Mu Zhehao smiled brightly at Xunmi. He could be with her openly every day.
So happy, spinning around~(≧▽≦)/~
"Teacher Bao, I'm leaving Mu to you. Please take good care of him."
The principal spoke suggestively, breaking the eerie atmosphere in the room, and then he slipped away.
God knows why this person came to see him so early in the morning, thinking it was something important, but...
Sighing, another person fell for Teacher Bao's beauty. Then he thought of his own son, and his headache became even worse.
However, he had no intention of firing Bao Xunmi. Even though he knew that she had hurt his son on her first day, he was not angry.
All I felt was relief that someone was finally able to subdue that kid.
There is no parent who does not love their children, but they are not the irrational type who only know how to indulge them.
For longer-term considerations, if they don’t study well, what will happen to their children when they are gone?
Who will be there to clean up their mess and help them solve their problems then?
Therefore, the most fundamental thing is to let them control themselves and be arrogant without relying on external forces, rather than relying on their status.
Many people have come here before, and at the beginning they all confidently assured me that it was possible.
The fact is that they all resigned, and this time he finally saw hope.
It’s just...I’m afraid my son hit the wall a little too hard this time.
"Teacher, I'm a little nearsighted, so I'll just sit here, okay?"
Mu Zhehao didn't care about the people in the classroom. He stood next to the podium and looked at you with his dark peach blossom eyes, deep and quiet.
If he is not careful, he can suck people in and make them agree to his request involuntarily.
Unfortunately, Xunmi is not an ordinary person.
Her right leg was crossed over her left leg, her toes touching the ground, her hands supporting her chin, and the corners of her lips raised in a bright curve, softening her face.
When Mu Zhehao thought she was going to agree, two words came out of her crimson lips.
"no."
Her face instantly fell. She was rejected again. Why? He was such a well-behaved boy.
No matter what, he would sit here and be closest to her.
"I have a question, Mr. Mu?" Xunmi paused, looked him up and down, and continued.
"You are already old enough to be a student uncle in our class, and you still want to be classmates with young people. Don't you feel embarrassed?"
I held my face with my hands and smiled, staring at the changing expressions on my husband's face, feeling happy in my heart.
Mu Zhehao felt aggrieved. Did she dislike him because he was old?
But he is not even 25 yet, which is the prime time for him to look handsome.
What's so interesting about those little brats who haven't even grown all their hair yet? He won't do anything about it. He's going to protest!
"Teacher, you discriminated against me and I'm unhappy. I have to sit here before I can forgive you."
Xunmi: "..." His hands were itching again. Which eye of his saw her discrimination?
"Don't explain, I saw it with both eyes." Mu Zhehao replied righteously.
He walked to the empty table he had discovered a long time ago, and without caring whether Xunmo agreed or not, he directly moved the table under the podium.
Ignoring the angry gazes on the stage, he sat down calmly, placed his hands flat on the table, and looked around with a serious look.
She also asked very obediently: "Teacher, can we start class now?"
Class A, Grade 3: Oh my god, Mr. Mu is so strong, he made our class teacher feel embarrassed. I’m so excited.
Thinking that they had been suppressed for so long, and finally saw someone who could bully her, the whole class was boiling with excitement.
They seemed to see a free and beautiful tomorrow (☆▽☆)
Xunmi doesn't argue with her husband because...
"In today's class meeting, I wanted to tell you that tomorrow is the first mock exam."
"!!! No way, the exam is coming up so soon."
The classroom was immediately filled with wailing, and it was obvious that Xunmiao had not forgotten the punishment he had mentioned before.
So at this moment, one or two of them were lying on the table with despair.
Mu Zhehao had just arrived and couldn't understand their mentality at all. He just stared at Xunmi and smiled foolishly.
It was difficult to find it, so I smiled brightly at my husband kindly, but there was something more in it.
Mu Zhehao didn't understand, but the others did and looked at him with sympathy.
"..." Mu Zhehao shrugged indifferently with a puzzled look on his face. Who cares? It has nothing to do with him anyway.
"I only have one request: No! Cheating!!"
Xunmi narrowed his eyes, flashing a dangerous light, "If I find out who dares to do something tricky... you know what will happen."
Everyone who was already sitting upright straightened their backs even more.
What else can they say in the face of such a blatant threat?
So desperate.
After letting them review on their own, Xunmi left. She was quite relieved about the others in the class. As for the older child, who would take care of him?┑(￣Д￣)┍
Mu Zhehao stared blankly as Xunmi left. He felt terrible. She just left like that?
We agreed to go to class, where is the class teacher?
Was he cheated?
"Uncle, you..." Qin Yang wanted to ask his uncle to review, but the look in his uncle's eyes was scary.
Otherwise, why not just keep quiet? It's obviously my uncle who doesn't want to listen. It has nothing to do with him.
So Qin Yang, who happily decided to trick his uncle, lowered his head and pretended to be dead.
Amidst the mystery and doubts, Mu Zhehao welcomed the so-called first mock exam.
If it weren't for the fact that they were looking for an invigilator and she hadn't repeatedly ordered him to come, she would never have forced him to come.
But...why did Lu Xun write "Hometown"?
It would be fine if I just wrote it, but why is there still a "tragic thick barrier" between "I" and middle-aged Runtu?
Who the hell knows what that thick barrier is? He doesn’t even know “Hometown”.
And what about Lao She’s “Winter in Jinan”?
Not to mention the weird things at the end, he knew every word but had no idea how they were put together.
Can I hand in a blank paper?
Yes, he can. Who can make him not understand it?╮(╯▽╰)╭
He wrote his own name, threw down the pen, and began to stare at Xunmi who was walking back and forth with his head supported.
Oh, my wife is so beautiful, her hair is so smooth, I want to touch her, her face is so pretty, I want to kiss her, her figure is so good, I want to hug her, and I also want... hehe...
Slowly, he lay down on the table, his eyes obsessed, and there was a suspicious liquid at the corner of his mouth.
If everyone wasn't working so hard on the test, determined not to score below 90 and afraid of being the last one, I would have laughed out loud.
The steps of searching and walking seem natural, but they are actually a bit stiff.
Anyone would feel uncomfortable if they were stared at so passionately, especially when the gaze was wandering over you unscrupulously.
I tried hard to suppress the anger in my heart that wanted to beat someone up, and silently told myself that it would be quick.
When the results come out, she will come and give him a lesson.
Don't worry, she will definitely not show favoritism at that time. She will do whatever needs to be done and ensure fairness!
The corners of his lips raised in a sinister arc, causing the students who happened to see it to shudder and shrink into a ball nervously, fearing that they would be noticed.
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