Li Zheng suddenly turned his head and met the leading man's burning gaze.

Old enemy!

Is it really you?

The leading man could not withstand Li Zheng's glare. He was so frightened that he turned his head to the side and couldn't bear to look at him.

But Li Zheng hurriedly stepped forward: "Lei Tong?"

"Oh?" The leader was surprised, "You know me..."

"You're so good at the operation, how could you not recognize him?" Li Zheng said with a smile.

Lei Tong blushed instantly, scratched the back of his head and said with a silly smile, "You too, you're doing well, I've been paying attention to you for a long time."

"Thank you also for teaching me the standard moves." Li Zheng smiled and patted Lei Tong on the shoulder, "I am one of you, and we can communicate with you at any time about your studies."

"Studying... we are a bit different, right?" Lei Tong swallowed, "I am... the stupid one."

"Don't rush to define yourself. Follow me and learn, step by step, and get better first." Li Zheng said, raising his hand and showing his index finger, "Let's set a small goal first. Let's get 130 in the math test."

"Brother...I haven't even been to 100..."

"What's the hurry? Listen to me. Let's start with a set of "..."

As soon as Li Zheng asked for the Amway teaching materials, Sun Xiubin came over to kill him.

"Li Zheng! You can't just say a few words casually? Can't you?"

"I said, God rewards those who work hard." Li Zheng spread his arms.

"...Is this...these two sentences?" Sun Xiubin cursed.

"There's also 'thank you'." Li Zheng frowned and said, "These are the only two sentences in total, and you didn't even listen to them?"

"I, I...you..." Sun Xiubin's mind was a little confused, and he turned to glare at Tang Zhifei, who had failed in the interview, looking for a soft persimmon to pinch.

But Sun Xiubin was about to speak, but couldn't bear it anymore.

Tang Zhifei was seen holding the microphone tremblingly, the tip of his nose trembling slightly, his eyes moist and twitching.

Li Zheng will be angry and cry.

"Okay, okay." Liu Xiaodong greeted him with a naive smile, "Don't talk too much, the truth is simple, God rewards hard work, students can just remember this sentence."

Li Zheng nodded in agreement.

Even though he thinks he has a high emotional intelligence, he has to admit that Principal Liu is still higher.

The conversation was clearly about to break down just now, but now it seems like nothing is wrong, and he is even more enthusiastic than before.

This move turned against the guest, which made Li Zheng feel a little embarrassed.

"As for Lin Yujing, the school respects her choice." Liu Xiaodong laughed and patted Li Zheng on the shoulder, "You can go back and convey it to me. Again, if you need anything, ask it anytime and the school will fully satisfy you."

"Thank you, principal." Li Zheng asked hurriedly, "Is there any specific limit and time limit for study meal expenses?"

"..." Liu Xiaodong immediately walked away with his hands behind his back, and said to Tang Zhifei, who was clenching his fists and simmering with emotions, "Um, Xiao Tang, please go up and add a few words about the competition so that other students can understand."

"I..." Tang Zhifei's mouth trembled, "I...I will never..."

"Okay, don't worry about Li Zheng, just follow your own pace. They say you have a good way of teaching. Give me a chance to taste your open classes." Liu Xiaodong said with a naive smile, "Only you can speak, so the students can listen.

Get down and get on stage."

Tang Zhifei quickly wiped his eyes, nodded vigorously, then regrouped and went on stage, explaining the competition process, when to start preparations and other topics.

These boring things have a different flavor when told according to Tang Zhifei's rhythm and vocabulary.

The students in the audience also listened very clearly.

Especially those who are in the first year of high school, they still have a lot of time, and there are several students who are excellent in a single subject and are already eager to give it a try.

Before Li Zheng won the award, he was only a few dozen in his grade.

If he can save one, we can too!

Isn’t it just a matter of competition?

I have to say that Tang Zhifei’s speech can be called a mobilization for learning.

Li Zheng looked at Teacher Xiao Tang who was talking generously on the stage and felt a little jealous.

If she were taking on the succubus challenge, she might be able to seduce dozens of people into studying in just one moment.

Li Zheng was not only jealous of this eloquence, he was also angry.

The winner is obviously me, Li Zheng.

But how come the result of the inspiration was stolen by you, a big bastard?

In anger, Liu Xiaodong's silly laughter came.

"Li Zheng, I've dragged all the teachers and students in the school here, why don't you hurry up?"

"Um?"

"Convey the spirit of the school to Lin Yujing."

"Okay." Li Zheng finally came to his senses and walked quickly towards the teaching building.

Watching Li Zheng leave, Liu Xiaodong's mentality was also very mysterious.

I am the principal.

Do this.

Isn’t it appropriate?…

…

Li Zheng received the assignment from the principal and did not dare to neglect. He jumped upstairs four steps at a time.

When I entered the door, I discovered that Lin Yujing was lying in front of the window sill, humming a tune and kicking her calves while watching Tang Zhifei's speech.

Even Li Zheng didn't notice when he walked behind her, and he was still kicking his legs happily.

Li Zheng originally wanted to approach her secretly, but suddenly frightened her.

But at this moment, I was hiding behind her, listening to her humming a tender tune, and watching her curling her hair with her fingers.

Li Zheng suddenly froze.

It seems that I can also smell a faint, soft and fluffy smell with a refreshing fragrance.

Li Zheng is a bit over the top.

The heartbeat gradually speeds up.

There is an inexplicable impulse.

no……

Hold on.

Hold on.

Use Doraemon's theme song and sing "Ethylene's Laboratory Method" silently

Sulfate ethanol three to one

reaction temperature one hundred seven

Prevent bumping by adding porcelain tiles

Ethylene is produced without producing ether

call……

This is fucking called Divine Comedy.

After Li Zheng calmed down, he quietly took a few steps back and then said, "Liu Xiaodong, I've done it."

"Huh!" Lin Yujing was startled, and fell down from the window sill in a panic. With the help of inertia, she flopped down on the table.

From lying down and peeking to lying on the table, the movements are done in one go and seamlessly connected.

"Heh." Li Zheng smiled slightly and took out his mobile phone, "I joined a competition Q group. There are iPhone bosses in it. Are you interested?"

Lin Yujing leaned on the table and shook her head: "No QQ."

"That's up to you." Li Zheng cursed secretly, then returned to his seat, picked up the brush, and began to relax.

Painting has unknowingly become his regular relaxation content.

Although the painting is still very bad, entertaining oneself like this is still very refreshing.

There is nothing to draw at the moment, so why not draw Lin Yujing.

Li Zheng then picked up his pen and started making outlines.

Nowadays, the silhouette of sleeping on the stomach is still very typical and can be seen often.

However, Lin Yujing suddenly turned her head, with a look on her face that she wanted to be fierce but couldn't, she gritted her teeth and asked: "Have you done the last two questions of the eighth question...?"
To be continued...