"Does the master think the Lord God is the enemy?"

Wu Jian was silent. After a long time, he replied: "Who knows? You can't draw conclusions at will when everything is unknown. But you still have to prepare for the future. Now, let me take care of my 'daughters' first."

Although it was not created by Wu Jian, the closer connection than bloodline undoubtedly made Wu Jian regard the Rose Girls as his daughters (owns), and I just hope that they were not created by Luo Zhen, otherwise Wu Jian would vomit.

"Aoi, go and check who Sakurada Jun's head teacher is and let him rest for a while."

"yes."

The next morning, Wu Jian went to school with a neat dress and tidy clothes. By the way, the mercury lights also flew all night. She wanted to tease Zhenhong, but she wanted to have a shocking appearance. After thinking about it, she couldn't think of a show that could achieve the maximum effect, so she decided to talk about it later.

I met many students along the way, and I didn’t respond much when I saw Wu Jian, after all, it was very ordinary.

When passing by the school gate, a teacher called Wu Jian, but he was an acquaintance and said, "Teacher Wu, you're too late, right? How can you set an example for students?"

"Sorry, sorry. Some things were done a little late last night, and I really couldn't oversleep." Wu Jian said with a smile.

Really...

The teacher inserted his waist helplessly, sighed and said, "By the way, the director has something to ask you for help, so you want to go find him immediately."

"I see."

Wu Jian nodded, put the bicycle down and went to the office.

"Director, are you looking for me?" Wu Jian asked knowingly, because he had to pretend to be a little bit like.

The director first blamed him and then assigned a task: "Teacher Wu, Teacher Meigang had an accident last night and had to be hospitalized for a while, so you are responsible for temporarily serving as the class coach of his class. Is there no problem?"

It was for this to let the poor teacher Megan be hospitalized (but there was compensation, and he would be fine if he lived for more than 120 years). It was for this, how could Wu Jian say there was a problem? He promised it on the spot.

Then, Wu Jian was about to meet the cute students at the class meeting.

The bell has been ringing, but Wu Jian could hear the sound of striking from inside before he could reach the door. It seemed that the students from all over the place were almost the same.
Chapter completed!