Rebirth Business Woman: Major General, You Have Lost Again

  ‘Wait a minute, let’s fight first. ’

If this scornful sentence is placed in a very bad environment, such as a gangster group, it should be a normal line. It can be a chat room where the emperor who gathers the top students from all over the country and who loves to study is their bounden duty returns to the chat room. , It is tantamount to a nuclear bow.

Sitting in front of the computer for a long while, the young man was still holding the draft paper of the calculation, watching the opponent's dark head and extremely casual scrolling information, he suddenly chuckled, and the beautifully-shaped lips stretched out a gentle arc, and he whispered softly. Muttered: "What an interesting person."

However, Qin Qing, who fluttered and threw a deep-water bombardment that caused tens of thousands of outstanding students to brainstorm fiercely, put the matter behind his head in a blink of an eye, picked a place to hide from the noon sun, and poked the screen to chat with his guardian. In full swing.

  ‘I believe you can handle it well. ’

The reply received only near noon, Major General Feng is still a parent’s kindness. Since the last time to meet on the show, this person seems to have changed the way, and the speech is extraordinarily direct, sometimes even forcing her to pick it up. The girl's heart that has been missing for a long time.

  Qin Qing still couldn't associate the four words "Careful" with the ice cube face in her impression. She unconsciously slid her fingertips onto the video button, and then retracted when she thought that she was dressed as a boy, and replaced it with text jokingly.

  ‘You shouldn’t be a fake Fengyan, you used to be very violent. ’

  Some time ago, she was still very strong and commanding, so she almost took her to stand at attention and rest for the army, training in the team, and practicing at home from time to time if she didn't agree with her, she would be punished.

  It’s just that, one minute, two minutes later, the news on the opposite side fell to the sea again, Qin Qing pursed the corner of her mouth slightly, and a trace of hesitation flashed under her eyes.

  Should you not be angry anymore?

   was speculating carefully, the phone finally buzzed again, and the interface showed that the other party had sent a picture.

Qin Qing's heart moved, she swiped the screen with her finger to unlock, and clicked on the big picture so flexibly. The face in front of her eyes instantly became vivid and vivid, as if the mottled aperture on top of her head densely enveloped her body, and her nose was almost You can smell the clear taste of the other person.

   "Hehe..." She couldn't help curling her mouth, and a faint smile came from between her thin lips, sweetness that she didn't even realize in the laughter.

Because of her unintentional ridicule, the cold man sent a fresh selfie seriously. The straight man’s angle filled his face. The cold expression remained the same as before, but he looked across the screen, but gave birth to a new selfie. It's cute.

'it's me. ’

  At the end, the other party also specially verified it, but Qin Qing under the shade of the tree almost laughed.

  ‘Ahem, see, it’s almost time for class, let’s talk back. ’

  Fortunately, there was no video to expose her laughter, Qin Qing quickly prevaricates a reason, and prevents the other party from asking her to take a selfie.

  ‘Well, there’s something else here, I’ll go back in a while. ’

  After explaining the date of returning home, the warm daily communication makes people feel more comfortable than the high, ups and downs. Qin Qing hummed a small tune and returned to the class. It took a long time to find that she had an appointment on the software again.

From    to the first class in the afternoon, when the fan was blowing hot wind, a group of teachers from the teaching office came outside the hallway of Class 7 to interrupt the hypnosis teaching on the podium.

After Zhou Ming was hospitalized, Zhou’s parents rushed to the school and broke the door of the office, threatening to ask for an explanation.

"Our child has always been excellent in both character and learning. I came to school well in the morning. After a while, he broke his ribs and got a hole in his head. Now the hospital says that he is mentally injured and needs treatment. That's how you teach. Is it true?" The other party's angry roar exploded in the calm office, and then pointed the finger at Class 7, with sharp words, "I don't care whether the school accepts a bunch of unlearned students for tuition or other reasons. But my son is different from them. They are willing to degenerate and become scumbags in society. We can't control it, but we can't do harm to my son!"

  This is not the first time a parent has made remarks against Class Seven, but it is the first time that it has caused trouble on the stage.

  So in the sweltering afternoon, the students from Class 7 were taken to the playground and lined up. Under the scorching sun, the surface looked like a natural fire. The heat burned the skin along the ankles and made people feel more irritable.

"You tell me about your group of people in Class 7, all day long if you don't know how to study, you know how to cause trouble. How many misfortunes the school has brought to you, can't you stop it?" Come.

  Dahui, the sports committee at the forefront, moved his lips and muttered dissatisfiedly, “This time it’s not our fault...”

  It's a pity that others have a loud voice, let alone the teacher in front, even the classmates behind can hear it clearly.

"Zhao Dahui!" The director turned his head and yelled directly with his first name and last name. "The school is so smoggy because you are there. Don't think I don't know. Today you have hurt other people from other schools. The other parent came to the door, I see how you will end up?!"

  If we were talking about facts before, then the following remarks are obviously aimed at bringing personal emotions.

  When it was, Luo Zihang was the first to stand up.

"Director, Zhou Ming found my bad luck only after losing the basketball game in the morning. It has nothing to do with other people. You have to settle the bill and just look for me." He put his hands in his trouser pockets and walked to the front of the queue with his feet dangling. It looks more vigorous than a few teachers.

"Luo Zihang, it's you again?" The director was obviously impressed with this Yanhua school tyrant, and his face sank a little now. "I remember I warned you before school started, no matter what your family does. , It’s best to stay on top of yourself when you enter school, and you don’t know how to study and stay in Class 7. Don’t come out to cause trouble. Have you forgotten that there are already two big trespasses in your body? A basketball game can cause so many things, I See if you really don’t want to study in Yanhua. Also, don’t you like to be a hero? I won’t give you a chance this time. Even your brothers will remember all of them. I think it’s enough to get rid of some rat shit. NS!"

School scum, trouble, rat feces... These seemingly walking labels are firmly affixed to the foreheads of the students in Class 7, and then when things come to the door, both the students and the teachers can shake off the labels with confidence and trample on them. Their dignity.

  It seems that the root cause of this disaster is not important, and no one is going to investigate the truth. The students in Class 7 have long been accustomed to this treatment. They gritted their teeth and clenched their fists but kept silent.