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Chapter 190 Excellent to the point of despair (1 more)

Office building, principal's office.

"An Xinhui, teachers and students have been coming to me to complain these past few days, saying that Sun Mo's spiritual pattern study class only draws the spirit pattern, which is simply perfunctory, and some people say that you are using power for personal gain. how to explain?"

Zhang Hanfu questioned.

He was going to endure it for a while. After all, when Sun Mo went to the Dark Continent, he would probably not come back. However, when he was inspecting the school today, he heard people discussing Sun Mo from time to time, and all of them were positive comments. Many people said that Zhou Yong has not been expelled for so long, all because they shielded him.

Hearing those ugly swear words, Zhang Hanfu couldn't bear it anymore, and immediately came to An Xinhui, no matter what, let's show Sun Mo some color first.

Otherwise, I really thought I was a vegetarian.

In fact, it wasn't Sun Mo who did this. It was Li Gong who found someone privately after trying to figure out his intentions, and spread the message.

Li Gong was very lucky. After he reported Yang Cai, Zhang Hanfu silenced that hapless guy before Yang Cai could confess him.

So Li Gong was still working as the foreman of the logistics department at school. When he learned that the new head of logistics had arrived, he was still very disappointed. Why not Sun Mo?

But he also knew that Sun Mo was too young to hold such an important position, but who knew that after a few days, the school issued an announcement announcing that Sun Mo would be the head of logistics.

Don't look like it's the deputy, but the real one is gone, so the logistics department is Sun Mo's talk.

Now that Sun Mo had suddenly become the immediate boss, Li Gong, who was already a dog's leg, was overjoyed and quickly seized the opportunity to flatter him.

Li Gong felt that Sun Mo must have put An Xinhui to sleep on the bed, otherwise how could he give such a confession?

Anyway, let him do it like this, Zhang Hanfu's reputation will be stigmatized for half a street.

With An Xinhui and Wang Su's character, they would never do such a thing, so Zhang Hanfu felt that Sun Mo must have done it, so he started to trouble him.

"Is there less than ten people in Sun Mo's class? If there are less, I will cancel this class!"

An Xinhui asked back.

"Just as I was about to say this, Sun Mo blatantly gave students the spirit-gathering pattern. Isn't this using money to attract the number of students? This is unfair competition!"

Zhang Hanfu was furious: "Many teachers have come to report to me."

"Did those spirit-gathering patterns be drawn by Sun Mo?"

An Xinhui interrupted Zhang Hanfu.

"Forehead!"

There is no way to refute this, because it was indeed drawn by Sun Mo, and it is said that the grade is not low.

"Yes, there is no problem. Is there any problem with rewarding the things that the teacher painted with his own hands to the students and motivating them to study harder?"

An Xinhui's eloquence is also good.

"Okay, let's put this on hold for now. You said that Sun Mo solved the problem of school funding. How did he solve it?"

Zhang Hanfu was curious, he couldn't really sell his ass, right?

"Vice-principal Zhang has a lot to do every day, so you don't need to worry about this."

An Xinhui wouldn't tell this guy, so as to save him from doing bad things.

"Do you also know that I'm the vice principal? I didn't sign Sun Mo's letter of appointment!"

Zhang Hanfu was very angry.

"Master Wang signed it!"

An Xinhui pushed back forcefully, making Zhang Hanfu uncomfortable.

"..."

Zhang Hanfu scolded his mother in his heart, that crazy Wang Su, who doesn't know what he likes about Sun Mo?It's enviable to be so nice to him.

"I still have a lot of work to do. If you are free, please go out!"

An Xinhui issued an order to evict the guest.

Zhang Hanfu's face darkened, seeing An Xinhui ignoring him, he felt that there was no place to vent his anger, he snorted heavily, slammed the door and left.

No, it can't just leave it alone!

Zhang Hanfu decided to find some teachers and students to complain about Sun Mo. Even if he couldn't stop the class, he would still be sick to death.

On campus, beside a flower bed, Zhang Hanfu passing by suddenly saw his son.

"Qianlin, why are you in a daze?"

Seeing his most promising son, Zhang Hanfu couldn't help showing a smile, but then frowned.

What's the matter with the lonely expression on his son's face?

"Have you gone to see An Xinhui?"

From Zhang Hanfu's point of view, his son must have invited An Xinhui to dinner again and was rejected. Hey, I told you that it was impossible.

"no!"

Zhang Qianlin shook his head.

"Eh? Then what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Hanfu was surprised.

"fine."

Zhang Qianlin frowned, stood up impatiently, and was about to leave, but after walking a few steps, he stopped again and asked, "Father, do I have a high talent in spiritual patterns?"

"Sure, why should I go out of my way to ask someone to send you to further study? It's because He Yuanjin is not worthy to teach you!"

