The self-cultivation of the general attack

Ever since the brothers of the Su family confessed to each other, Su Shaoli has become more and more diligent in running to the science teaching building.And Su Shaozhe would occasionally come to visit the liberal arts teaching building under the pretense of a good name.

Gao Qingchen was dizzy from mouthfuls of dog food, so he ran to Ji Yuqing's class after class.

Falling in love in high school is like doing something outrageous to your ancestors.

Regarding the fact that the brothers of the Su family were becoming more and more intimate on campus, the dean invited Shen Lan with a cold face.

It was the first time for Shen Lan to be invited to the school office for tea, and she was a little excited.

After all, when she was a full-time mom, Zhe Li's two children never allowed her to enjoy the honor of drinking tea in school, except for the feast that must be held every semester - the parent meeting.

"Mrs. Su." The dean deliberated on his choice of words, and started the good habit he had kept since elementary school - making small reports.

Shen Lan listened long-windedly, smiled very kindly, and threw a blockbuster. "But I think it's fine."

"But it has affected the studies of other parents' children." The dean was stunned for a while, and continued to persuade them earnestly.

"Love in high school is irreversible. In the best years, who doesn't want to have a vigorous love with no edges, heaven and earth, and then dare to have a love with you."

"If this kind of thing can't be completely avoided, then I suggest that the dean can introduce new school regulations in a timely manner [The grades of both parties in the relationship must be within the prescribed grades, and they can openly show their affection.]"

"As for the grade ranking of this regulation, it can be determined according to the situation. This will not only help to improve students' enthusiasm for learning, but also help other junior three graduates to be interested in the open policy in c, so they choose to study here."

"Well... I suggest that I just mention it here. If there is nothing else, Mrs. Su will leave first." Shen Lan smiled.

The teaching director sat there with a livid face. This kind of plot...is there something wrong with the way he opened it?Apparently, he didn't ask her to come here to give advice.

"Mom, I'm losing. I'm willing to bow down." Su Shaoli, who had been eavesdropping outside, rushed over and hugged Shen Lan.

"I can imagine the expression of the dean. He must be thinking why there are such stubborn parents in the world. Hahaha~"

"Little Shaoli...Compared to this, I found another cute you in your school's forum." Shen Lan picked up the phone and clicked on a recording.

【recorded】

Fuck, who is this?who is it?Su Shaoli's mind froze again, and he listened to it several times with his mobile phone in disbelief. It was really his and his brother's voices.

"I'm full of anger, I really gave birth to a good son." Shen Lan locked the phone screen, her eyes were full of gloating. "It's been half a week, haven't you checked the forum?"

"No." Su Shaoli felt so aggrieved, would a person who is busy teasing men every day still pay attention to new trends on his phone?

No wonder so many people looked at him with that strange look, and it seemed that no one told him after discussing it.

So in the end who recorded that mentally handicapped conversation? !

Gao Qingchen is busy looking for primary school girls hehehe, Su Shaozhe is a standard school who doesn't touch mobile phones, no wonder Su Shaoli only knows now.

"By the way, Ke Ke is also in your school, right? Come to the recording studio on weekends, Ke Ke knows where it is." Shen Lan put away the idea of ​​adding fuel to the fire, patted his son who was getting more and more popular, and walked towards the science teaching building.

Ahhh, I have a good idea.

The woman with a dark heart gave a sneaky smile.

The author has something to say:

I'm still living without wifi.According to the manuscript I saved, it should be sent once again. (＞﹏＜)