The fiery red Mitsubishi sports car with double doors ran rampant and windy among the students who studied at noon. The students who avoided the roadside dared not say anything. Some teachers in the mixed crowd just shook their heads and sighed, and no one came forward to stop them.

Zhang Ke was almost out of touch with the school last semester, thinking: how can these scum's incomparable arrogance be covered up.

Zhang Ke watched Wan Tiancai poke his head out of the sports car and whistled ostentatiously. Zhao Siming sat in the co pilot's seat and thought it was easy for him to stay with Zhao Siming.

"Old Fu, drive up and hit them son of a bitch!" Du Fei was holding a fire in his stomach.

Zhang Ke smiled. The young man was really angry. I don't have a specific concept of Japanese sports cars, but the Passat I'm sitting in is not famous for its ruggedness and crashworthiness. I drive up to hit their son of a bitch and have fun hitting other people's cars, but there's no need to take my own car in.

"Can these two scum tolerate the show of not driving out at night? There's no need to be too ostentatious in school. Let him be proud for a while." Zhang Ke said with a smile. The two boys will rise with the rise of their parents' position and the thick legs of Zhou fuming, Secretary of the municipal Party committee. They won't be proud for long.

Mitsubishi sports car is about to rush over. Zhang Ke wants to say hello to Wan Tiancai and let everyone know that the relationship between his family and WAN Yong has improved.

When Du Fei was indignant, a petite figure stopped in front of the rampant Mitsubishi sports car with forked hands and put an open shelf with an aluminum lunch box in both hands, just like if the car drove over again, he would smash the lunch box.

In the countercurrent crowd, it is particularly conspicuous.

The low roar of the engine rotation of Mitsubishi sports car came clearly. The horn was pressed desperately. Without the petite figure, Zhao Siming and WAN Tiancai dared not hit the car in broad daylight.

As soon as the Mitsubishi sports car flamed out, the woman rushed over, fought for the car key, and scolded fiercely: "can you drive like this on campus? Which class are you students?" the momentum was impressive. Zhang Ke saw Wan Tiancai sitting in his seat and moved his mouth. He didn't hear what he said, but the woman was like a wild cat stepping on its tail, Angrily, he dragged Wan genius's collar out. The door didn't open. It was impossible to be on guard. It was very funny on the truck window.

"Ah, Cui Yuman!" then he saw the woman's face, and Du Fei shouted softly.

"Who?" Zhang Ke asked in surprise. Many masters were afraid to hide their heads and tails and dared to be angry. The woman's performance was really tough.

"The new head teacher, who thought she was so popular? Wow, we are dead..."

Looking at the tragedy of Wan genius, Du Fei suddenly felt the sadness of rabbit death.

Zhang Ke was surprised and asked, "where is my father when she goes to the canteen to cook?"

At this time, two male teachers came forward to help Cui Yuman scold Wantian and Zhao Siming: "Wantian, you're not over 18 years old and don't have a driving license. How can you drive in school? If you drive so fast, what if you meet someone?" Cui Yuman said a few words next to her ear, presumably telling her the identity of Wantian and Zhao Siming's parents, Tell her not to look too ugly.

Cui Yuman was really tough. He let go of Wan genius's collar and said, "I don't know what your parents taught you. High school students are racing on campus? Ask your parents to drag the car back in the afternoon!" he threw the stolen car key into the roadside river.

With a "Bo" sound, a small cluster of water splashes jumped on the river full of green duckweed.

Zhang Ke looked at the rippling ripples on the river and felt numb. He picked up his mobile phone and dialed his father: "are you left alone in the office..." he sighed at the other end of the phone, hung up the phone and handed the mobile phone to Fu Jun, "if anyone wants me, tell him I don't answer the phone."

Zhang Ke wants to secretly pull Du Fei out of the car. Cui Yuman turns his head and looks over: "Du Fei, come here?"

Zhang Keren was about to hide back in the car. Cui Yuman's sharp eyes swept over: "are you Zhang Keren?" Zhang Keren looked at Fu Jun sitting in the car laughing, waved his hand and asked him to drive out first and walked over with Du Fei.

"Before I came to school, I heard the names of your four CHILDES. I can't control these two scum!" Cui Yuman spit out the word "scum" in contempt. Moreover, this title is aimed at the students of the school. It doesn't have the style of people's teachers. Even the two male teachers on one side changed slightly. Cui Yuman stared at Zhang Ke coldly, "You two are students in my class. You'll look like a student to me in the future. Zhang Ke, why didn't you go back to school to make up lessons in the summer vacation and report to school in the morning? I really don't know how Secretary General Zhang educated his children!" Secretary General Zhang's title came out of her mouth without any compliment. If Zhang Ke's psychological tolerance was not strong enough, he might be ashamed and angry to death.

