Stopped!

Who...who provoked this aunt...

"It's a message from Teacher Ding Xiulan..."

The principal raised his eyebrows and looked at the vice principal with a helpless expression.

The vice principal's expression changed, his beard trembled, and he covered his stomach with his hand: "Principal, my stomach hurts. It seems that I ate something unclean in the morning..."

God, my stomach hurts! What the hell is going on with you!

The principal rubbed his temples with a headache on his face.

Ding Xiulan is the great-granddaughter of the first old principal of Zulong Gaowu; she is also the only daughter of the current minister of the Department of Martial Arts, and the eldest grandson-daughter-in-law of the fourth old principal...

As the seventh principal, the current principal suddenly felt the urge to resign.

I don’t want my mobile phone anymore, and I don’t even read any news...

If it's good news, it's impossible to send hundreds of messages in a row, right?

That must be reported face to face to achieve the best results!

Since it's not good news, it can only be bad news, and it's super bad news. Judging from the mobile phone's frequency, there must be at least two hundred messages!

The true meaning of this move is actually to vent anger, to vent the rage that cannot be contained but has nowhere to vent for the time being...

"Bring me your phone and take a look..."

The principal touched his head and sighed.

The impulse only lasts for a moment. As the principal, I still have to do what I have to do. What I need to face will eventually be faced!

…

Nanjicheng. Arena.

The temporarily suspended battle resumes.

Zuo Xiaoduo stood with his sword in hand and said solemnly: "Captain Zhou, today's battle between you and me has nothing to do with what happened before. Please concentrate on the battle."

Zhou Yunqing said calmly: "Teacher Gu Yuanhang's warning did indeed create unfairness. I accept this. This is an indisputable fact. However, he helped me after all. I also accept this feeling."

Zuo Xiaoduo said: "I hope it won't affect your state of mind. Concentrate on the battle."

Zhou Yunqing smiled gently: "To each other, you got angry just now. I hope you won't affect your state of mind and concentrate on fighting."

Zuo Xiaoduo sighed: "Old Zhou, you are such a gentleman, it makes me embarrassed to tease you again. To be honest, during the war, I hate meeting people like you the most; but after the game, we still

We can make friends."

Zhou Yunqing laughed heartily: "It's not bad to make friends. But if you make friends with me, I'm afraid you have to be mentally prepared for my constant preaching."

Zuo Xiaoduo was stunned for a moment, his face turned ugly, and he said: "Then let's forget it."

With Zhou Yunqing's personality colliding with Zuo Xiaoduo's, if he really made friends, it would be as if Zuo Xiaoduo had a class teacher with him.
Chapter completed!