The years I raised the boss

Winter goes to spring, and the second semester of the first year of high school passes quickly.

During the summer vacation, Jiang Ge didn't live in Xie Xinglan's house, but returned to the apartment he rented.He would only come to Xie's house on weekends when he was in school, and he would not stay for a while when it was a holiday. Xie Xinglan knew that he was afraid that he would trouble them.

Yuan Yuwen also lamented that this child is so sensible that it makes people feel distressed.

In the blink of an eye, it was the beginning of September, Xie Xinglan had played like crazy this summer vacation, and couldn't get up in the morning.

When he arrived at school with his bag, he once again left his name on the gatekeeper uncle's latecomer list.

Before entering the second year of senior high school, their senior one students filled out the subject intention form.

Like many other students, Xie Xinglan suffered from difficulty in choosing.

Science subjects kill brain cells, liberal arts subjects make him want to sleep, no matter which one he chooses, it is a very invisible path.In the end, Xie Haopeng waved his hand and gave him a science course.

The classrooms of the second-year students are in the same building as the third-year students. Before the report, the third-year students had already made up classes for a month, so the first and second floors of the teaching building were very quiet.As soon as he reached the third floor, Xie Xinglan saw a completely different scene from downstairs.

On the corridor, the students crowded together in twos and threes, laughing and joking. The topics of discussion included the handsome men and women in the new class, and the results of the final exam last semester. It was noisy but full of vitality.

"Thank you!"

Xie Xinglan turned his head and saw that it was Gu Lang, who casually raised his hand to say hello: "Are you late too?"

Gu Lang put his hand on his shoulder: "Fart, I have already collected my homework for the summer vacation. The only thing missing in class is your homework, so hurry up and hand it in."

Xie Xinglan threw away his hand: "I'm dead."

Gu Lang yelled: "This is the muscle I trained for a summer vacation! Do you understand, muscle!"

Xie Xinglan thought he was annoying, so he walked towards Class [-] and [-] without looking back.

Gu Lang was not annoyed by his disgust, followed him, and asked him, "Do you want to copy your homework, or I will go to the teacher's office to steal it."

Xie Xinglan said: "No need. I'm done."

Although it was written by Jiang Ge.

But he and Jiang Ge are indistinguishable from each other!What Jiang Ge wrote is what he wrote!

Gu Lang had a face of disbelief, until Xie Xinglan handed over the summer homework that was completely undamaged, free from scribbles, and filled with answers, Gu Lang's face was struck by lightning.

!

He is a study committee member in the class, and Xie Xinglan's assignments that he received in the past were all blank. He was worried that his brother would be criticized, and sometimes he would help Xie Xinglan fill in the blanks.Xie Xinglan suddenly filled up his homework so much, to him, he was as surprised as seeing a sow climbing a tree.

The corners of Xie Xinglan's mouth curled up, feeling overwhelmed with joy: "I don't know much."

Almost everyone in the class is there, and those who know each other gather together to chat.Xie Xinglan recognized many familiar faces at a glance, such as Li Xiaobin, Xu Ru, and Jiang Xueli were all there.

Sitting at the table next to Xie Xinglan, Gu Lang said, "It is said that the division of classes is done by the teacher in charge, and Lao Sun probably won over all the science subjects from the previous class."

Xie Xinglan didn't want to talk to him very much, he was sleepy, put down his schoolbag and lay down on the table.

He randomly picked an empty seat, and there were two girls behind him.

Not long after he got down on the ground, the two girls who could only talk with eyes crazily finally dared to communicate in a low voice.

"C'mon, c'mon, this is the first time I've been so close to the school bully since I entered No. [-] Middle School... isn't it more handsome up close than far away!?"

"I really want to ask why his skin is so good."

"Forget it, don't, he doesn't look very good at talking..."

On the first day of school, every class is very lively.

The teachers in the office are also too busy to hold their feet.

Collecting homework, preparing lessons, and starting school are all piled up together. Amid the turmoil, Sun Haobo, the head teacher of Class [-] and [-] of senior high school, looks very peaceful. He is sitting on a chair with a cup of wolfberry tea in his hand, listening to an opera to open his mind. When the class roster was opened, there was a knock on the door.

At the same time, it was accompanied by a low-pitched but clear voice: "Report."

There were students and teachers in the office, and several people subconsciously glanced at the door.

Standing outside the door was a tall and straight figure, dressed in school uniform, not pulling the zipper down to the bottom like other boys in order to look handsome and cool.The young man with black hair and black eyes had a calm expression, like a pine tree in the cold snow, exuding a cool and indifferent air.

A smile appeared on Sun Haobo's face, and he waved to Jiang Ge: "New classmate, come in."

Jiang Ge walked in according to his words, and stopped in front of Sun Haobo's desk.

Sun Haobo took the roster and matched the boy's face with his name: "Are you Jiang Ge's classmate?"

!Jiang Ge nodded.

Sun Haobo received a notice from the school a week before the start of school that Jiang Ge, who had consistently ranked first in every municipal examination in the past year, would be transferred from Changming to No. [-] Middle School.

I heard that the leaders of Changming School were going crazy, and after a month of tug-of-war, Jiang Ge still insisted on transferring to another school, not wavering in the slightest about the favorable treatment offered by Changming.

And the leader of the third lieutenant colonel was dizzy from the big pie falling from the sky, and insisted on explaining that Sun Haobo must be trained well, and even wanted to adjust the original teaching arrangement, try to arrange the senior teachers into the fourth class.

