He just became the last Celestial Master, and the school beauty is already calling him "Dad&quo

"Where did someone die?"

"Don't talk nonsense here!"

The security guard was so anxious he was almost in tears.

He yelled at the top of his lungs, "Someone has died at our school!"

Holy crap?

The entire class gasped in unison.

The hissing sounds blended together.

The dean of students' blood pressure spiked to the point of bursting.

He never dreamed in his life that his most glorious moment of showing off would be blown up by a nuclear bomb.

His obese body burst forth with an absurdly agile speed.

He rushed to the door in two strides.

He suddenly raised his right leg and kicked the security guard solidly in the butt: "Are you fucking crazy?"

"Is this something you can just shout about in this place?"

"Can you take responsibility for causing panic?"

"Get out here right now!"

He grabbed the security guard by the back of his collar and dragged him out of the corridor.

The security guard covered his buttocks.

He staggered backward, shouting his grievances at the top of his lungs.

"director!"

"Didn't you tell me to say it?"

"You just said you could say whatever you wanted to say right here..."

"Shut up!"

The head of the teaching department was so angry he was about to vomit blood.

The man in the suit turned as green as a cucumber.

This is a matter of life and death!

As a school board member, he can't afford to bother with trivial matters like expelling Yang Guang.

He tugged hard at the hem of his suit jacket and hurriedly followed after them out in his leather shoes.

Teacher Huang stood on the podium.

She glanced back at the students below, then fixed her gaze on Yang Guang.

"Yang Guang!"

"You stay right in the classroom!"

"You're not allowed to go anywhere!"

"I'll handle this!"

Done.

She pointed to the class monitor, Wang Hao.

"Class monitor!"

"Maintain class discipline; everyone must study at their seats!"

"No whispering allowed!"

After explaining these few sentences.

Ms. Huang, wearing high heels, ran out of the classroom like a gust of wind.

They had just left.

The situation in Class 2 of Senior Three was completely turned upside down.

What discipline?

What self-study?

They completely forgot about it.

"My God, someone died at our school?"

Which class are you in?

"This is huge news!"

"Oh no, I'm going for a run on the track tonight! Who would dare go now?!"

The entire classroom turned into a bustling marketplace, with the buzzing of discussions rattling the windows.

The fat boy's deskmate moved closer to Yang Guang.

Two short, stubby hands were rubbing against the clothes.

His eyes were as bright as two light bulbs.

"Brother Guang!"

"You're amazing!"

"You just said the dean of students' dark complexion foreshadowed a bloody disaster, and now a murder has actually happened!"

"This director is really in for a rough time today!"

Yang Guang scratched his messy hair.

That's natural.

When God wants him to be unlucky, even drinking a sip of cold water can cause him to have trouble.

but.

The fact that someone died at the school was somewhat unexpected for Yang Guang.

He immediately glanced out the window. He hadn't noticed it when he arrived this morning, but the school was filled with a chilling atmosphere.

I guess it was too bland this morning.

I didn't notice.

Now this yin energy is becoming increasingly intense.

See here.

Yang Guang's brows furrowed as well.

This matter is probably not that simple.

Most people really can't handle this.

They might come looking for me then.

I was just thinking about it.

Wang Hao sneered, crossed his arms, and raised his chin even higher than the head teacher from before.

He glared fiercely at Yang Guang and shouted, "Yang Guang!"

"Don't think you can get away with this just because something happened at school."

"Even Teacher Huang can't protect you!"

"I said it!"

Good guy.

The classroom instantly fell silent.

Everyone turned to look at the two of them.

Wang Hao's attitude was incredibly arrogant.

Yu Zixin was also very anxious. Such a big thing happened at the school, and he was still thinking about expelling Yang Guang?

She was about to stand up and refute him, but Yang Guang moved first.

He simply pulled his hands out of his pockets, completely ignoring Wang Hao's threat.

He leaned back in his chair casually, looking at Wang Hao with disdain, and said, "I'm talking to you, class monitor."

"Are you suffering from brainstem deficiency?"

"Why are you so excited when other people get into trouble?"

Wang Hao snorted and said irritably, "Mind your own business!"

"I just want to see you get the hell out of here!"

"Okay."

"Since you're so convinced that I'm about to be fired..."

"How about we make a bet?"

bet?

Wang Hao paused for a moment, but still frowned and asked, "What are we betting on?"

"It's easy."

"I'll bet on whether I get fired today."

"If I don't get expelled, you'll call me 'Dad' in front of the whole class."

"How is it?"

Holy crap!

"Guang-ge was amazing today!"

"That's a pretty high bet!"

"Will Wang Hao agree?"

Wang Hao stared intently at Yang Guang, his mockery deepening.

This is an expulsion order personally issued by the school board; how could it be taken back?

Although a murder occurred at the school.

But what does a murder have to do with a poor student?

This is practically a free opportunity to slap someone in the face!

Wang Hao slammed his hand on the desk.

A loud bang was heard.

"good!"

"Let's gamble!"

"I refuse to believe you can turn the world upside down today!"

"If I win, I want you to kowtow to me and call me 'Dad' in front of the whole school!"

Yang Guang snapped his fingers loudly.

"make a deal!"

"But I'm reminding you, you should warm up your voice beforehand."

"Don't be so slow in calling me 'Dad,' or I won't acknowledge you as my unfilial son!"

Wang Hao was so angry he was trembling.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Who knows who will call whom 'Dad' then!"

"If anyone's going to warm up their voice, it's you!"

"We'll see!"

After shouting at the top of his lungs, Wang Hao suddenly turned around and strode back to his seat.

His henchmen in the front row immediately crowded around, whispering and egging him on: "Brother Hao, this kid's too arrogant!"

"Should I call a few guys from outside the school to ambush him at the back gate?"

Wang Hao snapped irritably, "What are you calling me, 'outsider'?"

"Have you all forgotten what happened last time?"

"What's wrong?"

"Can you beat him?"

"..."

Good guy!

Upon hearing this, the group immediately chuckled twice and fell silent.

indeed.

Yang Guang was a beast.

We can't beat them.

We simply can't beat them!

Seeing their subdued demeanor, Wang Hao was furious and snorted irritably, "This time I want to see him thrown out by the security guards like trash."

"I also want him to kneel at the school gate and call me 'Dad'!"

back row.

Yang Guang stuck out his little finger and picked at his ear.

With a flick of the finger.

Flick the dust off your fingernails.

They didn't take Wang Hao's arrogant attitude of having him completely seriously.

The last Celestial Master is going head-to-head with a jet engine full of nonsense.

That would be so degrading.

Just then, Yu Zixin walked towards Yang Guang.

My chubby deskmate has an excellent eye for detail.

I saw the school beauty coming over.

Without saying a word.

He grabbed the tattered schoolbag from the table, sprang up from his seat, and said with a grin, "Sister-in-law, please sit down."