Or are you just perfunctorily telling us that you know martial arts, and then come to our house to eat and drink together? ¡¯ As the vice-principal spoke the last words, her voice suddenly became harsh and her eyes became sharp.
At first, the school asked her to find a martial arts instructor, but she found Ye Han and contacted him after finding many friends.
But looking at Ye Han now, it seems that he doesn't even remember what he did, which makes him have to suspect that she was cheated by those so-called liars, or they were all cheated by Ye Han.
The vice-principal is serious about her profession, and she's not the only one looking for a martial arts instructor this time. If Ye Han is really of mixed race, it will be a big stain on her career.
Therefore, her mood can be imagined now.
"No, no, I know martial arts. How can I not know martial arts?"
Ye Han scratched his face and said.
Seeing Ye Han's appearance, the vice-principal was even more puzzled, but he regained his composure on the surface, and said coldly:
"Then I wonder if Teacher Ye Han can demonstrate your martial arts? It's not that I don't believe in you, it's just that this kind of thing is related to the safety of the students and cannot be ignored."
Ye Han saw that the vice principal was serious. He knew that if he concealed something, even if the system gave him this identity, it would not be impossible to lose it, so he had to say:
"Martial arts cannot be performed here. It is neither fish nor fowl to perform outside."
"Oh? What do you mean?!"
The vice principal put his arms around his mouth and looked at Ye Han coldly. The suspicion towards Ye Han was even more serious. If she doesn't have any hope for Ye Han, and doesn't have any obsession with her professional perfection, I'm afraid she will throw Ye Han out.
"Yes, it is like that."
Ye Han hesitated for a while, then walked to the desk, raised his hand, bent over, and slowly raised one finger.
boom!
Just when the vice principal guessed what Ye Han was doing, Ye Han's fingers lightly touched the composite board table, and then a loud voice sounded like champagne. Ye Han's fingers directly broke a finger-sized hole on the table!
But Ye Han stuck his finger on the desk and didn't take it out. He quietly looked at the vice-principal, with a smile on his lips and said:
"Vice-Chancellor, many may be able to do this, but at least, it's not a mixed bag, is it?"
plump
The deputy dean swallowed hard, looked at the fingers stuck on the desk, and slowly pulled them out. The coldness in his eyes disappeared quickly, and he crossed his hands in front of him, trembling unconsciously.
"Mr. Ye Han, I'm sorry, I misunderstood you. I hope you don't forgive me."
The vice-principal was able to flex his muscles, and after finding out that the stain in his career had disappeared, he became more enthusiastic about Ye Han again, and Ye Han's original title of "you" became "you" again.
"Haha, no problem."
Ye Han smiled casually and gestured with his hand, but in his heart, he somewhat disliked the vice principal. At first Ye Han thought the vice principal was fine, but now it seems that he is also peeing with the security guard.
Seeing that Ye Han's attitude was the same as before, the vice principal thought that Ye Han didn't care. She guessed right, Ye Han didn't care. He just hates her, but nothing substantial.
"Mr. Ye Han, I have also seen this office. I will take you to the playground. After that, I will take you to see the principal." (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com