God-level giant, forced to raise cubs

"Hey, pervert, are you done yet?"

In the office, Chi Xi put his hands behind his back and was tied tightly with a rope.

The eyes are also covered by the red forehead, blocking most of the sight.

If the scene were changed, Chi Xi would definitely have thought that someone was going to kidnap him, and resisted fiercely, holding down the kidnapper and beating him up.

However, the 'kidnapper' became You Qingluan, he could only be kidnapped obediently, and was cowardly.

You Qingluan deliberately tied Mo's forehead loosely, not completely blocking the line of sight, but leaving two gaps.

Through the red cloth, Chi Xi could vaguely see that pervert picking up the wig and trying to put it on his head.

"Hey, hey!" The little student had never worn a wig before, and felt quite nervous after being manipulated like this.

He leaned on the back of the chair and struggled vigorously with both hands, but it was of no use.

The ghost knows how You Qingluan tied it up. The knot is so strong that he can't break free even with all his strength.

The last time he tried to break free from You Qingluan's belt, his wrist was torn and wrapped in gauze for several days.

To this day, Jing Yuxuan, that idiot, makes indirect remarks whenever he gets a chance, wanting to know how the Youmowang 'ravaged|ravaged' him that day.

Damn it!The school bully felt very humiliated.

Day after day, he was dissatisfied with all kinds of things, but he was tied up by You Qingluan with a belt, and he followed the rules and preached four beauties from then on.

When he said this, he felt ashamed.

"You Qingluan, have you had enough fun?" Little classmate Chi Xi was forced to let him dictate, and gradually became impatient, asking in a grumpy tone.

"Well, it's basically ready, and I still need to change my clothes." You Qingluan put on the wig for him, reached out and pulled the mop up, bypassing the wig and retying it.

You Qingluan stepped back half a step, looked at the appearance of the little classmate turned into Jia Baoyu, and expressed quite satisfaction.

Chi Xi's younger brother, carved in pink and jade, has red lips and white teeth, and his appearance is quite realistic.

The real-life dress-up game is very fun. You Qingluan showed a happy face, and asked with a smile, "Cub, can you change the clothes yourself, or let me help you?"

"Untie me!" Chi Xi twisted and struggled a few more times, and gave in reluctantly, "I'll do it myself, let's go through it myself!"

"Wait a minute, let me take a picture first." Saying that, the evil Youmowang took out his phone, turned on the camera function and aimed at him, "Hey, smile."

"...You are sick." Chi Xi was particularly reluctant, with indifference written all over his face and heart.

Since his hands were still tied, he pulled the corners of his lips abruptly, and smiled a smile that was uglier than crying.

"It's too fake, do it again." You Qingluan raised her eyelids and demanded cruelly, "You can show your joy from the bottom of your heart."

Chi Xi...

happy ass!Is it fun to humiliate me?

At the same time, the Orientation Party of the Eighth Middle School is proceeding in an orderly manner.

The order of appearance of the classes is determined by the school. The chorus of Class [-] of the third year is being performed in front. The whole program is nothing new from the song selection to the positioning.

Under the command and leadership of the yellow bra, a group of performances were extremely boring, and more than half of the students and parents in the playground were hypnotized.

And after Class [-] stepped down, it was the turn of Class [-], Class [-] and Class [-], which had the biggest gimmicks and the most luxurious props in the early stage, to make its debut.

However, 5 minutes before the stage, the leading actor Chi Xi did not show up for a long time.

Zhu Ran, who was waiting on the side stage, was already in a panic. He grabbed Jing Yuxuan by the collar and shook him vigorously, "Where did Chi Xi go? Why can't I get through the phone!"

"I don't know either!" Jing Yuxuan was shaken violently by her, and almost vomited, he said falteringly, "Stop shaking, the skirt I wrapped with toilet paper has been shaken apart!"

"I'm busy pushing the cart, who are you looking for?" Even Ma Hao, who had cramped hands while counting the money, was caught and interrogated, with a genuinely confused expression on his face, "Xi Huang? He just came to help me collect the money for a while , has long since disappeared.”

"So, where did he go?!" The twelve beauties dressed up to attend were also anxious. They were afraid that they would not even have the chance to perform on stage because they had rehearsed for so long and dressed up meticulously.

Although the leading actor's acting skills are terrible, every rehearsal he looks indifferent, as if he can't feel their beauty.

The girl who was a little bit interested in Chi Xi before, after these few days of humiliation, gradually stopped thinking about it.

Everyone even discussed in private, finding a tape recorder to poke there, it is better than Chi Xi, at least they can find an emotional voice actor to read the lines.

But the male protagonist really ran away, and the girls frowned, finally realizing that things were not that simple.

After all, the show was all about Chi Xi. After he disappeared, for the sake of the integrity of the whole class's performance, the whole show of "Red Mansion" would be cancelled.

Then what's the point of them being gorgeous and beautiful?

