"What reporter? What happened outside the school?"
At early 7:20 in the morning, the classroom of Class 2 and 7 of Senior High School was buzzing, with a little panic that had never been seen before. The little girls Chen Peipei and Chen Chaoying chatted excitedly and chattered. Discussing happily, outside the classroom, Jiang Sen, Shao Min, and Hu Qi just came down from the stairs in front of the classroom.
Just after turning the corner, the three met Ji Xianxi who was coming from the other side.
Before everyone entered the room, Xixi showed a smiling face and shouted happily in a tone that seemed to be gloating: "Ah! Teacher Jiang! You are amazing! Now there are reporters coming to the school to interview you !"
What's the mess?
Jiang Sen was slandering in his heart, but Ji Xianxi had already entered the classroom through the back door, and the girls in the room immediately began to ask questions.
"What happened?"
"Ji Xianxi! Did you see it?"
"Is the reporter here to interview Mr. Jiang?"
"That's no nonsense!" Ji Xianxi swept away the depression from eating shit just now, and his struggling face after only sleeping for a few hours. At this moment, his face was radiant, and he said loudly, "It's not about interviewing our naturally beautiful and magnificent Jiang. Teacher, are you still interviewing an ugly guy like me?" This young man finally found the best angle to disgust Jiang Sen recently, not saying that Jiang Sen's skin is not good, nor that he is handsome, but would rather hurt himself. It is also necessary to use this kind of deliberate flattery to make Jiang Sen feel uncomfortable.
However, this trick actually didn't have any effect on Jiang Sen.
Because Brother Sen has always firmly believed that he is so handsome.
"This judgment is very logical! Classmate Ugly is right!"
As soon as Ji Xianxi finished speaking, Jiang Sen immediately took up the sentence as soon as he stepped into the classroom. Ji Xianxi, who had ruined himself eight hundred times, was stabbed by Jiang Sen's knife on the spot so that he spurted blood, and the smile on his face froze instantly.
What's even more tragic is that after he was stabbed by Jiang Sen, no one took care of him.
"Mr. Jiang, what's the situation? It's like this just after returning from vacation!" Chen Chaoying, the recognized class flower of Class 2 and 7, naturally ignored Ji Xianxi, and hurriedly asked Jiang Sendao.
"Calm down!" Jiang Sen walked past her and said calmly, "There are bad people in the society, let the police uncle deal with them."
As soon as I was talking here, Xia Xiaolin trotted over in the corridor, ran to the door of the classroom, and looked at it in a panic: "Jiang Sen!"
Jiang Sen turned his head to look, and walked unhurriedly to his seat, put down his schoolbag first, then walked to Xia Xiaolin, and walked out with her. Xia Xiaolin pulled Jiang Sen up to the fourth floor, then frowned and asked, "Why did the reporter come to you?"
Jiang Sen asked back: "Did Haiyun fight with the reporter?"
Xia Xiaolin said irritably: "That's right! They were all called away by the police station, and the reporter was still lying on the ground and refused to get up, saying that the school would pay for it!"
"Come to school to touch porcelain?" Jiang Sen was also convinced, "What newspaper?"
"It seems to be some Nanjiang Metropolis Daily."
"Oh, the southern department, they are able to do it" Jiang Sen nodded slightly.
"Do you know each other?" Xia Xiaolin couldn't help asking, "Did you invite me?"
"You can say that, but I didn't invite it on my own initiative." Jiang Sen simply told Xia Xiaolin about the newspaper he read yesterday, but just in the middle of the conversation, the school's morning meeting radio rang. music.
"Forget it, I'll make an agreement at the morning meeting later! Let's go down first" Jiang Sen said quite naturally.
Xia Xiaolin stared straight at her and said, "Say it at the morning meeting! What did you say at the morning meeting?"
"Speak if you can. If you can't, look for another chance." Jiang Sen didn't care whether Xia Xiaolin understood or not, so he turned and ran away.
"This is half the story" She stomped her feet and followed Jiang Sen.
For a moment, in Dangdang's "March of Athletes", the playground on Monday was full of people again. From the middle school to the high school, all the students in the school seem to be talking about what happened at the school gate just ten minutes ago.
"Have Haiyun been arrested?"
"Haiyun beat up all the reporters? Awesome!"
