"I'll compensate you, I'll compensate you." The man cried and apologized: "I'm sorry, I know I'm wrong, I'll compensate you all."

It was completely beyond their expectations that Chu Zheng was so capable of playing.

Xiaojiu and the others have encountered each other several times, and they always lower their heads and go over quickly, as if they don’t want to cause trouble.

And they always carry so many good things, and they never saw Chu Zheng before, so they thought Xiaojiu was alone.

Most of the time, everyone takes nutritional agents. Xiaojiu eats these things every day. They feel a little dissatisfied and deliberately find fault.

"You don't need to pay." The boss Chu Zheng, who is not short of money, is very friendly: "I'll treat you to eat."

Everyone: "????"

"No, no need..." the man shook his head.

"Of course."

To be a good person, you need to share good things with others.

【…】The cultivation has been bad for eight lifetimes.

-

The teacher who heard the news arrived hurriedly.

What I saw was a few girls eating, eating noodles like dishes, and looking like they were indulged in love.

"Teacher, teacher...help."

The teacher came over and said, "What's wrong with you?"

When the teacher came over, someone immediately complained: "Teacher, she... she forced us to eat, I feel so uncomfortable."

The teacher looked along.

Chu Zheng moved a chair and sat there with her legs raised, and her posture seemed to be sitting on a throne.

"You... from which department are you?" The teacher frowned and scolded: "How can you bully your classmates?"

"Where did I bully them?" Chu Zheng tilted her head and asked seriously: "Isn't this unity and friendship?"

Unity and friendship...

The teacher probably won't recognize this word in the future.

"Which department are you from? Who is the tutor?" the teacher said angrily.

Chu Zheng didn't say anything.

-

Jinglan was lying on the stage and drinking. The air was filled with alcohol, but Jinglan looked very sober.

Someone sent a communication request, and Jinglan directly pinched it.

But the other party kept sending it over, and he impatiently answered it.

"Teacher Jinglan, your student has made a mistake, please come to the dormitory building immediately."

Jinglan raised his hand to block his eyes: "I don't have a student, you called the wrong one."

He pinched off the communication again.

A few seconds later, the communication came again.

"Chu Zheng, Xiaojiu, isn't your student?" The person on the other end was a little excited.

“Don’t know.”

"How come you...you are a teacher? You don't know your own students. What should you do if you don't come here?"

"Kill it."

“…”

This time, Jinglan blocked that person directly.

He sat down and drank two sips of wine, as if he remembered something, and pulled out two pieces of paper from the messy things.

The above is a notice of admission receipt for freshmen from the Department of Paleontology, and two names are arranged side by side below: Chu Zheng and Xiao Jiu.

Jinglan: “…”

"Grass!"

Jinglan took the receipt sheet on the stage and drank a bottle of wine to the end.

-

Professor Wei received the news when he came back.

Jinglan hit someone.

He rubbed his eyebrows with a headache: "Why did you hit someone? Did he drink? Why did you mess with him? Why are you doing nothing?"

The person over there replied: "Who provoked him? It was his student who committed the crime. We asked him to come and deal with it. He was fine, and he took action in just a few words."

Professor Wei was a little unresponsive.

Where did Jinglan come from the students?

A few seconds later, Professor Wei returned to his position: those two little girls!

"What's going on?" Professor Wei's face became a little more solemn.

The people over there said the matter in a few words.

Professor Wei laughed out loud after hearing this. The girl was cold and cool, and she ignored everyone and didn't expect to do such a thing.

"Professor Wei!" The people over there were angry.

"Ahem..." Professor Wei came down seriously: "It's just a conflict between a few students. There's nothing big about it. I will deal with this matter."

“…”

School is not a place for fighting, let alone a teacher involved.

The principal is not in the school, and Professor Wei is in charge of the business. If he said that, it is hard for the people over there to say anything.

Professor Wei can only handle it impartially.

Professor Wei found Jinglan's workshop - this place was specially made for him, both as a workshop and as a classroom.

Anyway, he is the only one.

The metal door was open, Professor Wei looked inside and saw Chu Zheng sitting on a machine, Xiaojiu was busy packing things.

The ground had been cleaned up where you could put your feet on, and Professor Wei walked in: "Cu Zheng, Xiaojiu."

"Professor Wei." Xiao Jiu shouted in a regular manner.

Chu Zheng only looked up and glanced at him, her eyes were cold and cold, and there was no warmth, as if she was looking at a dead object.

"Cough... Where is Jinglan?"

Xiaojiu pointed to the back of the shelf.

Professor Wei saw a shaking figure from behind the specimens, and he walked to the side of the shelf: "Jinglan."

A smell of alcohol overflowed, and Professor Wei had a look of "I knew it."

"What are you doing?" Jing Lan's voice came out, impatient, irritable, and a little angry, like an angry lion.

"You hit someone?" Professor Wei asked him.

"No."

"..." Everyone came to complain!

"Didn't I say, can you not drink alcohol at school? You even went to beat someone. What should I do if you said this?"

The man came out from behind the air and sneered: "If you don't stuff such two people into me, can I go to fight?"

Professor Wei: "??"

Didn’t this person fill out the admission application and stamp it?

What does it have to do with me?

I've come to stop it!

Didn't come!

I'm so injustice!

"What are you doing here? Don't you know how to move?" Jing Lan kicked the machine where Chu Zheng was sitting.

Chu Zheng didn't move at all, and turned her head to look at him.

"What are you looking at?" Jing Lan narrowed her blue eyes, and there was a lot of tension in the air.

Professor Wei inserted it into the middle: "Okay, why are you drunk?"

"I'm very awake." Jinglan kicked the machine again.
To be continued...