"Don't rush, don't rush, let me think about it carefully!" Ma Hao was confused by their quarrel, waved his hands to signal everyone to be quiet, and hid himself, holding his chin and thinking for a while before saying, "Ah, that's right! Xihuang was called away by Teacher You!"

"Huh?" Class nine students subconsciously thought how could the little emperor offend Mr. You?

Seeing that the performance is about to start, the big devil has to target it.

"I've told you everything I know. Goodbye!" Ma Hao smeared the soles of his feet with oil and prepared to run away. Before leaving, he greeted, "I will continue to sell milk tea. After you finish the performance, remember to come and take care of my business. Seeing as old For the sake of my classmates, I will give you a [-]% discount~"

Ma Hao was already perfectly qualified for the sales business, but this wave of advertisements was caught off guard, making it hard for them not to go.

The point is-

[-]% discount? !

The friendship of old classmates is so valuable, and the old classmates burst into tears with gratitude.

"Understood, get out." Everyone waved his hands to drive him away, and continued to discuss the disappearing hero.

"Lao Ma said he went to the office, hey, did you look for Mr. You's office?"

"Well, someone went there just now and found that the door of the office was not open, so they thought there was no one inside."

"Do you want to go find it now?"

"Ahh! Another class is almost over! What should I do now, who can go and find Teacher You?"

The official performance is about to take place, and now is the most critical time.

The whole class has to go on stage, and each group wants to memorize their lines before the start, so as not to be thrown out of the school later in embarrassment.

And the few judges who were relatively free were the first to go up today, sitting in the judges' seats the whole time, and couldn't get away from them at all.

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, everyone expresses embarrassment.

Just when they were pulling each other's hair out of worry, a familiar clear voice drifted over from the side.

"Are you looking for me?" You Qingluan appeared out of thin air, put on silver-rimmed glasses after a long absence, and slowly walked over to tease, "Why, I won't be watching from the audience, everyone is so nervous that they won't act anymore?"

He looked especially handsome in glasses, which caused a few little girls in the stands next to him to discuss excitedly.

"Dad! You are finally here!" Jing Yuxuan was wrapped in toilet paper, opened his arms, and rushed towards him affectionately to hug him.

You Qingluan stepped back, dodging the attack of the toilet paper monster, and frowned with disgust, "Son, didn't I prepare a costume for you? What's the matter with this toilet paper?"

You Qingluan is busy with work, so she can be lazy during the rehearsal.

So until now I found out that Jing Yuxuan made a tutu skirt by himself out of toilet paper and old umbrellas.His craftsmanship is very good, and the little skirt is very Lolita-style.

"Cough, cough... There was a bit of a surprise in the middle." Jing Yuxuan's face was full of embarrassment, and his eyes drifted and said, "I think toilet paper looks better, leading the fashion trend! Dad, don't worry, the toilet paper on me is clean, and I haven't made it. Strange things happened!"

"Jing Yuxuan, shut up! We don't want to know what you are doing to buy so much toilet paper!"

"Dirty! Rascal! What are you talking about in front of girls?"

"Ahem, it's actually because his waist is too thick. The Guanyin clothes in the theater look like a backless outfit." Zhu Ran explained clearly in a few words, and asked eagerly, "Teacher You, where is Chi Xi?" Are you over there?"

You Qingluan guessed what they were going to ask, and admitted generously, "Well, you guys go on stage first. When it's Chi Xi's turn, he will definitely be on stage."

"Huh... that's good." Zhu Ran finally let go of his hanging heart, and greeted, "It's our turn, everyone go up first. After so long rehearsals, we have worked hard, and the performance will definitely not be a problem. "

"Yes, our ninth class is the coolest!"

"My old lady must show off the audience, sisters, go!"

"Hahahaha Jing Yuxuan, you are enough, who is your sister?"

"Excessive! I was about to be moved, but you ruined the atmosphere."

You Qingluan stood under the steps and looked at them, stretched out his hand to push down his glasses, and said with a light smile, "Come on."

"Dad, don't worry, I will definitely honor our ancestors!"

"Heh." You Qingluan laughed twice, and said seriously, "I don't ask you to honor your ancestors, but I hope that when people ask in the future, you don't say my name."

"Dad, what about the promised father's love like a mountain?"

"Hahahahaha, I was expelled from the school on the spot, it's too miserable!"

With someone sitting in town, the atmosphere couldn't be serious at all.

The students in Class Nine laughed from ear to ear. Even if there were a few nervous students occasionally, they were diluted by the joyful atmosphere.

You Qingluan watched everyone step up the steps with their shoulders and backs crossed, then turned around and walked to the auditorium reserved for teachers by the school with long legs.

The first two rows of the auditorium are reserved for the head teachers of each class. The seats are prepared strictly according to the number of teachers, and there are not many benches.

The other teachers were also idle, and came early to watch the show.

