Chapter 101 Chapter 101

Song Mo went back to school.

The monthly exam will start next week, so today's evening self-study is extraordinarily quiet.

"Student Song Mo, teach me how to do this question?" A boy came over with a math solution.

"Let me take a look... Liji, let's see where I can make auxiliary lines..." Song Mo drew the figure of the topic with a pen.

On the podium, Liu An stared at her intently.

She was more and more worried that Song Mo would fall in love.

But fortunately, the freshman in class [-] hadn't entered the class again, they were just a few boys and girls gathering together for dinner.

"Momo, the teacher has been staring at you these days, more closely than the coquettish hero in romance novels staring at the heroine." Zhong Xiaoshu finished writing half of the paper, and couldn't bear to start talking to someone.

"Well, I know the reason." Song Mo had finished writing the test paper and was writing notes after the questions with a green needle pen.

Because Fang woke up.

There should be no girls who are not attracted to such a good-looking boy who is good-looking, nice-speaking, and good grades.

Teacher Liu was right to suspect, of course, only before she lost her memory.

Now, she only feels a little bit about Fang Xing, and more of it is guilt.

It is cruel to throw a person in the sweet memories of the past, and she wakes up, very cruel.

She rested her forehead and ran her fingers through her hair.

Thinking of him made her feel a little bad.

the other side.

Have a drink tonight, not a big bar.

Fang Xing sat by the bar, flipping through the documents in his hand.

These days at school, he investigated all the teachers who could be suspects.

"I said you can't be so boring, old six, there is a super pretty young lady staring at you at seven o'clock, obviously interested in you." The bar owner brought his order to the bar.

He was Fang Xing's dorm head when he was in college, but because Fang Xing, a weirdo, went to college too quickly, their dormmate life didn't last long and ended with Fang Xing's graduation.

"No need, I already have someone I like, so it's useless to be pretty." Fang Xing shook the milky white drink in his wine glass and took a sip.

"What does that girl look like? Does it look good with that beautiful sister who often came to see you when you were in college?"

"I think drinking X cub's milk in a goblet is really a good idea." Fang Xing answered without interest.

The head of the house didn't notice the problem, "Speaking of how your beautiful sister is doing now, if you're not interested, you can introduce me too, your boss is single."

He has occasionally met Fang Xing's older sister a few times, she is an intellectual beauty, and she is completely grown up in his aesthetic point.

Fang Xing sat up straight and leaned on the bar, "One of my two older sisters is in the entertainment industry, and they won't talk about marriage until they're 30. The other is busy with business all day long, so it doesn't matter if they fall in love, but she's very demanding. The first thing is that you must be more handsome than my younger brother. You have no chance..."

"It's not that one, it's the one who's younger than Jue Ye, who doesn't have the same surname as you..."

The boss was only halfway through when Fang Xing's face turned dark.

"Don't mention her, she is no longer my sister."

"what happened?"

"One day, he was caught stealing the company's confidential documents and kicked out." He made up a nonsense reason.

"That's too much..."

"I don't know people, I don't know my heart, so I won't mention her." Fang Xing turned his head and scanned the audience, "There is a girl who is very interested in you at ten o'clock, if you feel the same, go after her, don't disturb her." I watch things."

"What are you looking at, teacher profile?"

"Well, but I've checked all of them and they're all weird." He made the list.

Almost all suspicious teachers have not had contact with all the victimized students.

"What are you looking for?"

"I'm working as a private detective, looking for a teacher, and giving lessons to these people." Fang Xing took out a ballpoint pen, twirled it in his hand, and wrote and drew.

He always felt that something was ignored by him.

"If you want to say that you have taught these people, the scope is not limited to this kind of resident teacher. It is possible that another class came to replace the class." The head of the dormitory flicked his forehead lightly.

"Huh?" Fang Xing was slightly taken aback.

He seems to have ruled out that possibility.

He laughed, "Perhaps you are studying too fast, sixth son, so you haven't fully experienced the feeling of going to school. It can be seen that being a child prodigy is not entirely a good thing."

"Yes, I often skip class and go fishing in the countryside." Fang Xing took a sip of milk.

Being young and frivolous still has a price.

He picked up his pen and made a cross on the form.

Maybe he needs to change his mind.

Fortunately, the number of teachers in the entire Chengye Middle School is not too large. After eliminating most of the options, there are only a few options left.

"Have you ever skipped school before, kid?"

The head of the house was also surprised. He still remembered the first time he met Fang Xing, a boy two or three years younger than them. They only knew that he was recommended to enter the school. At that time, they thought he was a genius.

Now I find out that he is a student ruffian.

"Well, you also know that my family is rich, so I grew up in music and painting classes in college, and there are usually classes. I really don't have much time left. If you don't want to take classes, you can escape as soon as you can." Fang Xing accepted it. The notebook, turned the pen.

His fingers were very nimble, and the ballpoint pen fluttered between his fingers. It spun around in mid-air several times in a thrilling manner, and then fell back firmly in his hand in an instant.

With a slight movement of his fingers, he brought the pen to his lips, and with a slight blow, the pen disappeared from his hand.

"A rich man has to be a little self-willed."

This time it was the head of the house's turn to turn black, "This bar prohibits Versailles."

"Let's not mention that, your ten o'clock girl is almost impatient, don't miss out on marriage and be careful that Yue Lao will let you be single for a year." Fang Xing urged him to leave.

"Okay, if it's my wedding day this time, my future wife will throw you a bouquet of roses."

Brothers should bless each other.

The head of the house walked out from the bar and headed towards ten o'clock.

Fang Xing shook the wine glass and drank the milk in one gulp.

Before walking out of the bar, he glanced at the head of the house, and then turned away.

That scene was a little too wild.

He walked out of the bar surrounded by neon lights.

Step on the locomotive, put on the helmet, step on the accelerator, start the engine, and ride the moonlight all the way.

Song Mo slowly returned to the dormitory, and by coincidence, he ran into Zhuo Ruoxuan.

"What a coincidence."

"Good evening." Song Mo put his hands in his pockets and leaned against the elevator.

The two had nothing to talk about.

"That day in the backstage of the program group, you were the one who reported Teacher Wen, right?" Zhuo Ruoxuan said suddenly.

She also followed Wen Ruyu to the program group that day, and saw Song Mo enter the director's office with her own eyes.

"It's me." Song Mo generously admitted.

"Why expose her? Anyway, with your strength, it's fine if you have already advanced, why bother?"

If it wasn't for Song Mo's whistleblowing, Wen Ruyu's reputation would be ruined, and even her student would be affected.

Before Zhuo Ruoxuan finished speaking, a hand was propped on the side of her head, and Song Mo's face was close in front of her eyes.

His eyes were gloomy and seemed to have a violent look.

"Six words for you, shut your mouth."

 //Xingmo and his wife are actually school ruffians, the kind of students who have the characteristics of being a top student but have a very rebellious style of painting in their daily studies. If they are married, they are...

  //The last part of this chapter is Mr. Mo's domineering wall to the villain

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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