Refusing to join the underworld: the days of fighting against bad boys

Wang Qiang and I went to the cafeteria. The backyard is the dormitory for their employees.

Wang Qiang found the chef he knew, and after explaining his purpose, the chef glanced at me and said, "Isn't it good to lie to your parents?"

"This is also a white lie." For some reason, my face burned a little when he said it.

"I won't do such immoral things." The chef shook his hand: "I don't know you well. If you are that kind of bad boy, it's better to ask your parents to discipline you."

After speaking, he just turned to leave. [

"Master." I panicked again, rummaged through my pocket, found some money and handed it to him: "Please, just call me once!"

The master looked at the money in my hand, and snorted: "You have learned so much at such a young age, no wonder the school wants to expel you." Without looking at it, he turned and left.

I put the money in my pocket helplessly, and asked Wang Qiang, "Do you know any other adults?"

"Acquaintance is acquaintance." Wang Qiang said: "But there is no doubt that he is the most suitable. After all, he has the experience of being a teacher, and only when he speaks can he be seamless."

"But he doesn't want to." I said discouragedly, "How do you know him? He doesn't give you any face."

Wang Qiang smiled awkwardly and said, "I met them during dinner. I prefer to chat with older people and learn their attitudes towards life."

I looked at Wang Qiang in surprise, and now I finally understand how his mature and steady personality came about.

"So what do you think you should do now?" I asked him again.

"He's still the most suitable, you might as well ask him again." Wang Qiang said again: "He used to be a teacher, so he hates troublesome students like you, and it's normal to speak sarcasticly."

"What do you call me such a naughty student?" I scratched my head, and I was actually associated with the word "trick".But there was still no way, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and enter the room where the master rested.

The master was sitting on the sofa watching TV, I walked over, pretended to be a good student, and said pitifully: "Master, please help me this time, I really can't bear to see my parents sad."

Wang Qiang also helped me and said, "Just help him, and he won't make mistakes again in the future."