X high.

The best private high school in X City is a boarding system with very strict management. It has also become a school for many wealthy families to send their disobedient children to study.

The interior of the office is low-key, and there are several pots of daffodils swaying on the table.

The principal was sitting on the sofa, leaning forward slightly, listening intently. I don't know if it's too much trouble to run a school. The principal is only in his forties, but his head is already bald.

He pushed his glasses and looked at the father and son in front of him. A distressed father and rebellious son...

Very good, very in line with the admission criteria of this school. The key is that this father is rich, and I heard that he will donate a laboratory building, ahem.

The rebellious teenager standing upright looked out through the window. The backing of this school was indeed a beautiful mountain, but the school walls were very high, as if they were afraid that these students would sneak out. It is said that even the holidays are given for two days a month. People like him who live in other provinces can only leave after the winter and summer vacations.

This school is so boring.

But being able to avoid the mess at home, this school is not so unbearable anymore.

Wu Qiong retracted her gaze, her body stood like a benchmark, and when she looked at her serious father sitting on the sofa, there was a hint of ridicule in her eyes.

Father Wu showed the temperament of a successful person all over, and talked to the principal in a very gentle tone: "This child is not very good-tempered, I may have to trouble you to take care of it."

The principal helped him pour the tea, and hurriedly said flatteringly with a smile, "It's normal for a child of this age to be young and energetic, after all, he's still young." Just kidding, if you really follow this kind of parent's words about his child, you might turn your back. Just gave him shoes.

Besides, no matter how bad his temper is, can he be worse than that **** from the Zhang family?

That **** from the Zhang family...

The headmaster clenched the teacup tightly, only to feel that the blue veins on his forehead throbbed at the thought of the name. I think that when I first took over this school, I was still a person with thick hair, but the good days came to an end after a certain **** entered school a year ago...

What an unforgettable past.

Sure enough, as soon as these words were said, the face of Father Wu on the opposite side became a little better, and he was busy praising the school. The communication between the two was considered harmonious. It was just that in these short ten minutes, the middle-aged man looked at it several times. To the mobile phone, it seems to be comforting someone.

Wu Qiong, who was standing, could see the content of WeChat chat as soon as she lowered her head, her face became more and more ugly. Since the woman entered the room, my father seemed to be fascinated by a ghost. Father Wu was even afraid that he would be detrimental to his pregnant stepmother, so he hurriedly found a boarding school in another province...

Now I'm already thinking about what to do with myself, and I don't know if that bitch's belly is his seed!

His hands were slowly clenched, and a trace of hatred flashed across his slightly green face. He was obviously a teenager, and he could see how fierce and decisive he would look in the future.

Father Wu noticed something, his body stiffened, and he quickly turned off the phone.

"Then I'll leave this to you. I'll pick him up during the winter vacation." After saying this, Father Wu turned to look at his son.

The young man looked away a step earlier, even though he was deeply influenced by his grandfather's family, his standing posture was very standard, but his chin was slightly raised, and his thin lips were always cold and arrogant.

Father Wu sighed involuntarily. The relationship between him and his son has not been very good, and after remarriage, he has no time to educate him properly. This time, Wu Qiong used fake cockroaches to scare his pregnant wife into miscarriage, so he had no choice but to send people here.

After seeing the headmaster's response, he suddenly felt a sense of relief in his heart, stood up, turned his head and patted Wu Qiong's shoulder, as if he wanted to tell something.

The boy turned his head stubbornly.

This child is almost taller than him, but he still looks ignorant.

"Don't think too much about this matter, me and you... Auntie doesn't blame you, and the child is not hurt." Father Wu's eyes were slightly dim, but his words were somewhat gentle, and he said: "You are here Study hard here, and try to get back to City S after the college entrance examination. After all, our business will depend on you for everything."

You've already sent yourself here, what's the point of saying that?

Wu Qiong said firmly: "Farewell, I don't care!"

Father Wu's lips trembled fiercely, but after all, he didn't say anything. He took a deep look at him before turning around and walking towards the door.

This kid is so stubborn! Fortunately, his stepmother kept saying good things about the child. He subconsciously looked at the phone,

- "Husband, remember to leave more money for your children. Children of this age are good-natured. Don't shorten his pocket money."

Seeing the news, Father Wu's brows and eyes softened, and he quickly replied, "I see." Of course he didn't leave any money for Wu Qiong. It's hard to get out of this kind of boarding school. The money is enough for him to spend one semester. In fact, the family has never treated him badly...

I really hope this kid can learn better in this school.

Stepmother and stepson are really difficult relationships. The principal, who knew some inside information, looked at the hatred in the eyes of the boy looking at his father's back, and sighed. He hurriedly looked at the number of people in the sophomore class, and wanted to say if he was free... After seeing the familiar class, the principal's fingers trembled, then he took a deep breath and dialed someone's phone, his voice was a little hollow , "Mr. Xu, yes, it's me, there are still vacancies in your class, right?"

"There is a student here who wants to turn over, come and pick it up."

Although that **** from the Zhang family is in this class, it shouldn't be a problem, right? The bald headmaster didn't know why, but he felt a cold sweat on his head and wiped it quickly. Although the child has a strange temper, he should know what a friendly classmate is, right?

Teacher Xu is the head teacher of Class 7 of Senior 2, and she is a woman with a good temper.

After the headmaster coughed a few times, Teacher Xu was defeated, and honestly led the handsome and surly student to the class, while introducing warmly, "You will be in the second and seventh class in the future..." The headmaster Going out through a long corridor, you can hear cicadas chirping on the trees not far away. This high school is full of green trees and gorgeous flowerbeds.

Wu Qiong silently followed behind her, but when he passed a window, he seemed to notice something strange and raised his eyes—the boy by the window was born very well, with long legs on the table and a book in one hand. The double peach blossom eyes contained a sense of ridicule, and the pupils of the eyes were dark and deep, but they looked out lazily. A very beautiful young man, but his feminine appearance has a natural and dangerous aura, and people will never mistake his gender. The moment his eyes met, even his footsteps paused.

Four eyes facing each other.

The young man slowly curled his lips, sneered, and turned his head indifferently. The extremely dangerous sense of oppression disappeared in an instant as he turned his head.

Wu Qiong was startled and asked subconsciously, "Who is he?"

The head teacher's face was delicate, but his head started to hurt, and his voice became weak: "Zhang Xueyuan."

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Zhang Xueyuan, who was recognized as the school's boss, was seriously thinking about the problem at this moment.

As a girl born in a dog-blooded school, what should I do? As she thought about it, the corner of her mouth involuntarily evoked a sneer and mocking arc, and she had already started to write.

Go to TM's school bully, I'm the coolest kid in this school...

She looked at these words, pondered for two seconds, and solemnly added a few more words.

Add school grass.

Pi Yipi is really happy. She put the book on her face, and looked like she was about to sleep and rest, and her voice became a little quieter when she saw her movements around.

Just kidding, if you want to get along well in this school, you can't offend this person even if you offend the teacher.

Although, he won't hit you...

The smiling eyes under the book did not close the rest, but quickly restrained all smiles, and the excellent face was a bit thoughtful. If I remember correctly, the legendary school bully this semester is the male protagonist. It's time to transfer to this school...