Don't follow the rules

Chapter 22

In front of the teaching office

Unable to resist Ning Yao's insistence, Chunyu still compromised and took him to collect the chalk.Although Ning Yao didn't intend to earn performance from the class teacher, she still had to hold on to the big boss's thighs, and she had to keep up with them at all times.After all, if the boss becomes the squad leader, no matter how hard he tries to commit suicide in the future, he will definitely not have his conduct points deducted. It's really nice to think about it.

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Chunyu knocked on the half-open teaching office door, stood outside the door: "Report!"

The indoor lighting of the teaching office is excellent, the large floor-to-ceiling windows are spotless, clean and bright, not at all like the decoration style of an ordinary school, but rather like a well-mixed manager's office in a commercial office building.It is full of the comfort of being able to turn the boss chair with coffee at any time and enjoy the night view of the city from the window.

"Come in." A muffled greeting came from behind the office chair facing the window. The man turned around slowly, looked up and down with half-opened eyelids, and raised his nostrils arrogantly, "New student? What are you doing here? "After speaking, he brushed the sparse hair on the top of his head.

"We need colored chalk for the class committee election for the next class, and Teacher Yang sent us to get some," Chunyu replied.

"It's so uneducated." The person on the chair looked unhappy. "No one taught you to ask the teacher first?"

"Hey, you old bald man, huh" Ning Yao immediately became angry, and just as he was about to exhale the fragrance, Chunyu quickly forced him to mute his voice.

Chunyu covered Ning Yao's open mouth and apologized to the teacher: "He has a bit of mania and neurasthenia. He is a special student in our class. Teacher, please don't be offended. I will tell him to get out of here." After that, he kicked Ning Yao. Kicked out.

Considering that the students here are generally well-behaved, this teacher probably has never seen a real thorn, and he was bluffed by Ning Yao for a while.He opened his mouth wide in a daze, and only recovered when Chunyu greeted him again.

"You, he is... rebelling against the teacher!" The teacher was trembling with anger, but it took him a long time to come up with a harmless idiom.

Chunyu didn't feel any pain at all, and continued to smooth the teacher's hair with a business smile: "Yes, yes, the teacher taught you."

The old bald man let out a sigh of relief. The student who wanted to scold him had already been packed and sent away. The student in front of him seemed quite sensible. He was also the dean of students, so he couldn't blame innocent students.The fist was clenched hard, but there was no place to deliver the punch. All he could do was swallow the stagnant cerebral blood clot into his stomach.

"The colored chalks are in the cabinet over there. Get them yourself." The old bald man wilted and came down.

"Thank you, teacher." Chunyu took out the chalk quickly with his hands and feet while thanking him, and even helped him carry a bag of garbage at the door, "Then I will take this bag of garbage out for you."

The old bald man finally showed his first good face: "Go, go. By the way, my surname is Sang, and I am the dean of your first grade. Remember to call me 'Director Sang' from now on."

"Okay, goodbye, Director Sang."

Be dignified and leave politely.The second he closed the door, Chun Yu gave Ning Yao, who was watching the show at the door, a flying knife.

"I told you to be honest and you are so honest?"

Ning Yao pretended to look at the sky.

Suddenly frowned.

"Brother, something doesn't seem right today?"

Chunyu: "Don't let me do this kid's trick of watching a flying saucer."

Ning Yao's brows tightened, and he shook Chunyu's arm: "Really, boss, something is wrong. It's clearly broad daylight, and the surroundings are so bright, but today it looks like... night?"

Chunyu stepped forward, approached the railing outside the corridor, and looked up at the sky with Ning Yao.

There is no sun and no clouds, but the sky does not appear clean and empty.

It was dark and depressing, with a slight uneven yellowish color, like a piece of fabric with irregular texture.

But under this sky, I have never felt the influence of the skylight. Even if the lights are not turned on, the entire campus is as bright as day.Not to mention that there are floor-to-ceiling windows in the teaching office, and the indoor light is like real sunlight.

Ning Yao groaned, Chunyu looked back at him, Ning Yao narrowed his eyes and recalled: "I remember... Teacher Yang and his office seem to have big windows too?"

The teacher's office has large sliding windows that are very bright, but this design is not outstanding in ordinary schools, and the two subconsciously skipped it. It was not until they connected with the floor-to-ceiling windows in the teaching office that they realized that the office was indeed well-lit.

When Ning Yao "entered the palace for the second time", Teacher Yang was holding a teacup and admiring the scenery outside the window.

"Boss, look over there." Ning Yao raised his finger and pointed at a place, "That one looks a lot like...a crack?"

Chunyu looked in the direction of his finger, and there were indeed a few gaps that looked like the clouds had cracked directly above the teaching building.

But it was clear that the sky was cloudless.

Chunyu: "It seems necessary to go to the roof of the teaching building to have a look."

Ning Yao: "Yes, it is necessary. But we should be late soon."

Chunyu:? ? ?
The school bell rings.

Only then did Chunyu realize that there were only 10 precious minutes after class, so he hurriedly dragged Ning Yao and ran away.

Ning Yao: "Hey, don't run away! You will be warned by the broadcast!"

Chunyu hurried to the brakes, glared at Ning Yao angrily, and could only quickly return to the classroom in the standard competition posture of a race walker.Leaving Ning Yao, who was not afraid of being late, laughing on the spot.

"Report!" Even though he tried his best to run the race, it was still impossible to undo the foregone conclusion of being late for class, so Chunyu could only bite the bullet and call for a report.

The class committee election has started for a while, and a classmate who had just finished his election speech was preparing to step off the stage.Teacher Yang looked unkind and asked: "School has just started, and everyone is breaking the rules! What have you been doing?"

Chunyu held the two boxes of chalk high and said with an upright expression: "Report to the teacher! A classmate informed me to get colored chalks during the break. I helped Director Sang clean up in the teaching office, but I accidentally didn't pay attention to the time delay. . Director Sang asked me to say hello to you!"

Teacher Yang was dumbfounded again. He thought he could take this opportunity to show his authority and pick up the teacher's dignity that had been thrown on Ning Yao, but he didn't expect that this seemingly innocuous student was actually a stubborn stubble.It took only one class to get mixed up with the dean.

Teacher Yang waved his hands irritably, signaling Chunyu to come in and sit down quickly.

However, Chunyu did not intend to sit down obediently. Instead, he went straight to the podium and wrote his name on the blackboard with colored chalk. After writing, he turned around and faced the dull classmates: "Hello, classmates, I am Chunyu, and I want to run for our election. The position of monitor of the class."

On the other side, Ning Yao, who was broken and broken, embarked on the way back to the classroom without any sense of urgency.

Enjoying the mysterious sense of superiority that the whole school attends class and strolls by oneself.

After wandering around for half a class, he finally lazily returned to the classroom.

"Report!" Ning Yao shouted reluctantly.

"Come in." Teacher Yang didn't dare to say another fart.

But at this time, another person had a strong opinion: "Student Ning Yao, you are innocently late for class, and your conduct points will be deducted by three points."

Ning Yao's sleepiness was instantly swept away, and she stood at the door with her eyes wide open.

Chunyu held a brand-new soft cover book, and said bluntly: "I am now the new monitor of Senior One (Class Three), and all the students' conduct evaluations must pass my hand. I will never show favoritism, and all the students should also learn a lesson."

(End of this chapter)