Professor Wen's little Jiaojiao is sweet and soaring

Chapter 126

He's suffocating, okay?

God knows how long he has been holding back the urination, his bladder is full and he feels very uncomfortable.

The principal's office is covered with pennants, and there is a horizontal plaque opposite the door, with a striking cross mounted on it.

To be a teacher, you should be the breeze.

Not signed.

"Teacher Wen, Miss Jiang, sit down." The headmaster put on a calm and calm appearance, but his heart was full of turbulent waves.

The principal rubbed his hands together, "Student Jiang, do you still remember me?"

Jiang Ning looked at the other side's shiny head and shook his head.

The headmaster sighed, and turned around without thinking about it, it shouldn't be.

Touching his head, the headmaster thought, how iconic this is, it shouldn't be unrecognizable.

Wen Jin on the side frowned.

Arrogant suddenly became serious, "Student Jiang, last time you climbed the fence and caused students to scramble to imitate, even if you have graduated for many years, you shouldn't be like this!"

"And you can come in openly why climb the fence?"

Facing the principal's questioning, Jiang Ning calmly explained, "I graduated, and the security guards don't know me."

Hearing this reason, the headmaster laughed angrily.

Back then, Jiang Ning was synonymous with trouble. She finally hoped that she would graduate, but she didn't expect to cause trouble for him.

Jiang Ning lifted it up slowly, and looked at him, "Are you sure you haven't climbed before?"

"..."

Ms. Jiang, this hurts my heart, why don't you break the agreement?

The principal ignored it and continued to teach, "I know you have a cold temper, but you must also abide by discipline."

After so many years, Jiang Ning had a headache and even fell asleep when he heard the headmaster's long speech again.

"Principal He, who brought you here just now?" Jiang Ning interrupted, thinking of the principal's last name.

"The inspector from above..." The headmaster was taken aback for a moment, and the little scourge remembered his last name?It's really not easy.

Getting excited again, the aged principal smiled secretly, in Wen Jin's view, it was very...wretched.

I couldn't bear to look directly at him, the usually serious headmaster showed his secret side to the little girl.

"Who?"

"Tang Jinghan."

After answering the principal, he coughed a few times, then changed to his usual appearance, "Miss Jiang, don't allow it next time."

"Oh" Jiang Ning agreed, but next time the security guards would not let her in, and she would still climb the fence.

And there is an aboveboard reason, the security guards won't let him in.

As soon as he saw Jiang Ning's expression, the headmaster knew that the words were meaningless, so he didn't pay attention for a while, so he said the name he thought in his heart, "Little trouble, can you be more obedient to me?"

Jiang Ning looked at the principal again and took off the beads.

A few seconds later, the principal blinked, did something happen just now?

Why didn't he feel it, he just saw the little scourge walk to the desk, wrote a pass and then disappeared.

And why did he call Jiang Ning just now?The principal touched his bald head and pretended to lose his memory.

The principal waited for Jiang Ning and Wen Jin to leave, unable to hold back his curiosity, walked to the desk, and blushed angrily after seeing the words clearly.

The style of the word is tough, with vigor and majesty.

A good handwriting but can not block the anger.

The three characters on the white paper are like a swimming dragon, with a small bald head.

Principal He, "..."

Not very harmful, very insulting.

Principal He wanted to crumple it up and throw it into the trash can.

But in the end, I was not willing to throw it away. I persuaded myself, forget it, don’t make trouble with money, this calligraphy can buy 7000 million.

7000 million, should be able to improve the food in the cafeteria, and leave a part of it as private money.

With such persuasion, Principal He's anger subsided, and he began to think about how to use the 7000 million yuan wisely.

Thinking about it, Principal He suddenly remembered a question that the mother-in-law would ask every time she went back to her natal home.

Is it a lot of money to be a principal?
At this time, Principal He did not speak.

(End of this chapter)