Mu Xuehao smiled brightly at Xunmi. He could be with her every day openly.
He was so happy. Spinning in circles ~ (≧ ▽) ~
"Teacher Bao, I'll leave Student Mu to you. Take good care of him."
The principal said suggestively, breaking the strange atmosphere in the room. Then, he slipped away.
God knew that this person came to look for him early in the morning. He thought it was something important, but …
Sigh. Another person who fell for Teacher Bao's beauty. The principal's head hurt even more when he thought of his son.
However, he had no intention of firing Xunmi. Even though he knew that she hurt his son on the first day, he was not angry.
He was just relieved that someone could finally subdue that kid.
There were no parents who did not love their children, but they were not the kind who only knew how to indulge their children.
For the sake of the long term, if they did not learn well, what would happen to their children if they were gone?
When the time came, who would clean up the mess for them and help them solve their problems?
Therefore, the most fundamental thing was to let them control themselves and be arrogant when they did not rely on external forces instead of relying on their status.
Many people had come in the past. At first, they were full of confidence and promised that they could do it.
However, the reality was that they all resigned. This time, he finally saw hope.
It was just that … his son seemed to have kicked an iron plate a little too hard this time.
"Teacher, I'm a little short-sighted. Can I sit here?"
Mu Xuehao did not care about the people in the classroom. He stood beside the podium and looked at you with his dark peach blossom eyes, deep and quiet.
If you were not careful, you would be sucked in and then involuntarily agree to his request.
Unfortunately, Xunmi was not an ordinary person.
She crossed her right leg over her left leg, tiptoed, and supported her chin with her hand. Her lips curled into a bright smile, and her face softened.
Just when Mu Xuehao thought that she was going to agree, she spat out two words from her red lips.
"No."
His face fell instantly. He was rejected again. Why? He was so obedient.
He did not care. He wanted to sit here. He wanted to be closest to her.
"I have a question. This … Student Mu?" Xunmi paused. She scanned him from head to toe and continued.
"You're already at the age of a student uncle in our class, yet you're still classmates with young people. Don't you feel embarrassed?"
She held her face with a smile and stared straight at the changing expressions on her husband's face. She felt happy in her heart.
Mu Xuehao felt wronged. Did she despise him for being old?
But he wasn't even twenty-five yet. He was in the prime of his life.
What's there to pay attention to that bunch of brats who haven't even grown out their hair yet? No, I'm going to protest!
"Teacher, you discriminated against me and made me unhappy. I have to sit here before I can forgive you."
Xunmi was speechless. His hands were itching again. Which eye did he see her discriminating against him?
"Don't explain. I saw it with both of my eyes," Mu Xuehao replied confidently.
He walked over to the empty table that he had discovered earlier. Regardless of whether Xunmi agreed or not, he directly moved the table under the podium and placed it there.
Ignoring the burning gazes on the stage, he sat down calmly, placed his hands flat on the table, and looked at Xunmi with a serious expression.
He even asked very obediently, "Teacher, can we start the class now?"
Grade Three Class A: F * ck, Master Mu is so domineering. He made the homeroom teacher admit defeat. Excited.
Thinking about how they had been suppressed for so long, they finally saw someone who could bully her. The entire class was boiling with excitement.
They seemed to have seen a free and beautiful tomorrow (☆ ▽ ☆).
Xunmi didn't argue with her husband because …
"Today's class meeting is to tell you that tomorrow is the first mock exam."
“！！！ No way, the exam is so soon. "
The classroom was immediately filled with cries. Obviously, they hadn't forgotten the punishment that Xunmi had mentioned before.
Therefore, at this moment, one by one, they were lying on the table with nothing to live for.
Because Mu Xuehao had just arrived, he couldn't understand their mentality at all. He could only stare at Xunmi and smile foolishly.
Xunmi also gave her husband a rare kind smile, but there was something more in it.
Mu Xuehao didn't understand, but the others did. They all looked at him sympathetically.
"…" Mu Xuehao shrugged indifferently. Who cares? It has nothing to do with me.
"I only have one request. Not! Not! Cheating! "
Xunmi narrowed her eyes, flashing a dangerous light. "If I find out that anyone dares to play tricks … you know what will happen."
Everyone, who was sitting upright and still, straightened their backs even more.
Such a blatant threat, what else could they say?
It was so hopeless.
Xunmi asked them to revise by themselves and left. She was quite assured about the people in the class. As for the older child, who would care about him?
Mu Zuihao blankly watched XunMi leave. His entire body felt unwell. She left just like that?
What happened to the class? Where was the homeroom teacher?
Had he been tricked?
"Uncle, you …" Qin Yang wanted to ask his uncle to revise, but his uncle's gaze was so scary.
Why don't we just keep it to ourselves? It was obvious that his uncle didn't want to listen. It had nothing to do with him.
Thus, Qin Yang, who had decided to trick his uncle, lowered his head and pretended to be dead.
In his confusion, Mu Xuehao ushered in the so-called model.
If it weren't for Xunmi's invigilation and her repeated orders, he wouldn't have been forced to do it.
But … why did Lu Xun write "Hometown"?
It was fine if he wrote it, but why was there a "pitiful thick wall" between "me" and middle-aged Runtu?
Who the hell knew what the thick wall was? He didn't even know "Hometown".
And what was Lao She's "Winter in Jinan"?
Not to mention the strange words at the end. He knew every word, but he couldn't understand the combination of words.
Could he hand in a blank paper?
Yes, he could. It was his fault for not being able to understand it.
He wrote his name, threw the pen aside, and began to stare at Xunmi, who was pacing back and forth.
Aiya, my wife is so beautiful. Her hair is so smooth. I want to touch it. Her face is so tender. I want to kiss her. Her body is so good. I want to hug her. I want to … Hehe …
Slowly, his whole body lay on the table. His eyes were infatuated, and there was a suspicious liquid at the corner of his mouth.
If it weren't for the fact that everyone was trying their best to do the questions and didn't want to go below ninety and be the last, they would have laughed out loud.
Xunmi's footsteps seemed natural, but in fact, they were a little stiff.
Anyone who was stared at so passionately, especially when that gaze wandered unscrupulously, would feel uncomfortable.
She tried hard to suppress the anger in her heart and silently told herself that it would be over soon.
When the results were out, she would teach him a lesson.
Don't worry, she wouldn't be biased. She would do what she wanted and ensure fairness!
The corners of her lips curved into a sinister smile. The students who happened to see it trembled and curled up nervously, afraid that they would be noticed.
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