"Okay, your waiter is cruel enough. I didn't expect that the top student's own cigarette was actually down to the point where he was not free to smoke. It's so sad, it's really sad!" Duan Mingyu glared at the waiter fiercely, turned to the scholar and said, "Brother, let's go out and smoke!"

"Very good!" the scholar nodded.

In front of the school gate, Duan Mingyu and the scholar he met were constantly vomiting smoke rings. Yuan Hongzhi and his apprentice Yuan Chuang, who happened to be not far from here, happened to see the second-hand smoke that kept floating.

Yuan Chuang imitated his master Yuan Hongzhi, calculated his fingers, frowned, and said with a serious expression: "Master, my disciple thinks that there will be smoke here, and there will be demons appearing in the world!"

Yuan Hongzhi: “…”

The scholar sighed and said to Duan Mingyu: "It turns out that Brother Duan also came to a parent-teacher meeting. Fortunately! Lucky! The dead child in my family is really angry. When my son first learned to speak, he was so happy that he said to his son every day: "Call him father". The son followed him and said to him, "Call him father." Over time, his son developed a habit and said to his brother Wei, "Call him father". In the end, Wei had no choice but to start correcting him. Now he said to his son every day: "Father"!"

You are a singular father and son. Duan Mingyu's heart was thrust. At this moment, the school was over, and a group of children ran out of the school like a wilderness. I don't know where to go to play crazy! There were only two stupid brothers walking slowly, chatting while walking. Duan Mingyu listened to the conversation without saying a word. Brother: "Why don't our dad marry you?" Brother: "Who did you always marry you if you didn't find a partner?" Brother: "Who isn't our sister ready?" Brother: "I said it too, but our dad said that his family cannot marry his own family." Brother: "Nonsense, hasn't our dad married our mom?" Brother: "Our dad is the leader of our family, of course he will marry whoever he wants." Brother: "Our dad is so selfish!"

Duan Mingyu still remembers seeing such a scene in his previous life. It was also after school in the afternoon, and the students ran out of the school. On the way to the Internet cafe, the two students were particularly eye-catching. Because the two students rushed to the front. Suddenly, one of the students fell down and rolled two on the ground, bleeding from their foreheads. The other student stopped and turned to help him. Unexpectedly, the student who fell rudely opened his hand and shouted at him: "Don't worry about me! Go and turn on the computer..."

Crazy child, crazy childhood! Worship!

Duan Mingyu bowed to the scholar and said, "Brother, let's leave here, we will have a date later!"

"There will be a time later!"

The scholar and Duan Mingyu entered different teachers' offices respectively. An old man with white hair and beard mopping the floor was glaring at Yang Zhaoniang who was a little scared.

Duan Mingyu stepped forward and bowed to the teacher and said, "Let's go..."

The teacher waved his hand unhappily and went straight to the topic: "Today, Yang Zhaoniang had a conflict with her classmates, and the two sides fought!"

"Ahem, I wonder how sir handled this matter?" Duan Mingyu's old face turned red in an instant. Until today, Duan finally understood the feelings of returning home and being beaten up after the parent-teacher meeting.

The old teacher said proudly: "Generally speaking, when I encounter two naughty children fighting, no matter who is right or wrong, when I arrive, I will definitely scold the one who doesn't cry first. If they cry, they will scold the tall ones, the same tall ones, the same age, the same ugly ones."

The teacher suddenly sighed speechlessly: "What a pity, it's a pity that I miscalculated after all. Zhao Niang Tongshao and another student both cried. They cried very hard, their heights were about the same, and their age and birthdays were quite close..."

Duan Mingyu's eyes almost fell out, and she almost fell off her chin: "Gao, sir is indeed Gao! I wonder how the old man decided on this in the end?"

The old man snorted: "I pretended to be fine and passed by..."

Duan Mingyu gave the teacher a thumbs up, and Jiang is indeed so old.

The teacher looked self-intoxicated and fell into infinite narcissism, and could no longer extricate himself.

Taking advantage of the narcissistic moment for the teacher, Yang Zhaoniang shrank behind Duan Mingyu and suddenly asked: "Brother Mingyu, am I flying out of the stone like Sun Wukong?"

Duan Mingyu, the two-man, clenched his nose and said without thinking: "You don't have that ability. It was your dad who made a hole and you crawled out by yourself."

As he finished speaking, a brush flew to Duan Mingyu's face...

"I'm talking nonsense, Confucius said: Don't say anything that is not polite. You are such a young man, it's really unreasonable!" The teacher woke up immediately and scolded Duan Mingyu for not being polite, righteous and shameless.

Duan Mingyu said angrily: "The Master's words are bad. Sex-education must start from children. We should not just suppress them, but to be appropriate professors. Ahem, the Master's words are really domineering!"

The teacher slapped the table and said: "I have been immersed in Confucianism and Taoism for many years. What I say is a pit, what is the domineering attitude? I am standing at the commanding heights of morality and law, just talking about the matter."

"Haha, I won't say much, I don't know what to rely on for the old man so strong!"

Duan Mingyu continued: "Do you have a certificate? This top scholar is a serious Peking University graduate!"

The teacher smiled sinisterly: "I know astronomy and geography, and I have a wide range of hobbies. I have passed the Nine-level piano, the Nine-level accordion, the Nine-level English, and the Nine-level computer exams one after another. What about you?"

Duan Mingyu wiped his nose awkwardly: "Oh, I'll copy the third-level movie."

"Ahem, I won't say much. I wonder what the old man asked me to come today, what's the price?" Duan Mingyu touched the gray nose and hurriedly changed the subject and asked.

The teacher said angrily: "I am teaching today. The class content is based on "hello". Lao Duan taught them many etiquette methods, such as hugging, kissing, and shaking hands. As a result... When it was lively, a child who did not talk often suddenly stood up and rushed over and slapped on the ground. He thought to himself, it was over, something happened, but she slowly looked up and said: Long live my emperor..."

"Oh, this kid is really uneasy. This is a drunkenness of the Jiulian Nine Clans. How can you talk nonsense?" Duan Mingyu was stunned and asked, "This, what? That kid is not Zhao Niang, right!"
Chapter completed!