The person sitting on the sofa is none other than a long-legged man in black clothes who was so scared that the fat man’s legs were numb in the morning.

As if sensing Liu Xiang's lewd gaze, the owner of the long legs turned and glanced at him.

As if she had some scruples, the beauty in black didn't look as murderous as she did in the morning.

But he was so frightened that Liu Xiang quickly averted his gaze and pretended to be a good boy.

I walked into the principal's office thoroughly and found that Qian Doudou was also in the principal's office. Didn't he run away just now?

Not in a hurry to get close to Qian Doudou, Liu Xiang walked forward quickly and bowed deeply to Principal Han Li behind the desk.

"Hello principal!"

I can’t control that much, so I don’t mind being polite to many people. Let me show my attitude first.

The principal, Han Li, is not tall and is not yet 60 years old. He is friendly and always smiles.

I have been the principal of No. 5 Middle School for more than ten years. Perhaps because I have worked too hard for the school, my hair is already gray.

This was not the first time Han Li met Liu Xiang. He was a little surprised to see him salute so well every time he greeted him.

"Haha, it's classmate Liu Xiang. What's the matter? Did you encounter any difficulties?" Although he was a little surprised by Liu Xiang's appearance, he still asked with a smile.

"Principal, I'm sorry. I chose the martial arts class." Liu Xiang said with a bowed waist without getting up.

"Um, please leave your luggage first."

"It's a bit unexpected. I remember that your grades in liberal arts were very good. Could it be that your talent in cultivation is also very good? It makes you determined to choose martial arts."

"No, talent level 3." Liu Xiang didn't dare to raise his head and bent down to continue.

"Um, that's good...ah? Level 3?" Han Li thought that Liu Xiang chose martial arts because he was very talented in training, and he didn't react for a moment.

"Why don't you stop bowing and stand up straight?"

Liu Xiang pretended not to hear and stood up straight. He muttered in his heart: Why are you being polite to me? You are so old, it would be more polite for me to give you a big bow. Why do you keep asking me to stand up straight? It is better to bow, and your attitude must be relaxed.

just!

"You came to me because you want me to help you transfer back to the liberal arts class?" Han Li had no choice but to ask.

"No, it's because of my special enrollment status that the charging office doesn't know how to charge. Let me ask you to approve it."

"You'd better stop pretending to be an ostrich and stand up straight to speak. Your big ass is about to push Doudou out of the door."

Liu Xiang shrank his buttocks and found it difficult to pretend anymore, so he had to stand up.

"Have you thought about it? You should know what level 3 talent means. With your results in liberal arts, it would be a pity to choose martial arts."

Liu Xiang looked up at the principal and answered firmly and passionately:

"After thinking about it, I want to become a warrior. Because I have a dream..."

"Pfft~hahaha" The woman in black who was sitting on the sofa couldn't help laughing when she heard Liu Xiang's words.

"You have a level 3 talent, so why are you dreaming about it?" the woman in black sneered.

"Han Jingxue! Shut up, why are you talking?" Han Li scolded.

"Um, Liu Xiang, don't mind. This is my daughter Han Jingxue, and she is also the martial arts teacher I found for Qian Doudou."

Han Li introduced it to Liu Xiang.

Liu Xiang looked at Han Jingxue, a little surprised.

Looking at her age, she is only in her 20s. She is actually a martial arts teacher who can be Qian Doudou. She must be a master.

I also thought about the momentum she showed when she looked at the duo that morning, and felt sure that if she wasn't awesome, it would almost scare me to the point of peeing?

"What about me?" Liu Xiang turned to the principal and asked anxiously.

"If your parents didn't object, I wouldn't be a bad person. You are already 16 years old, and you have the right to choose the path you think is right." Han Li said to Liu Xiang sternly.

"I'll make a note to you. This semester's martial arts tuition will be waived. But it doesn't comply with the school's rules after all. Tuition for the second year of high school cannot be waived."

Liu Xiang was a little surprised when he heard this. This trip was not in vain. He made 60,000 yuan. He quickly bowed and thanked him again.

"Although you only have a level 3 talent, don't give up halfway. If you have any questions about martial arts in the future, you can ask Jingxue for advice."

Han Li finished writing the note and handed it to Liu Xiang. Although he respected his choice, he still felt a little regretful and continued.

"Dad! I don't have the time to teach him. Not to mention that he only has a level 3 talent. Even if he has a level 8 talent, I don't even bother to take care of him."

"Do you know how to respect others? I think you have become so wild in the past few years that you don't even listen to my words." Han Li said angrily.

"You don't respect people. You asked me, a well-known martial artist, to teach a loser with level 3 talent. How can you say that?" Han Jingxue couldn't sit still and stood up to talk back.

It’s not that Han Jingxue is really ungrateful, it’s the scene of Liu Xiang squatting at the school gate that left a deep impression on her. It’s great that the tutor didn’t beat him!

"No teacher would dislike his students. They should all be treated equally." Han Li lectured loudly.

"I'm not a teacher. If Doudou High School hadn't been unwilling to leave Liaocheng, and my master had insisted on accepting her as his disciple, I wouldn't have bothered to come back."

"You, you, you are so angry with me." Han Li was so angry that his daughter slapped the table.

Liu Xiang, who was watching the excitement from the side, saw that he was doing this for me? It’s all because I’m naturally lovable, and my father and daughter almost turned against each other because of me.

"Principal, Teacher Han. We are all on our own. If you have something to say, please speak up and don't get angry!"

"Who are you talking to? Don't get close to each other like this!"

"Liu Xiang, please go back first." Han Li couldn't let the students see the joke, so he quickly dismissed Liu Xiang.

Liu Xiang quickly agreed, turned around and left.

When he closed the door, he didn't forget to give Qian Doudou, who was standing beside him, a stunned look.

Ignore the father-daughter war in the principal's office.

Liu Xiang took the IOU issued by the principal and successfully completed the payment procedures.

Although the tuition fee was waived, I still had to pay 1,800 yuan in accommodation fees.

The fat man went home with his schoolbag and found that his mother had packed all the luggage.

Li Fen cooked a large table of delicious dishes at noon. Liu Shanhai wanted to pour a glass of white wine for his son to try, but was beaten severely by Li Fen.

In the afternoon, Fatty dragged his suitcase to school alone and went to his dormitory according to the assigned serial number.

The dormitory was actually very big. It was more than enough for an eight-person room, let alone one person. It also had a private bathroom, which was larger than the one at home, and also had a shower.

This 1800 is well spent.

Put your luggage away and start cleaning.

There were many unknown objects left behind by the previous guest, especially a pile of moldy paper towels that stood out.

After busying for two hours, I went to the dormitory office to pick up brand new sheets and quilts.

Finally got a new look.

I looked at the time and saw that it was almost dinner time. I quickly went to find Zhao Guangming.

Zhao Guangming's dormitory is not far from Fatty. When Fatty found Zhao Guangming, he found that Old Zhao's room had been cleaned even cleaner than his.

"Okay, Lao Zhao, I didn't realize that you are still a little expert at housework!"

"What a smart guy, I spent 200 yuan and asked the school janitor to clean it up." Zhao Guangming said casually.

"Damn, this is an evil money society. Let's go. They say that Wuke canteen's hands are not shaking when cooking. Let's go and see it."

After saying that, he dragged Zhao Guangming and left.

Liu Xiang and Zhao Guangming returned to the dormitory after eating and drinking.
Chapter completed!