Xing Zhaizhai and Yan Muyu entered the classroom side by side. They hadn't sat there for long when someone looking for trouble came.
"Mr.
The dean stood directly next to the school belle's table and looked down at her with a haughty attitude, subconsciously telling her to get out immediately.
Xingzhai: "???"
Yan Muyu: "??"
All students in the class: "?"
Xing Zhaizhai stood up a head taller than the dean and looked directly at her with lowered eyes.
"Did I get into a fight? Or steal? Or break school rules?"
The dean snorted coldly: "You haven't come to class for more than a month, what do you think?"
Yan Muyu stood up and retorted.
"I remember that I helped Xingzhai to apply for leave on March 28, and the head teacher, you and the school all agreed."
The dean squinted.
"That was because I didn't know the situation. Now I know that classmate Xingzhai has been going on trips without saying goodbye for more than a month. Our school cannot tolerate such students."
"Dean, you are going too far. Classmate Xingzhai was obviously kidnapped." A male classmate couldn't help but complain.
"That's right, the dean and the police have issued a missing person notice. How can we say that classmate Xingzhai is having fun now?" Another female classmate couldn't stand it anymore and stood up to speak for the school belle.
"This is too much. It's unfair that Mr. Xingzhai was expelled from school for no apparent reason even though he didn't commit any crime."
Some students spoke up, and other students couldn't help but distinguish right from wrong for Xing Zhai, and some even got involved in the law. At this age, most of them are pure-hearted.
Xing Zhaizhai looked at her indifferently and said nothing.
Under the gaze of the dean, a sense of fear spread throughout his body. He subconsciously took a step back, noticed his own movements, and glared at the other students in embarrassment.
"Why are you all so full and full? If you don't accept it, go to the principal."
These were a group of people from ordinary families, and she was not afraid. Thinking about how a dignified dean of hers had been humiliated by her classmates, she angrily took out her notebook.
"Openly provoking the dean." The dean glanced at the whole class and saw that there was no second-generation ancestor who could not be offended. "Everyone in the class will be punished by copying the school rules a hundred times, and 15 credits will be deducted."
"We can recognize the penalty for copying school rules, so why should we be deducted credits?"
"First of all, we didn't violate the school rules, and secondly, we didn't gather in groups to make trouble, but just because we said a few words to classmate Xingzhai, you're going to deduct credits from us. You are such a good teacher."
"That's right, why should we deduct credits?"
"Oh, you openly provoked me first. I can deduct whatever I want." The dean is used to being domineering in the school and cannot tolerate others refuting him. He dares to say anything when his brain gets hot.
Xing Zhai politely confirmed again: "The principal's decision?"
The dean's mouth was scornful and he became even tougher.
"Yes, Xingzhai-san, don't be so shameless and continue to stay in this dirty place."
There was a storm in Yan Muyu's eyes. Fortunately, he thought this school was good before, so he was really blind.
Other students were afraid that the dean would deduct their credits again, so they dared not speak out in anger. If their credits were deducted to 25, they would not be able to graduate successfully.
"The target is me, cancel the deducted credits." Seeing what the dean wanted to say, Xing Zhaizhai looked at her indifferently.
"Ha, who gave you the face?" The dean sneered, turned around and left, her too-fast pace betraying her inner fear.
"sure?"
Xing Zhai Zhai's voice faintly reached the ears of the dean who had not walked far, and she walked faster.
Very good, no need to be merciful.
"Zhai..." Yan Muyu.
"fine."
Xing Zhaizhai packed up his things and left. Yan Muyu followed closely after finishing her things. The classmates were hesitant to speak.
[Zai Zai, you can torture the scumbag as you like. I’ll give you whatever golden fingers you want. Ten to eight are no problem. 】
Sunflower feels so sorry for Zai Zai. Zai Zai shouldn't be so weak and allowed to be bullied. She should kill everyone. Anyone who dares to trouble Zai Zai will be beaten back in a minute. Anyway, she has so many golden fingers that she will be piled into ashes.
During this period of time when Xing Zhai was away, Yan Muyu stayed at her house for some reason, and she didn't really care. The two took a taxi home.
Mother Wen had just finished taking care of the small garden. When she saw the two of them coming back at the same time with their schoolbags on their backs, their faces were full of worry.
"What's wrong?"
"Mother Wen is fine, school is on holiday."
Mother Wen felt relieved when she saw that the young lady didn't look sad. She must be on vacation.
"It's a good holiday. Miss has lost weight due to hunger during this period, so she just needs to replenish her body at home."
"good"
Xing Zhai responded with a smile and walked into the study.
"Zhai, I can help you."
Yan Muyu followed him in, and he was still worried that she was in a bad mood. Just as he was about to say some words of comfort, he saw the girl in front of him turned around and looked at him with a smile.
"Pfft, do you have some misunderstanding about me?"
Why does Kui Kui think she is weak and so does Yan Muyu? She, Xing Zhai Zhai, is not someone to be easily bullied.
Yan Muyu felt that she was forcing a smile, and her heart ached a little, and it hurt for her.
This is really a beautiful misunderstanding. If Xing Zhai Zhai knew what he was thinking, he would definitely complain about it.
Sao Nian, you think too much.
She is not weak, really not weak!
As for why they were allowed to continue jumping around, they just wanted to pull out the sweet potatoes, one after another, and catch them all in one fell swoop.
