pampered by him

Chapter 92 "Complaint"

Zhu Li told her that Weici not only disrupted their family's business, but also participated in the investigation of the mummy case in the museum.

Not only that, Qiu Mo also participated in it.

How could this be?
Obviously none of them had anything to do with this case in their previous lives.

What went wrong?
Liang Zhaoyin frowned slightly, and the watercolors under her pen were also smudged into a large piece because of her distraction.

Seeing that her painting was destroyed, Liang Zhaoyin took a deep breath, tried to drive out the messy thoughts in her mind, and then lowered her head again to concentrate on painting.

Outside the classroom, Qiu Mo held his phone for a long time and did not make a call.

After struggling for a while, he turned off the phone abruptly.

Qiu Mo was let go.

She had promised him on Saturday that she wouldn't miss art class, but in the end she just played and disappeared without even saying hello.

Qiu Mo let out a sneer of unknown meaning, turned around and planned to leave.

"Hey, isn't this our famous Teacher Qiu? Why are you not in the classroom at this time and came outside?" A strange voice sounded, "Could it be laziness?"

The person who spoke was another art teacher in the third year of high school. He was extremely bald and had a wretched appearance.

I don't know if it's because of my self-esteem, after Qiu Mo became a substitute teacher, this Mediterranean teacher kept targeting him.

"As a substitute teacher, you also have to abide by discipline. Although you are only a substitute, you must take good care of the class and set an example for the students!" The sea began to blare again, and the arrogant look seemed to catch Qiu Mo What a terrific braid.

On weekdays, Qiu Mo didn't bother to talk to him, which made him think that Qiu Mo was afraid of him and dared not say anything.

But who would have thought that he would hit the muzzle of a gun today?

Qiu Mo looked sideways, his eyes were cold and cold.

Mediterranean still wanted to say something, but after meeting Qiu Mo's gaze, he was so frightened that he fell silent.

The unreasonable fear spread directly from the spine, and finally rushed into the brain, washing away the pride he thought he was right.

Mediterranean's legs couldn't help shaking, and his wretched face wrinkled like old chrysanthemums in the autumn wind, trembling from time to time.

Seeing his extremely stupid appearance, Qiu Mo sneered, turned and left.

It took a long time before Hai Hai came back to his senses from that look, his face turned blue and then pale, and he felt that his old face was completely humiliated.

Qiu Mo, who was waywardly absent from class, went to the principal's office.

The headmaster was strange and nervous about the big Buddha coming to his office at this time.

"You, why are you here?" The principal asked cautiously with a flattering face.

After being the principal for so many years, he has seen countless people, and now he can naturally see that the master in front of him is unhappy.

Qiu Mo ignored him, went straight to the sofa and sat down, then took out his phone and looked down.

The principal couldn't figure it out, so he could only make him a cup of good tea and wait quietly.

Qiu Mo tapped on the phone, deleted and added a message, added and deleted it, but in the end it still didn't send it.

The headmaster felt anxious watching from the sidelines.

In the end, the headmaster couldn't hold back any longer, and asked directly in his heart: "I don't know what's bothering you, Master Qiu? Or is it that one of my students made you unhappy? Why don't you tell me and let me share it for you?" Worry about it?"

The principal spoke carefully, for fear of offending the master.

Qiu Mo originally lowered his head, but after hearing this sentence, he paused, then turned his head to look over.

The headmaster looked a little nervous and didn't dare to take a breath.

"There is a student who doesn't come to class." Qiu Mo said.

(End of this chapter)