Card New World

Chapter 174

"Now Zhang Xinwen is an idiot." Wang Mu laughed secretly.

"I thought the dean came here to cover him up, but it turned out he was the wrong person." Another student smiled shyly.

The voice was not low, and it happened to float into the ears of the dean.

The dean glared at him, the expression that told him to shut up was self-evident.

He smiled mischievously and said no more.

"No, then he is Zhang Xinwen, what about Sun Ziqiang?" The dean didn't recognize Sun Ziqiang's face, but he felt that there should be no Sun Ziqiang in the row of ten students in front of him.

"Director, where is Sun Ziqiang..." Wang Mu pointed with his finger.

On the podium, Sun Ziqiang was lying leisurely, supporting the table top of the podium with his body, with both hands half-hanging and his legs dangling in mid-air.

And his eyes were closed, looking half dead.

"Why is Sun Ziqiang lying on the podium? Quickly help him down!"

Everyone is a little helpless.

"Ahem..." Wang Mu coughed awkwardly and walked towards Sun Ziqiang.

"Sun Ziqiang, don't pretend to be dead, the director is here."

Sun Ziqiang's expression remained unchanged, and he was still lying with his eyes closed.

He secretly slandered in his heart: "Nonsense, you treat me as if I didn't know that the director is coming! You can't pat me twice, or it will be too fake when I wake up!"

Wang Mu seemed to have a connection with Sun Ziqiang, and he really patted Sun Ziqiang.

But... it was a hard slap on Sun Ziqiang's big face.

"Oh..." Sun Ziqiang immediately sat up.

puff...

A soft crackling sound...

The podium has collapsed!

"..." Everyone looked at Sun Ziqiang like a monster, and looked at him strangely.

Sun Ziqiang touched his nose and jumped down from above.

"Director? Are you here?" The dean doesn't know Sun Ziqiang, but that doesn't mean that Sun Ziqiang doesn't know the dean!
Sun Ziqiang looked very surprised, as if he didn't know anything just now.

The dean patted him on the shoulder.

"Sun Ziqiang? Are you okay?"

Everyone's eyeballs were about to fall off.

How could the director of teaching make such an intimate move?Is this Sun Ziqiang his own son?
In their knowledge, the dean has never had such an intimate relationship with any student at school.

Even the first grader has never received such treatment.

Sun Ziqiang was also flattered. From his point of view, the dean is not so easy to talk to...

In the school, there is such a rumor: the school has two devils, one is political and religious, and the other is academic affairs.

These words mean that the director of political education and the director of teaching are extremely fierce, and it is the existence of the students who turn pale when they talk about it.

And it was such a person who turned pale when he talked about it, and now he was smiling.

"Could it be that the dean is still a smiling tiger?" The tenth class students standing aside all shivered.

If so, it would be even more terrifying!
However, Sun Ziqiang was able to guess some clues.

"The dean showed me his favor, does it mean that he knows that I am an intermediate card maker?"

The status of a card maker is very honorable, and the middle-level card maker in the school is even more so.

The teaching director whispered in Sun Ziqiang's ear: "What good cards are there? Don't forget about our school!"

The dean gave Sun Ziqiang a wink.

Sun Ziqiang understood in an instant. It turned out that the teaching director was playing his own card!

Sun Ziqiang thought about it, and during those days in Yuzhou City, he produced quite a few excellent spell cards.

"No problem, Director, I will donate some excellent spell cards to the school." Sun Ziqiang immediately expressed his opinion.

It's a donation, but the school must exchange it with contribution points.It is also impossible for the school to ask for a student's things in vain.

With a statement, the dean is relieved.At least, make friends with this intermediate card maker!
"Zhang Xinwen, come with me to the office for a cup of tea." the dean said with a smile.

Zhang Xinwen shivered all over.

"I……"

"Are you going to refuse?"

"I dare not..." Zhang Xinwen knew that this time he might be cold.My impulsive action actually allowed me to "successfully" ask the dean to invite me to drink tea.

Such a good thing... simply!

Zhang Xinwen smiled uglier than crying, lowered his head, and slowly "crawled" behind the dean's ass.

"I crawled and crawled, I took hard steps..."

……

The dean left, and Zhang Xinwen also left. In the classroom, the students in Class [-] stared and laughed unanimously.

With a malicious expression on his face, Wang Mu approached Sun Ziqiang.

"Brother Mu, what are you doing?" Sun Ziqiang felt the deep malice from the world.

"My sexual orientation is normal... You, you, you can find Liu Feng!" Sun Ziqiang quickly pointed to his side.

Liu Feng quit and yelled loudly: "Although I like men, but I'm an aggressive man, Brother Mu, I can't control it, you better come!"

"Hahahaha!" Everyone laughed again.

"Fuck you Liu Feng, are you itchy?" Wang Mu glared at him.

"Oh...it's not impossible for me to accept it once."

"Okay, okay, the meeting is over, I'm so hungry and thirsty!"

The one who spoke just now was Yuwen, grade 21, the school committee member of Class [-].From the end of get out of class to now, this turmoil has lasted for more than half an hour.Yuwen didn't eat in the morning, and he lasted for another morning, and he was really powerless.

"The girls haven't left yet, you old man is still in such a hurry!"

Yuwen looked back.

I go!

The girls from class ten were still sitting firmly in their seats.

"You... don't you need to eat?"

Wang Yufei smiled and said, "Brother Wen, let's lose weight! Why don't you come with us!"

"..." Yuwen spat out a mouthful of old blood.

"I'm talking about Sun Ziqiang, you've been hiding everything! You actually managed to call the dean over to support you." Wang Mu said with a smile.

Wang Mu's words drew everyone's attention to Sun Ziqiang.

Everyone had a vague feeling that Sun Ziqiang hadn't come to school for more than half a month, and when he came back again, he became a little different.

However, no one could tell what exactly had changed.

Sun Ziqiang raised his hands high in a gesture of surrender.

"Hey, hey... I'm not called the dean!"

"Who called that?" Everyone was a little confused.

Wang Yufei raised the communication card in her hand.

"I happened to have the communication band of the dean, so I sent him a message."

"Now that new article is miserable."

"It is estimated that the morning meeting next Monday will be criticized by the whole school! Hahahaha!"

Wang Mu turned his gaze back to Sun Ziqiang.

"Speaking of Sun Ziqiang, why does the dean protect you so much?"

(End of this chapter)