"Fuck! Our school is going to be famous!"
The playground was full of noise, and they couldn't stop talking.
The audience muttered, dawdled for a long time, and finally stood up in their usual positions in their classes.
? on the radiobsp; In the political and educational office, Zheng Haiyun let go of those mischievous junior high school students long ago, sat there blankly, his eyes were a little dull, and he was still thinking about what Jiang Sen said just now, "Ms. Zheng is very good", and almost burst into tears. orbital. On the roof of the administrative building, the door of Cheng Zhanpeng's principal's office was wide open, and Chen Aihua and Cheng Zhanpeng sat inside, staring at each other silently.
Originally, Chen Aihua came here today to present an award to Jiang Sen, but because of the incident just now, he and Cheng Zhanpeng went to the police station to find out the situation, and when they returned to school, Jiang Sen was already pressing him.
Zeng Youcai, that idiot, can't even delay time.
"Zhanpeng, what do you think?" Chen Aihua was silent for a moment, then asked Cheng Zhanpeng.
Cheng Zhanpeng thought for a while, then sighed softly: "I think this matter is true in all likelihood. Those businessmen"
"No." Chen Aihua interrupted, "I'm not talking about this, I'm asking, how do you want to deal with it?"
Cheng Zhanpeng asked strangely: "What else can I do?"
Chen Aihua tapped on the table lightly: "I'm afraid it will be endless. What if those reporters in the morning go out and talk nonsense? It doesn't matter whether these media are here to hype, if it happens, will they have to go ten Fried on Bazhong?"
Cheng Zhanpeng frowned slightly. He had never encountered such a problem.
Just when it was feeling tricky, a voice suddenly sounded outside the office, "Principal, report the crime."
Johnson walked straight in.
Cheng Zhanpeng immediately raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why don't you go to class?"
"I'll leave as soon as I finish speaking." Jiang Sen said, "Report the case to the National Security Bureau, check the relationship between this reporter and him behind him, and check whether there are any foreign capital transactions. As long as there is half a dime in US dollars, we will insist that this person is a spy. , as a reporter, to smear the image of national institutions in the country, I just won the top ten outstanding students in the country, and he came to make trouble, what is the reason?
In our rural areas, if a dog wants to bite someone, it has to be killed directly! Today's incident cannot be treated as an ordinary public security incident. The Eighteenth Middle School is a sub-departmental unit at any rate. Come and leave as soon as you say it, is it a public toilet? This truth, we have to take advantage of it, and we have to make a reason for it if it doesn't make sense! "
Cheng Zhanpeng was terrified when he heard it, and looked at Chen Aihua.
Chen Aihua couldn't react, and asked Jiang Sen, "What if there is no one?"
Jiang Sen said with a chuckle: "Check it first, if there is any problem, let's talk later! If we can't find it, it's a misunderstanding at most. We check it secretly, and he doesn't know that we are checking him. But what if we find it?
Don't talk about smearing the Eighteenth High School at that time, he just wants to leave, and it won't be so easy! Those who want to recruit people over there, let their top leaders come here in person. Just kidding, do you really think you are the uncrowned king? Don't let these bastards know what a socialist iron fist is. If he dares to attack the school today, he will dare to attack the police station tomorrow. The rebels who committed chaos should be slapped to death directly! "
Chen Aihua frowned slightly, and tapped his index finger on the tea table lightly.
After thinking for a while, he suddenly clenched his fist: "You are right!"
Then he stood up immediately and said to Cheng Zhanpeng: "Zhanpeng, let's go to the police station to see if he is still there."
"Let's call." Jiang Sen walked directly to the desk, picked up the phone, and quickly dialed Wu Chen's number, "Director Wu!"
Wu Chen said lazily, "Who is it?"
Jiang Sen directly handed the phone to Chen Aihua.
Chen Aihua took the microphone, paused for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "Hello, I am Chen Aihua from the Municipal Education Bureau. We now suspect that the reporter who came to the Eighteenth Middle School to make trouble in the morning may be an enemy agent. May I ask who he is now?" Are you still at the police station?"
"Enemy agents?!"
Wu Chen, who was born in the army, immediately jumped up from the chair in the office with a grunt, "Comrade just wait a minute! I'll ask right away! The shit is here! I'll fuck his grandma!"
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