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

The head of discipline was seething with anger and nowhere to vent it.

He doesn't even want to give the principal face now, since he's about to lose his job.

What are you, a little brat who bullies others by relying on the school board?

He suddenly straightened up and turned around.

He raised his thick arm, his fat fingers pointing straight at Wang Hao's nose.

Yelled.

Spittle flying everywhere: "Shut up completely!"

"Do you even have the right to interrupt?"

"What order from the school board?!"

"A school is a place for teaching and nurturing students, not a private market run by your Wang family!"

"If you dare to yell and disrupt class again, I'll report you and get disciplined!"

The whole class shrank back in fright.

Even the school board chairman's own nephew dared to launch a scathing attack!

What triggered this reaction in the director?

are you crazy?

Wang Hao stood there, completely dumbfounded.

My head is buzzing.

He was completely stunned!

This world is just too magical!

When did a head of the teaching department become so powerful?

The head of student affairs then turned to Yang Guang, his face full of flattery: "Don't worry, Yang, the school will handle this matter seriously and will not let anyone who wronged you get away with it!"

"This is a school!"

"This is not a lawless place!"

The head of the teaching department said the last sentence while staring at Wang Hao.

After saying that, she turned her head again and looked at Yang Guang expectantly, saying, "Yang, do you think you can come with me now?"

Good guy.

Everyone was stunned again.

Yu Zixin turned her head blankly and looked at Yang Guang sitting next to her.

That arrogant attitude of his just now, it turns out he really did have everything planned out!

"Brother Guang!"

"Awesome!"

"Brother Guang, you're simply my one and only true god!"

Yang Guang completely ignored the frenzied gasps around him. He stretched out his right little finger and casually picked at his ear.

"That's it?"

"You think you can just dismiss me with a flimsy excuse about a misunderstanding?"

"I have a very strong sense of self-respect."

"I just suffered such a huge mental trauma, and now my legs are weak."

"I can't walk anymore."

The head of student affairs was so anxious he was jumping up and down: "Name your conditions!"

"I'll agree to anything you ask if you come downstairs with me right now!"

Yang Guang chuckled and said, "It's easy."

"I just made a bet with him."

"He said if I hadn't been expelled today, he would have called me 'Dad' in front of the whole class."

Yang Guang flashed a bright white smile.

He spread his hands.

"I still haven't heard that 'Dad' from you."

"My feet feel like they're rooted to the spot; I can't take a step."

Swish!

The eyes of dozens of people instantly fell on Wang Hao.

Wang Hao was trembling violently.

His fingernails dug deep into his palm.

Scratching left blood marks.

His cheeks were flushed and purplish.

"Yang Guang!"

"Don't push your luck!"

"Who do you think you are, to presume to make me call you 'Dad'?"

The dean of students had no control over Wang Hao's spoiled brat temper, and the criminal police team downstairs was waiting anxiously for him!

The head of the teaching department suddenly turned around and rushed to Wang Hao in two steps.

A large, fat hand suddenly reached out, grabbed Wang Hao by the collar, and pulled him up forcefully: "Are you going to yell or not?!"

"Don't you understand the principle of accepting the consequences of a bet?"

"Is this how our school teaches you?"

"Call!"

"If you don't call me, get the hell out of here!"

"Our school doesn't need this kind of untrustworthy, dishonest scoundrel!"

Wang Hao was completely dumbfounded.

The dignified head of the teaching department actually threatened to expel him, the nephew of the school board member, in order to force him to fulfill an absurd bet!

The whole class gasped again.

My worldview has been completely shattered.

In the past, no matter how big a problem Wang Hao caused, the director would always protect him and forcefully suppress it.

Today, they actually turned against him on the spot, forcing Young Master Wang to acknowledge a thief as his father!

What exactly happened?

Is it really that hasty?

Wang Hao gritted his teeth until they broke.

An extreme sense of humiliation ran from the top of my head to the soles of my feet.

Under the almost murderous gaze of the head of student affairs.

Amidst the gloating onlookers of the entire class.

He closed his eyes tightly.

He managed to utter a very faint sound, barely louder than a mosquito's buzz.

"dad……"

Yang Guang sat in the chair, raised his right hand to his ear, and leaned forward in an exaggerated manner.

"What?"

"oops."

"Didn't you eat?"

"How come even a stray kitten's meow is louder than this?"

"I can't hear you!"

"I can't hear anything at all!"

"Director, I don't think this class monitor is being very sincere."

The dean of students shook Wang Hao violently, squeezing him so hard that Wang Hao's eyes rolled back: "Didn't you hear Yang say he couldn't hear you?"

"Speak louder!"

Wang Hao was so angry that he broke down on the spot.

Warm tears welled up in my eyes.

He suddenly opened his eyes.

The veins on his neck were bulging.

He tore his throat open and let out a deafening, desperate roar.

"dad!"

"Fine, I'll call you Dad!"

After that shout...

Wang Hao felt as if his spinal cord had been drained in an instant.

My limbs went limp.

He slumped down onto the wooden chair behind him.

His cheeks were as pale as paper.

His long-held dignity as a young master was shattered.

He utterly trampled underfoot the poor scum he despised the most, and repeatedly crushed and rubbed them.

Yang Guang nodded with great satisfaction.

Hands supporting his knees.

Stand up.

He patted the dust off his trouser legs.

"Why!"

"What a good boy!"

"Alright."

"For the sake of my eldest son's filial piety, I will reluctantly go and take a look."

Yang Guang strode out of his seat.

As he passed the head of student affairs, he raised his hand and patted his shoulder, which was covered in cold sweat: "Lead the way."

"But let me make this clear from the start."

"I don't accept freebies!"

The dean of students frantically tapped his reflective braised egg, his fat neck bulging as he repeatedly agreed.

"I know the rules!"

Don't worry!

Yang Guang nodded and then walked with him.

The whole class stared at the outrageous scene and gasped in unison.

My values ​​are so shattered they can't be pieced back together.

Yang Guang put his hands in the pockets of his faded sweatpants and strode out of the back door of the classroom.

The fat boy's deskmate slammed his fist on the table behind him.

"Brother Guang is awesome!"

Wang Hao slumped in a chair in the first row.

His face turned a deep liver color.

The fingernails dug into the flesh.

shame!

This is an absolute disgrace!

The school board chairman's own nephew was actually forced to call a poor scumbag "father" in public.

Moreover, the head of the teaching department even went out of his way to serve that guy.

Wang Hao gasped for breath, his chest heaving violently, unable to utter a single word for a long time.

The two walked one after the other along the tree-lined path on campus.

The head of the teaching department was so anxious that his back was soaked with cold sweat, and he walked very fast, almost running.

Yang Guang, however, swayed leisurely, showing no sign of urgency: "Director, slow down."

"Running too fast can easily cause low blood sugar."

The head of student affairs abruptly stopped the car, forcing a dry laugh: "Yang, you're right!"

"I was in too much of a hurry. Please watch your step and don't trip..."