Zhang Hanfu came over, smiled all over his face, and patted his son's shoulder: "Stop thinking about it, you are the best. Compared with you, that Sun Mo who can only draw the spirit-gathering pattern is trash."

When he said this, Zhang Hanfu was full of disdain. He felt that Sun Mo must only be familiar with the spirit-gathering patterns, otherwise why didn't he talk about anything else?

It has to be said that Zhang Hanfu's old dog's gaze, which has been trained in society for a long time, is accurate. If he had aimed at this point earlier, Sun Mo would really not be able to pass this class.

"Okay, go and relax. Don't be too nervous. You just came back to school and you don't know everyone well. After a month or two, all the teachers and students in the school will know that my son is the most powerful spirit pattern master."

Zhang Hanfu comforted him.

"Ok!"

Zhang Qianlin cheered up again: "By the way, what are you going to do? Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Find someone, fuck Sun Mo!"

Zhang Hanfu was outspoken.

"..."

Zhang Qianlin listened, his expression became unnatural, and he hesitated to speak.

"what happened?"

Zhang Hanfu frowned: "Speak up if you have something to say?"

"Father, don't go."

Zhang Qianlin persuaded.

"why?"

Zhang Hanfu was puzzled, when did my son's heart become so soft?And he is still your rival in love, you should not let go of any chance to disgust him.

Zhang Qianlin didn't want to say it, but when he thought that his father would be embarrassed if he troubled Sun Mo in the study of spirit patterns, he bit the bullet and said it.

"He's great!"

"Who? What's so great?"

Zhang Hanfu was a little upset: "A big man, don't speak so hesitantly, your temperament has become wretched."

"It's Sun Mo, he's very good at spirit patterns, don't trouble him about it."

Zhang Qianlin felt relieved after speaking in one breath.

"what?"

Zhang Hanfu thought he had heard it wrong. His son was extremely talented in the study of spirit patterns, and he was confident and arrogant since he was a child. He never gave up, but now he actually said that Sun Mo was amazing?

"Hurry up and give up this idea, or you will definitely bring shame on yourself."

Zhang Qianlin was going to the library, and today he must find out the origin of the spirit pattern.

"Wait, you're sitting here with a lonely face, you couldn't be going to Sun Mo's class and got hit?"

Zhang Hanfu was taken aback, how could this be possible?That Sun Mo is actually better than my genius son?

"Hey, let me tell you the truth, Sun Mo's attainments in this subject may rank among the top five in the entire Zhongzhou Academy."

Zhang Qianlin sighed, then clenched his fist again, I won't admit defeat.

"Are you talking nonsense?"

The corner of Zhang Hanfu's mouth twitched, but he knew in his heart that his son never praised others easily, but whatever he praised was a real talent.

Zhang Qianlin didn't answer, turned and left.

Zhang Hanfu stood there for a while, then yelled 'fuck', and kicked a sycamore tree next to him.

boom! boom! boom!

Large pieces of green leaves fell down one after another.

Zhang Hanfu really didn't expect that a new teacher would let his old dog suffer so much.

Immediately afterwards, he began to envy An Xinhui's good luck again. You really have a good eye for picking your fiance, relying on Sun Mo, you turned the disadvantages around!

Wait, this matter has nothing to do with An Xinhui, it should be the old principal who knows people with his eyes!

"Hey, what a pity. If the old principal can be promoted to a saint, there is a high probability that Zhongzhou Academy will return to the list of the nine prestigious schools."

Zhang Hanfu sighed, and then there was loneliness on his face, if only I were a four-star famous teacher!

Even Zhang Qianlin said that Sun Mo is excellent, which shows how powerful Wang Suzhi is, and his second star is really far behind.

"Should I give up competing for the position of principal and concentrate on academic research and teaching students? No, no, in that case, Prince Li will be the first to kill me."

As soon as this thought came up, Zhang Hanfu quickly threw it away. This kind of matter is no longer up to him alone.

……

"Old Zheng? Why are you here?"

When Sun Mo saw Zheng Qingfang, he hurried up to meet him. He had a good impression of this like-minded old man.

"I really can't wait, what about the second half of "Journey to the West"? It's been almost two months, you should have finished it?"

Zheng Qingfang looked at Sun Mo eagerly, waiting to be fed.

"Forehead!"

Sun Mo scratched his hair: "I didn't write it!"

"what?"

Zheng Qingfang grabbed his heart, feeling so distressed that he was about to suffocate. It turned out to be the worst answer. He also thought that even if Sun Mo only wrote a little, he could read the manuscript first to satisfy his hunger.

This time, even the plums to quench thirst are gone.

"Old Zheng!"

Sun Mo wanted to explain.

"Call me uncle!"

Zheng Qingfang interrupted Sun Mo.