They chose the seat in advance, and as a result, only the most disgusting teacher was left in the entire area, and the chair next to it was still empty.

But the teacher didn't realize it, and was cursing with a straight face, criticizing the school for not having a new orientation party.

You Qingluan went straight to that position, not only did not have any intention of repelling, but also turned to greet the person next to him, "Mr. Zhao, hello."

"Hmph!" Seeing him, Zhao Naihuang snorted coldly, as a response to You Qingluan.

The other teachers who were secretly observing were muttering in their hearts that Zhao Naihuang and the new head teacher of Class Nine had torn their faces, which had already spread in the school and everyone knew about it.

It was assumed that, at least in public, the two would put on a little superficial effort to keep their co-workers on good terms.

Unexpectedly, the new teacher took the initiative to show his favor, but Zhao Naihuang had a cold face, and he didn't bother to maintain the plastic colleagues.

Alas, Mr. You is so pitiful, he is so begging for perfection.

The melon-eating people who don't know the truth expressed deep sympathy for You Qingluan and increased their favorability a lot.The invisible strategy is the deadliest.

However, Zhao Naihuang, who has been defeated repeatedly, has already seen You Qingluan's true face.

Zhao Naihuang turned away and didn't want to talk to him, and beckoned to call a group of school committee members who had just finished the performance, and wanted to give him a lecture.

"After singing, let the students of our class go back to the classroom for self-study. They are already in the third year of high school. We must seize every minute and every second and not waste time." Zhao Naihuang demanded almost harshly.

The school committee rushed over to report, "Teacher, our classmates are thirsty after singing, so they all went to buy milk tea."

Zhao Naihuang became irritable when he heard this, and asked cursingly, "Buy milk tea? Who allows them to leave the school?"

"Before leaving the school gate, there is a small cart next to the playground. There are all kinds of flavors there. Teacher..." The school committee wanted to ask Zhao Naihuang if he drank, but he caught a glimpse of the coffin's face in the yellow bra, and hurriedly held back his words go back.

"Why is milk tea sold in schools? That kind of fancy drink is simply defrauding students and parents of their hard-earned money! The intentions are sinister! If you let me know who is the mastermind, I will definitely..." Huang Bramie became more and more righteous and indignant. , All vicious words are thrown out.

People worked so hard to push milk tea and snacks into the school, so that the students could benefit the public, but it seemed to him that it became a heinous thing.

The other teachers heard him scolding more and more, even knowing that Zhao Naihuang had such a temper, they still found it unbearable.

Only the boss behind the milk tea shop was more stable, his eyes were focused on the front, and he didn't seem to hear anything.

Just in the middle of the long scolding of the yellow bra, the 'criminal' Ma Hao finally sold out, ran over pushing a small cart, and called You Qingluan from a distance.

"Teacher You!" Ma Hao stopped the car in front of him, took out a small thermos cup from under the trolley, and handed it over, "Here! The coffee the store manager specially made for you is still hot! You sit here and watch the performance." Bored, do you want popcorn and chocolate?"

"No, I'll leave after watching the next performance." You Qingluan took the coffee, took out her wallet and handed over two bills, her tone was as gentle as a spring breeze, "Other teachers must be thirsty after sitting for so long , buy them a drink too."

The teachers in the other classes next to you who were envious of You Qingluan milk tea, when they heard this, their favorability for the new teacher was instantly full, and they hurriedly went through the process of pretending to refuse.

"Hey, what's the point?"

"How can I let Mr. You treat me!"

Ma Hao is already proficient in sales promotion, so he quickly said, "Teachers, you are welcome, I have collected all the money. Our Chumeng's strawberry and chocolate milk tea are delicious. If you don't like milk tea, you can try honey grapefruit. Teachers often talk, Drinking more honey is good for your throat."

"Really? I just have the cheek to thank Mr. You, classmate, please give me a cup of honey pomelo."

"I've had strawberries before and want to try chocolate."

"Okay~"

Ma Hao enthusiastically handed the milk tea and straws to the teachers.

After sitting for so long, the teachers felt hungry and thirsty, so they bought a lot of snacks from Ma Hao.

In just a few minutes, everyone had a cup of milk tea in their hands, eating and drinking in a joyous atmosphere, and all praised the car for its thoughtfulness

Only Zhao Naihuang couldn't help but sit there dryly, peeking into the cart from the corner of his eye, thinking about what he wanted to drink.

"Teacher Huang, Mr. Zhao, what flavor do you want to drink?" Ma Hao dragged it to the end before reluctantly turning to him, almost writing 'I don't want to invite you' on his face.

Before Zhao Naihuang could answer, You Qingluan took over and said, "Ms. Zhao doesn't need it, he doesn't like fancy drinks."

"..." The coffin-faced face in the yellow bra made it even uglier.

"Hahahaha!" The teacher in the back row couldn't help laughing, feeling that this wave of retribution was really refreshing.