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Chapter 90 Excited

"Ding ding ding," anger value +888, +926, +672...

The head teacher, Mr. Wang, kept wiping away the sweat, but the sweat on his face was getting more and more like rain, especially the meaningful eyes of the principal and a leader, which made him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.

"I'm so stupid, really," Teacher Wang muttered to himself with a pale face, "I only know that Qin Meng's mouth is a bit poisonous at ordinary times, but I never thought that he would dare to be so poisonous to the teachers and students in the school!"

Now, let alone promotion and salary increase, he has reached the pinnacle of his life. He may not even be qualified as a teacher. It is impossible to say that Teacher Wang is not a little angry, and I really admire Qin Meng who dares to speak nonsense on such occasions.

Even the little girls who had just become Yanran's little fans of Qin Meng's, she couldn't help but burst into anger when she heard this.

Qin Meng looked at the overwhelming anger below the stage, as if it was about to drown him. Not only did he not have any fear, but he laughed from ear to ear.

Now it's all right, Qin Meng's smile has poked a hornet's nest even more, some boys have already stood up and planned to go on stage to trouble Qin Meng.

Judging from the effect, Qin Meng felt that it was almost the same, except for a few people, such as Fang Ting, Song Yanyan... the anger value should be harvested.

If you don’t appease them, the car will overturn, “It’s said that you don’t need a heavy hammer to beat the drums. Seeing you are so angry, I feel relieved. What does it mean?

It shows that you don't want to be garbage, and you have pursuits and dreams for your own life.

As far as most people's efforts are concerned, it is simply not their turn to compete for talent. "

The scene gradually quieted down, and the surging sea of ​​anger just now gradually dissipated, and the students began to be interested in hearing what Qin Meng wanted to say.

Seeing that the Chicken Soup for the Soul had an effect, Qin Meng was also relieved. If it really caused a student riot, he couldn't fight all the way out with his supernatural power, right?By the way, why is this routine of hitting a stick and feeding a mouthful of chicken soup so familiar, I always feel that he has experienced it before?

Qin Meng gave them some chicken soup from the earth, whether it was poisonous chicken soup or chicken soup for the soul, and fed them first to calm their emotions.

"I understand, the senior is using this method to spur and inspire us, so that we can follow in his footsteps and become as good a person as him!"

Some people seemed to have gradually changed their minds. A girl who was involved in a fight at the school gate was so excited that she screamed as if she had discovered the truth.

Qin Meng's ears were sharp, and when he heard this voice, he couldn't help but gave her a thumbs up. Classmate, you have a bright future. I never thought that you could hear another meaning. You must be a bosom friend!

Qin Meng had an idea, took the microphone and walked down, "This classmate is very understanding, what's your surname?"

The girl has a healthy pink face and is a little shy, but she still speaks gracefully: "My name is Xie Chanjuan, and I am a freshman in the first year of high school. I admire you very much. Can you tell me what you have learned uniquely?" method?"

"It's a long story. Everyone has his own learning method. What suits me doesn't mean it suits you. I can only answer you with the above sentence."

"I know, I've written it down. It's this sentence. As far as most people's efforts are concerned, there is no competition for talent. Do you want to say that as long as we work hard, we can achieve the same achievements as you?"

"I don't, I'm not, don't talk nonsense," Qin Meng denied Sanlian, and said solemnly: "My textbooks are all new, and I haven't read them much. I didn't say that these achievements were all obtained through hard work."

"That, that," classmate Xie felt a little confused, and didn't know what Qin Meng meant.

"Then you won the National Science Champion and these Olympiad awards not because of hard work, but because of cheating?" As soon as Xie finished speaking, he felt that he had asked a stupid question. He was the number one, Qin Meng Who are you going to copy?

"Maybe it's really cheating," Qin Meng sighed. There was an uproar at the scene, and several school leaders couldn't sit still. If a shocking fraud case broke out, their school leaders would not even want to do it.

Teacher Wang has become much calmer now, and cast a disdainful glance at several school leaders, why panic, calm down, and keep watching!
"You can understand the knowledge in high school after reading it once. It feels too simple, and I don't feel any difficulty. There is no saying whether I work hard or not, so it's okay to say that I'm cheating."

Qin Meng originally wanted to wave his sleeves, but no, he was wearing short sleeves and couldn't wave his sleeves. He smacked his lips with regret and had to pretend to have a helpless expression.

"Phew," the school leaders, including Mr. Wang, let out a long sigh of relief. The principal saw that Qin Meng was about to speak again, but it was too late and then too fast. With agility, he snatched the microphone from Qin Meng's hand.

Qin Meng felt a gust of wind coming from the side, and thought that someone was trying to sneak up on him, but when the next dragon swung its tail, it threw it with a handsome side kick.

The principal looked terrified, looking at the feet that were getting closer to his round face, and didn't even have time to make a sound, but desperately tried to control himself to stop.

In the end, Qin Meng's feet stopped 1cm in front of the principal's face, and the strong wind blew the principal's hair away. It really flew up, and the wig floated up unsteadily. , falling on top of his head.

Qin Meng quickly stepped forward to help the principal up, with a worried expression on his face: "Principal, how could you rush over so casually? What if you are injured? We martial arts practitioners overreact to this sudden attack. , forgive me!"

He was really telling the truth. What a lovely principal. It goes without saying how much benefit this speech had given him. He hadn't even had time to open the system to see it.

The headmaster's middle-aged bald head and somewhat shocked expression made Qin Meng feel that such a cute headmaster should maintain a good relationship with him.

The principal supported Qin Meng's hand, feeling his legs were a little weak, and it took him a long time to stand up, but he didn't realize that his wig had disappeared, and no one from the other teachers dared to remind him.

The students held back their laughter, not because they didn't dare to laugh, but because they didn't want to be the first to laugh out loud.

It's not easy for Qin Meng to remind the principal. You can't say, principal, I kicked your wig away just now. Please forgive me, isn't that a fool?
"Principal, I think my speech will end here today, what do you think?"

"Okay, Qin Meng, you are very good," the principal patted Qin Meng on the shoulder with relief, turned around, picked up the microphone and walked onto the stage to speak.

It's just a middle-aged principal with a serious face, paired with a Mediterranean hairstyle, the conflict is a bit strong, and Qin Meng feels that he can't help it.

So Qin Meng decided to make a quick decision. With a slight movement of his thoughts, the microphone in the principal's hand suddenly dropped. In an instant, Qin Meng snatched the wig from Teacher Wang, threw it away, and walked out with a confident look.

In the eyes of all the teachers and students in the school, the wig fit exactly on the principal's head, without missing a beat. With everyone's knowledge, the saucy operation of dressing the emperor in new clothes was completed.

"Oh! Awesome!"

"Haha, cowhide!"

"Clap clap clap!"

Applause and laughter resounded throughout the playground of Tianlong City No. [-] Middle School. The principal thought that these were all for him, and an aunt-like smile appeared on his face, mixed with relief and touch.

(End of this chapter)