Xue God has mines at home

Chapter 9 Pretending to be a School Motto
Nan Yi saw her miserable scene in the grove through the big brother's dark and quiet eyes.

Just after two classes in the morning, she had already committed suicide several times.

Half unintentionally, half intentionally.

The sharp little claws always want to test Master Xu's bottom line, scratching and scratching, just want to find some fun for himself.

……

When Nan Yaoye heard about Nan Yi's heroic deeds at school, he almost died in the office. He wanted to breathe oxygen to calm down while driving.

"Okay, why are you kicking the door? You have no strength to do anything, right?"

In the huge director's office, the head teacher of the third class pretended to be an ostrich and bent over to make tea for the beaming dean Yang Yong. Occasionally, saliva splashed on the back of his hand. He wiped it well and immediately raised his head to agree.

"Nan Yi, let's see how angry you are with Director Yang? Don't think that your father donated two buildings, invested hundreds of thousands of dollars, expanded the library, and refurbished the teachers' office. You really think that the school is Yours! Let me tell you, even though your dad will rebuild the school track next year, that doesn't mean you can run farther and farther on the road of misbehavior. You..."

Yang Yong's heart twitched when he heard it, he raised his hand and grabbed the opponent's wrist, after careful consideration, he said slowly: "Teacher Wang, shut up first, you don't have to be so excited."

"That won't work, Director Yang!" Wang Yidong is in his early forties, with a round face and a small man. He usually doesn't like to squeak, but he is really a bit stubborn when he growls: "She dares to kick the classroom door today, and she will dare to kick your door tomorrow. This kind of student Our tenth high school doesn’t matter! Isn’t it just an investment, our school doesn’t lack those stinky money.”

"Hey, Teacher Wang, it's not impossible. As a teacher, you must be cautious in your words." Yang Yong quickly held down the restless man.

Wang Yidong insisted: "This kind of student, expel her!"

Nan Yi, who is the person involved, is just a bystander at the moment, quietly watching the two men pushing each other.

If Nan Yaoye hadn't knocked on the door in time, the two of them would have been able to tear each other apart for a day.

Nan Yi was standing in front of the table casually as if watching a play, but when she saw her father coming in, she immediately admitted that she was mistaken for the three-piece suit.

Bow your head, rub your hands together, and keep your legs together.

"I'm causing trouble for the teacher." Nan Yaoye, the domineering president who had a decisive meeting half an hour ago, bent down again for his useless daughter.

Looking at it, Nan Yi couldn't bear it: "Dad~"

"Shut up, you bastard who likes to cause trouble." Nan Yaoye glanced over fiercely, chewed up every word and threw it at Nan Yi's face.

When Nan Yi was well-behaved, she was her father's little princess and little padded jacket.Once she gets into trouble, she is a bastard.

The world is not worth it.

Nan Yi lowered her head and pretended to be dead, and kept silent.

Wang Yidong's righteousness is awe-inspiring, and Nan Yaoye's six relatives don't recognize him. These two people caught Yang Yong off guard.

Touching the head that is not yet bald, I can't spit out half of the words and sentences of those lessons.

15 minutes later

Nan Yaoye took Nan Yi and thanked the two teachers three times, then retreated from the office.

As he was in a hurry to go back to the company, Nan Yaoye didn't reprimand his little cotton-padded jacket, but just patted her on the shoulder and said expressionlessly: "Little bastard, I have to take off your legs tonight."

Then just left.That chic back seems to be a domineering president with no emotions.

In less than three seconds, Wang Yidong also exited the director's office, straightened his bent waist the moment the door was closed, and passed in front of Nan Yi with a teacup in his hand. Without looking away from the corner of his eye, he uttered leisurely: "Preemptive strikes are the only strategy."

Seeing the back view of him about to become a fairy, Nan Yi let out a gasp in surprise.

Pretentiousness, is it the tenth high school motto?
　Borrow the name of the high school head teacher
　　I'm sorry Lao Wang.

　　【Inexplicably cool】

　　
　
(End of this chapter)