As for Jiang Ge's grades, as long as they can be stabilized in the future, there is no doubt that they will hit a new high in the history of their third middle school.

This sweet pastry, which all the teachers scrambled for, fell to the fourth class with the lowest average score in the final exam last year.

Sun Haobo was focused by the jealous or complicated eyes of all the teachers in the office. He didn't feel uncomfortable at all, and patted Jiang Ge on the shoulder kindly: "Young man, you can come to me for anything you encounter in your studies and life. .”

Jiang Ge nodded slightly, and said calmly, "Teacher, I want to live on campus."

When Sun Haobo was speaking, Jiang Ge glanced at the computer screen calmly.

Coincidentally, Xie Xinglan and Gu Lang lived in 314.

His eyes flickered slightly, and then he agreed to the arrangement by default, and hummed: "Thank you, teacher."

Sun Haobo smiled with satisfaction: "Okay, you go to the classroom first, and get acquainted with the students."

After Jiang Ge left the office, several other class teachers couldn't help but gathered around Sun Haobo's desk, trying to find out how he managed to win over Jiang Ge from the school.

After all, among the eight science classes, the comprehensive score of the fourth class is relatively backward.

No matter what, the school wouldn't be so stupid as to stuff the pie that had finally fallen into Class [-], would it?

Sun Haobo held the water glass, smiling serenely and peacefully like a Maitreya Buddha.

! "It's all fate. Fate."

If he said that Jiang Ge himself rejected No. [-] Middle School's arrangement to let him enter the strongest rocket class in science, and insisted on coming to Class No. [-] with a firm attitude, the other class teachers would probably not believe it.

On the first and second floors of Zhishu Building, there is only the sound of pages being turned, and when you go up to the stairwell on the second and third floors, you can hear the sound of laughter.

When the dean walked up to the third floor with his hands behind his back, his ears were filled with various noises.

In the aisle, there were still some students standing shoulder to shoulder and chatting, but when they saw the dean, they hurriedly dispersed. Within half a minute, there were only a few people still walking around in the aisle.

Their dean's surname is Wang, and he wears a standard Mediterranean hair, so the students affectionately call him "Wang Zhonghai".

He is elusive, not sitting in the office every day to enjoy the director's treatment, always likes to make surprise attacks, as if he wants to blend into the group of high school students.There are often students who make small talk in class and then turn around to see him appearing outside the window.

Because of this, his smiling face did not make the third middle school students feel kind at all, only creepy.

In addition, Wang Zhonghai has a great record. There are even posts on the forum recording how many couples he breaks up every day in the cafeteria and on the playground.

He was the first to put forward the strange rule of "men and women cannot eat at the same table" in the third middle school.

It can be called a nightmare for couples in the third middle school.

Wang Zhonghai looked from classroom to classroom until he reached Class [-], which was closest to the bathroom.

Class [-] is a class that their academic affairs team has a headache for. Except for Sun Haobo, the head teacher who picked most of the students from last year, the other students are all students that the head teachers don't want. All sorts of bugs.

Therefore, some of the people in Class [-] were not afraid of the dean at all. They clearly knew that Wang Zhonghai was on this floor, so they should still chat and pat the table, and even deliberately amplified their voices.

The other students couldn't help shrinking their necks to be human.

The atmosphere in the class was tense, as if waiting for a storm to come.

But no one dared to make a sound for those men in the back row!Boys keep their voices down, they are all rich sons and daughters, they just come to school to mess around, and they are used to doing their own way on weekdays, ordinary students don't want to confront them at all, and avoid them if they can.

Finally, Xie Xinglan in the front row was woken up from a drowsy sleep.He was a little angry for getting up, and he didn't sleep well the night before, and he had a bad temper, especially when he heard the guys in the back row talking shamelessly about a girl in the third year of high school who likes to wear miniskirts, and even used them. When a certain word smacked of humiliation, he seemed to be set on fire. He couldn't control his anger, grabbed the pencil case, turned around and threw it at the back seat.

"You guys try to force me again? Believe it or not, I tore your mouth?"

When he got angry, his expression was not ferocious, his voice was not loud, even his tone was slow, but he was terribly cold.Beautiful and sharp facial features, sharp claws and teeth.

Chen Xu was shaking his chair in a daze, but suddenly lost his balance, and fell back on the ground.

With a bang, he fell to Wang Zhonghai's feet.

Wang Zhonghai was taken aback and quickly helped Chen Xu up.

Chen Xu hit his head and said bitterly: "Teacher, Xie Xinglan suddenly hit me with a pencil case."

Obviously, Wang Zhonghai also knew who Chen Xu was. Although he disapproved of Xie Xinglan's way of handling things when he didn't agree with him, he didn't scold him, and made peace with him.

"Stop arguing. There are new students transferring in from your class this semester. Be quiet and don't leave a bad impression on the new students..."

Wang Zhonghai had only spoken halfway before a tall, thin figure walked into the door.

The classmates looked at the man subconsciously.

The young man with cold and indifferent face has broad shoulders and long arms. Even in his school uniform, he still looks good. The well-zipped and well-fitting coat faded away the almost inhuman indifference, making him look calm and introverted .

He bent down and picked up the pencil case on the ground, then completely ignored the dean standing there like no one else, walked straight to Xie Xinglan, and gently put the pencil case on the table.

"Why are you so angry?"

The tone was low and gentle, with a hint of helpless indulgence, as if hiding endless tolerance.