"You come with me!" Cui Yuman said, and then turned to look at Wantian and Zhao Siming in Mitsubishi sports car. "You push the car to the side of the road and ask your parents to come and tow the car in the afternoon!" stacked these two words, holding two lunch boxes in one hand and twisting his small waist, he walked to the office building.

Cui Yu man, a tiny figure, is not a very beautiful woman. But her temperament is mild. She probably can be a lover for many years. There is no such person in history. But since Ma Zishan was transferred from second middle school to a middle school principal, the history of the first one has changed completely.

Zhang Ke was helpless. He couldn't leave his father alone in the office. Tortured by the female devil, he patted Zhao Siming on the shoulder: "the car is too windy, and his face is a little big." Zhao Siming has always been afraid of Zhang Ke, so Zhang Ke jumped on his shoulder. Zhang Ke smiled and pulled Du Fei to follow Cui Yuman.

Following Cui Yuman into the office, Zhang Ke saw his father sitting in a chair pitifully. At this time, he had to beg and owe his body.

"Sit down," Cui Yuman said to Zhang Zhixing with a raised eyebrow. She sat back in her seat, opened the lunch box, pressed the cover under the lunch box, tore off a small half of the newspaper and put it on the table. She poured herself a glass of water, slowly cleaned up her lunch and stuffed a spoonful of rice into her mouth. It seemed that she remembered that there were three people in the office, "Now can you explain why you don't add school cram classes during the summer vacation and skip classes on the first day of school?"

"Is there nothing for me?" Du Fei asked carefully.

"Make up lessons for seven days, how many days have you had?" Cui Yuman raised his eyebrows and stared at Du Fei angrily. "It's funny to say that there's nothing for you?"

"Did you pull Secretary du to lecture?" Zhang Ke asked in a low voice.

"Today is mainly about you and Du Fei. I will talk to his parents later..."

Zhang Zhixing looked at Zhang Ke and closed his eyes first. Zhang Ke kept silent.

When Cui Yuman ran out of lunch, Zhang Zhixing nodded and bowed to ensure that he must bear the responsibility of parents before he could get out. When he walked out of the language group office, Zhang Ke couldn't help wiping the cold sweat on his forehead.

Ma Zishan, the headmaster, crept up: "Secretary General Zhang, Secretary General Zhang, I'm really sorry. Miss Li has just been transferred, and there is no teacher to replace her, so I let the newly graduated hairy girl have a try. Secretary General Zhang, don't worry, I'll arrange to adjust the head of class 10 immediately..." He listened attentively to what Cui Yuman said. He was very ruthless and didn't have the courage to go in and persuade him. If he annoyed the girl's character on the spot, he was afraid it would make Zhang Zhixing more embarrassed.

He now regrets why he put up such a troublemaker. Vice mayor Wan doesn't know how to explain it!

"Is there no teacher to replace the head teacher of class 10, or is there no teacher willing to replace?" Zhang Ke raised his eyebrows. Cui Yuman is so fierce and fierce. If no one allows her, she is afraid that there is no residue left in this society. "Teacher Cui is a good person, as long as she doesn't casually bring my father from the municipal government to lecture."

Ma Zishan smiled awkwardly. The head teachers of the four CHILDES are not so easy to do. If they don't see the existence of these special students, they can't let these special students affect others. They are hard to please. Who is happy to be their head teacher except those teachers who want to make a hot face and stick a cold fart?

Of course, Zhang Zhixing won't be angry with the girl film. Only from the perspective of teachers, Cui Yuman's behavior is very commendable. The relationship between teachers and students can't be polluted by the bad atmosphere in society. Zhang Zhixing shook his head and smiled. He asked Ma Zishan, "Teacher Li didn't do well. Why did he suddenly transfer to other schools?"

Ma Zishan looked hesitant and smiled: "the decision of the Municipal Education Bureau, I also feel very sudden..."

"Alas," Zhang Zhixing asked. After all, it was an internal matter of the Municipal Bureau of education. It was inconvenient for him to ask. He added: "Mr. Li and Mr. Cui are very responsible teachers..."

Zhang Zhixing's words can't help Cui Yuman much. Who knows if Wan Yong and Zhao Jinrong will be angry about the sports car and abuse their son as scum in public. Although it's a fact, it's really a little personalized.

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