Rebirth Business Woman: Major General, You Have Lost Again

The old principal may have a bad memory due to his old age. At the end of last semester, after seeing the average score of Class 7, he thought that evil people should follow good people. All recruited.

But when I just went to order food, the inside was already in chaos.

The exchange group first discovered that Meng Feifei was being bullied, and a few friends came to dissuade him first, but their words were not so nice.

"Hey, why don't you let people protest when you are so noisy? It's almost enough. We are different from you."

Listen, our different theme songs have come out, which is clearly the rhythm of the challenge.

"Hmph, come to the food stall to eat, just to make fun of it, you can open your eyes and see, fart, the cushion under the buttocks is plastic, not a dragon chair." Another girl from class 7 stood up and satirized them for pretending to be tall , stepped on the stool and said in a full of anger: "You dare to arrange our Song Shen casually without looking at whose territory this is. I have already given the principal face by not beating you."

"You... are unreasonable." The top students on the opposite side obviously didn't expect that a group of bandits had been invited, and they were frightened for a while, then turned their heads and gave a silent report to the teacher.

Several teachers from the exchange group also stood up along the steps, led a group of students, and arrived before anyone arrived, "What are you doing, go back and sit down, don't embarrass your school, what's going on with Yan Hua, Girls behave so rudely, is that what your teacher taught? I pretend I didn’t see it now, so let it go.”

The other party put on the face of a teaching director, which immediately aroused everyone's rebellious psychology.

"Teacher, I just wanted to borrow the toilet, and they suddenly..." Meng Feifei didn't know that such a big commotion would be caused, and he subconsciously dared not tell the truth for fear of ruining his obedient image.

But the people in the seventh class are not fuel-efficient lamps, "Hey, you are talking nonsense with your eyes open, what about the sentence you scolded us just now, was it eaten by a dog?"

Meng Feifei was tugged again, and now tears welled up in his eyes.

"Don't bully people too much!" Several boys in the exchange group couldn't bear it, and rushed out to save people when they saw this.

The people in class 7 talked a little bit about Jianghu morality, and generally would not interfere in beating girls, but since the opponent made the first move, Dahui and the others jumped out quickly, pushing the weak scholar back with each hand, "Jianghu rules, dare to pick a field You have to be responsible for yourself, girls find fault, if you want to do something, we will accompany you."

On one side is a frail scholar who doesn't work hard and only knows sage books, and on the other side is a big boss who runs rampant in the campus. The combat effectiveness is so disparate that there is no comparison at all.

The teacher of the exchange group of the institution of higher learning was also shocked, and when his eyes sparkled with anger, the old principal who came late squeezed in to make adjustments, "Zhao Dahui, you have just stopped for two days. Is it itchy again, why don't you sit back quickly."

He didn't expect the people in Class 7 to apologize. The last time these gangsters beat someone to the hospital in the shop was still vivid in his memory.

Dahui also doesn't want to be bullied by anyone every day, and also wants to change his mind and become a good student, but this time he refuses to give in.

"Principal, God Song taught me that there must be a reason for things to happen. We came to dinner today under the influence of God Song, and we didn't want to cause trouble. It was their exchange team who scolded people first, and it was God Song who scolded. If I swallow this tone If I go down, I will have no face to enter Class Seven tomorrow."

They have changed from social trash that everyone cast aside to role models of student progress, from the moment they silently bear the infamy to proud, the moment the boy in front of the bulletin board blocks the dean to ask them for justice, they are doomed to be loyal to the boy for the rest of their lives.

The old headmaster naturally knew this, Famous's tone was stagnant, a little embarrassed.

"Principal, are these the excellent progressive students educated by you Yanhua, are their progress a collective rebellion?" The teacher of the exchange group complained angrily, as if he could no longer bear the poor quality of education for teachers and students.

"Teachers, calm down. The average score of Class 2 and 7 has increased by 100 this time. You are definitely a good student with aspirations." The old principal felt a little guilty when he said the last three words, and he had no choice but to turn his head and walk around the crowd Repeatedly, and finally his gaze was fixed on... the boy who was eating.

That's right, in such a tense scene, the boy was eating calmly and calmly!

"Ahem, that, classmate Song Ruye." The old headmaster cleared his blocked throat, and said kindly, "What do you think about this matter?"

He put it tactfully, but in fact he wanted the boy to come out to dissuade the people in class seven.

However, after Qin Qing took a mouthful of rice and swallowed it slowly, she lightly raised her eyes and glanced at Meng Feifei, but nodded expressionlessly, "It's time to apologize, Dahui is right."

When Zhao Dahui's children's shoes came on, he held his head high like a primary school student who won a little red flower, so proud that he couldn't find his way, "Song Shen, don't bother you for dinner, we will settle this matter."

The old headmaster was furious, and before he could continue persuading him, he was robbed by the teacher next to him, "Forget it, we don't eat, replace Meng Feifei with us, and the exchange group will leave now. Will come again a second time.”

They didn't want to tear their faces apart, but their proud self-esteem couldn't allow them to endure insults.

The old headmaster was really heartbroken by these words, and he opened his mouth to say something, but in the end, his mouth was full of bitterness.

That's right, how could a third-rate college like theirs be valued by others?

"Wait a minute."

At this time, an unhurried voice suddenly came out of the crowd. The clear voice pierced everyone's hearts, and then they saw the young man who had been eating in the corner get up and come out, standing directly in front of the speaking exchange team teacher.

"This teacher said just now, in a school like ours, dare I ask what supports your sense of superiority?" She spoke elegantly, and even addressed her with respect and courtesy. The smile on his lips made him extraordinarily calm and calm, and then he glanced at the corners of his eyes before continuing to add: "Is it the brand-name clothes you are wearing, or is the salary in the salary card higher than that of ordinary colleges?"

The last sentence is so sharp that it stabs people with nowhere to hide.

"You..." The female teacher was so angry that she didn't have time to think for a while, and blurted out: "You poor students are not worth the exchange team's time, and our top students are not worth the energy."

This is the truth from the heart.

Since then, the illusion of whitewashing peace has finally been torn apart, and the proud heart has finally been opened up without reservation.

"Hehe..." Qin Qing chuckled twice, opened and closed her thin eyelids, playing with taste: "Then let us poor students come to ask the excellent students for advice, what is valuable."