't you hear the bell for class?"

The students around Xue Zhi stuck out their tongues and turned back to their own seats.

……

Xue Zhi and his classmates at school calmed down and listened to the class, but the others were not as peaceful as they were.

Office of the president of Jiangyu Group.

Jiang Ce fixedly glanced at the post on the phone screen, the corner of his lips on the right was slightly raised, and his dark eyes suddenly turned cold.

He gently tugged at the collar, and the collar of the snow-white shirt was torn away, revealing a section of delicate white collarbone.

The man sat in front of the computer and tapped the keyboard in front of him lightly. After a while, he found the id of the poster who posted the post.

Jiang Ce decided to take a look before taking his cell phone and making a call.

……

At No. [-] Middle School at this time, Lao Zhang rushed to the principal's office as if holding a mobile phone.

When he entered, the headmaster was really standing in front of the window with a teacup in his hand, looking out at a kind of campus.

"Principal!" Lao Zhang knocked on the door and walked in quickly. His face was full of anger, and his tone could not hide his anger.

The headmaster was startled, and the tea in the teacup in his hand dripped a little.

Fortunately, the tea in the cup is not so hot anymore.

The principal turned around and glanced at Lao Zhang, then sighed and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Look, look at that Xue Zhi! How can such a student stay? What kind of talk does this spread!" Lao Zhang handed over the phone angrily.

The principal took the phone, his face suddenly changed, "What nonsense are they talking on the forum!?"

Old Zhang was taken aback, he looked at the principal in disbelief, then raised his face and said, "That Xue Zhi has a bad manner, no wonder people say that about her!"

The abuse and sarcasm in the forum were shocking, and the principal's hands trembled when he saw it.

If that person finds out...

The thing about the laboratory building that we talked about before...

"Unhealthy style?" The principal closed his eyes before looking at Lao Zhang and said, "Mr. Zhang, you are also a people's teacher after all, why do you always get along with a student like this? Whatever others say, you know it's true or not. ?”

Old Zhang's eyes widened, "The pictures are all here, and there are fakes!? Isn't that Xue Zhi just like that..."

"Enough!" The principal didn't bother to say anything, he turned around and picked up the phone to call someone to delete the post, but at this time the door of the principal's office was suddenly opened.

It was a very young teacher, "Principal Zhou, something went wrong, and many people from the Public Security Bureau came outside."

The principal's eyelids twitched, "Why are people from the Public Security Bureau here?"

The young teacher had an ugly face and said anxiously, "They said that someone in our school made rumors and slanders, and they need to take those students away and detain them for a few days."

Principal Zhou and Lao Zhang who were standing inside were buzzing at the same time.

Old Zhang swayed, and he stared at the young teacher with wide eyes, "How dare she, how dare she..."

Principal Zhou is also a little unsteady. The students in No. [-] Middle School have always been the best. If a student from their school is taken away by the security bureau today, then...

After a long silence, Principal Zhou said with a deep breath, "Have those rumormongers been found out? Which class are they from?"

If the students with poor grades are taken away, they will be taken away. At that time, it will be said to the outside world that the grades and morals are too poor to be taught.

(End of this chapter)