Whenever the leaders inspected and expressed their condolences, most of them were coquettish, the process was slow, and the result was unpredictable. The inspection team accompanied by Ouyang Zhilin could not escape this rule.

Along the way, several vice principals took turns to introduce the teaching buildings and infrastructure along the road, and other middle-level leaders would occasionally get in. From the principal's office to the third teaching building, a total of two miles, a group of people walked for more than ten minutes before they could get into the classroom where Class 1 (16) of high school was located.

"The place with the most students is the classroom in Class 1 (16) of high school, and Wu Pu is in this class." A middle-level leader introduced.

Wu Youzhong nodded seriously and said, "Well, it seems that the students of No. 1 Middle School are very friendly. Knowing that Wu Pu's classmates are sick, they rushed to visit. No. 1 Middle School is worthy of being the first to win the middle school of No. 7 Middle School. This is inseparable from the efforts of Principal Ouyang and his colleagues over the years. The people of Qinghe City should thank you!"

"Where are there—" The crowd quickly became humble and polite, but the joy in their expressions could not be concealed.

Ouyang Zhilin's brows frowned slightly. As a gardener who has been engaged in education for more than 30 years, he knows too well about students.

Friendship? Far.

It’s not that young students are not friendly, but that not many young people are friendly enough to care about and greet a new classmate, not to mention that this new classmate has just made a big joke that everyone knows.

I'm afraid, it's mostly rare!

Principal Ouyang was too lazy to pay attention to these things. He never advocated stifling the curiosity of the teenagers, nor did he advocated framing students too tightly. His teaching philosophy comes from the West, and occasional naughty can help students maintain their passion and interest in life.

Wu Youzhong's words are actually just like his name - he is insincere. Who has not had a student age? Who doesn't understand the twists and turns in the hearts of the teenagers?

Friendship? Far.

I'm afraid that most of the jokes are the most common.

Wu Youzhong Guan'er didn't do much, but the process was bumpy. He had experienced too many bumpy officials and officials from the lower level. The greatest ability of the officials and officials was to calmly cater to others and praise others. From this little cater to and praise, they could enhance their sense of existence and evolve into a sense of superiority.

This is what people often call official oil.

Wu Youzhong is naturally such an official. He said a few words of praise, on the one hand, he could give Ouyang Zhilin's favor, and on the other hand, he could also enhance his sense of superiority in front of these leaders of the No. 1 Middle School. Therefore, even if he had another idea in his heart, he still naturally showed an admiration, and then walked up to the third floor in a pretty good manner.

"Since the students are so enthusiastic, I don't think we need to ruin their interest. With us here, these children are in a hurry."

Ouyang Zhilin smiled and said, "Director Wu is very saying. People say that teachers and students are natural enemies. Although I have never figured out where this hostility comes from. But this is the truth. We all came from our students' days. Who can guarantee that when we were young, we could still face teachers as lively and active as we were on weekdays?"

"Haha, Principal Ouyang said it well. In this way, students and teachers are really natural enemies, haha!"

Ouyang Zhilin said: "This is just a nonsense. You can't be true. Director Wu should not spread it. Since that's the case, let's go over the overpass and turn from the second teaching building. It's almost lunch time, Director Wu will have to drink two more glasses of noodles later."

"It must be." Wu Youzhong nodded and responded, and the crowd turned around and stepped onto the overpass.

Suddenly, an uproar came from outside the classroom in the middle of the third floor, and then the crowd immediately scattered. The students quickly fled from the door of the first class (16) class as if they had seen a flood. They retreated far away, but did not leave. They all stared blankly at the door that suddenly became deserted. Many students were even sighing in horror.

"What's going on?" Wu Youzhong stopped and asked in confusion.

The others were also confused. Ouyang Zhilin frowned slightly, as if he had noticed something, and said, "Director Wu, let's go there first. Director Kang, go over and see what's wrong."

Kang Youliang is the director of the Political and Educational Department. He has been in charge of student work for many years and is experienced. When he sees the students' escape, he already knows what happened. He nodded helplessly, turned around and walked towards the classroom of Class 1 (16) of high school.

"Wu Pu, you are a mess, you are dead, my dad is Wu Youzhong..."

However, just as he stepped onto the third floor, the hysterical roar cut through the noise of the students like an arrow through the clouds, and shot over at an extremely fast speed.

Before he could take two steps, Wu Youzhong stopped and his expression suddenly became dark. He suddenly turned around and walked up to the third floor, just in time to meet a group of people who were rushing out of the classroom of Class 1 (16) in high school.

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Wu Pu had been fighting black boxing for many years in his previous life. He was known as the "boxing ring hunter" in Southeast Asia. The implication is that he had exquisite fists and feet, and was cruel to the enemy. Going to the boxing ring was like hunting. Therefore, the word "kindness" is obviously inappropriate to describe him.

But after rebirth, his family avoided disasters and his unsatisfactory life was far away from the sky. His mood was naturally much brighter than before. What's more, he was facing a group of teenagers, so he couldn't do anything ruthless.

These are naturally changing.

So, he simply sucked Wu Qingfeng several times. Faced with the surroundings of others, he jumped out of the classroom with agility.

The corridor outside the classroom was filled with students watching the excitement, which did not put much pressure on Wu Pu. He pushed the crowd away in just a few seconds, and he quickly rushed towards the overpass at the end of the corridor.

His speed was naturally extremely fast. He rushed out of the crowd without seeing any signs of consumption. When he was about to see a group of people who were shiny and slid into their belly. Before he could think too much, he slipped and almost walked around the head and rushed over.

"Wu Pu, you're dead today..."

Behind Wu Pu, the onlookers fled away like frightened grasshoppers. Wu Qingfeng led the companions to chase after them with one chair leg.

"stop!"

Wu Youzhong saw his son who was octopus-like, and he was angry in an instant and scolded him like thunder. And he glared at the same time like a red-faced Guan Gong, and slapped his son on his face with a "slap".

Suddenly, Wu Qingfeng was stunned. He was slapped by Wu Pu, and he was full of anger. He just wanted to peel off Wu Pu and cramp it. He chased him out without thinking. Where could he have time to check out who there were people outside? He was suddenly slapped in the face, and he woke up from his anger. He actually saw his father's angry face. He was stunned.

"Dad - Wu Pu's mistress beat me!"
Chapter completed!