Show off the whole class of scumbags, you call this the head teacher

"I'm sorry, classmate Lu Chen, the only one who gave the task to Mr. Lu is... I have wronged you."

After finishing speaking, he nodded towards Lu Chen with a full smile, and walked out of the classroom quickly.

Lu Chen sat on the stool, supported his forehead for a while, and finally said something helplessly.

"In these days... have men and women started matching mobile phones?"

teacher's office.

Lu Ze sat on the stool with his legs crossed, looking at Tang Yao who was a little at a loss.

He took out a letter from under the table and threw it to the little fat man.

"The manuscript fee bill has been mailed to the school, why don't you take it home to make the family happy?"

After hearing these words, the little fat man who was originally nervous suddenly darkened.

"they do not know......".

Lu Ze nodded. It seems that it is almost the same as what he guessed, and it is another family that does not support it.

It's also normal. For many ordinary families, reading is the only and best way they can think of.

Everything else is heresy.

"Do you like writing novels?"

"Hmm," the little fat man lowered his head and whispered.

"I have a plan...".

Lu Ze stood up, put his arm on the little fat man's shoulder, and whispered.

After a long while, Tang Yao, who was standing there, looked at Lu Ze with a dumbfounded expression.

"Mr. Lu, can this work?"

Lu Ze smiled.

"Why, don't you dare?"

The little fat man chuckled.

He raised his fist and waved it in the air.

"Teacher Lu, just watch it!"

"Okay, let's go back."

Seeing the aggressiveness of the young man in front of him, Lu Ze smiled and waved his hands.

Tang Yao picked up the envelope on the table and walked briskly towards the door.

"That's right," Lu Ze suddenly shouted.

"How much money did you make with this book?"

Tang Yao paused, turned around, and scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Eh...Mr. Lu, this book is quite impressive. It took more than four months to write, and I only made more than 3 yuan. I...".

"roll!"

Lu Ze raised his hand to pick up a ball of waste paper on the table, and threw it towards Tang Yao.

muttered in his mouth.

"Damn, don't learn if you're good, learn from Versailles."

"I wrote a school-themed novel in my previous life, and my head was bald, and I only earned a few packs of cigarettes. When I opened the writer's background and saw the numbers, I doubted life."

"Every day when I was preparing to type, I clicked on the software, and my eyes were filled with the bragging words of 'Genzi Wushuang' and 'Bai Qingmengwo'. It took me an entire afternoon to write a single word!"

"[-] is still going on the street, I'm bah!"

Complaining in his mouth, Lu Ze picked up the thermos and walked out of the office.

He walked towards the direction of the director's office.

......

Class thirteen classrooms.

There are less than 5 minutes until the next class.

Zhao Li's desk was full of excitement.

The enthusiasm of the students was still very high. After receiving Lu Ze's instruction, they gathered around to pay the class fee.

"Squad leader, here you are, class fee", Qin Wan took out a one hundred sheet from her pocket, and said in a low voice.

"Oh, wait, I'll find you right away."

"No squad leader," Qin Wan said in a low voice.

"The rest is for Song Yu, don't tell him..." The girl looked indifferently, and glanced at the seat by the window.

Zhao Li was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile.

After Qin Wan left, Xu Fei came to Zhao Li's side.

Throw a hundred out, turn around and leave.

"Hey, you give too much."

Zhao Li shouted towards Xu Fei's back.

"Damn it, you can't keep your voice down," Xu Fei turned back to Zhao Li with a speechless expression.

"The remaining 50 is handed over to Brother Yu. It's not like you don't know about his family's situation. If you speak so loudly, you'll die?"

Zhao Li gave him a blank look.

"My little lady has already handed it over, do you want to worry about it?"

Xu Fei was choked by Zhao Li, and he waved his hand after a while.

"I will help him pay the next time."

After finishing speaking, he ignored Zhao Li and walked out of the classroom quickly.

The third one is Tang Yao who just came back from Lu Ze's office.

He took out 200 yuan from his pocket and took a photo in front of Zhao Li.

"One hundred for me, one hundred for Brother Yu."

While talking, he ran to his seat.

There are still 3 minutes before class, so you can read the chapter just now.

"Hey, a lot, a lot."

Zhao Li screamed behind him, scratching his neck.

The little fat man didn't turn his head, and waved his hand back twice.

"Where there is money, there is money".

"This grandson..." Zhao Li laughed.

Then he took 100 yuan from his pocket and put it into the money pile.

Turning his head to glance at Song Yu who was thinking about something in his seat, he shook his head and smiled.

This is the loose sand that all of you laugh at, the trash class full of trash?

But what you don't know is.

Everyone in this class.

All have flesh and blood, affection and righteousness.

You will never understand.

I can't even envy...

Under the sun, Zhao Li grinned and spread out the crumpled money one by one.

Wrap it carefully with a piece of clean white paper.

Those who throw 100 yuan on their desks at every turn, don't they know if they have money?

On the surface, he pretended to be righteous and indifferent.

But for a long time to come, they had to live a life where three or four people took turns smoking a cigarette, and seven or eight people drank a bottle of Coke.

But they still helped Song Yu pay the class fee without hesitation.

Without blinking.

After collecting the money, Zhao Li got up and walked to Lu Ze's office.

When passing through a breeze-blown corridor.

The boy smiled happily and whispered a poem he adapted.

"Every time righteousness kills more dogs!"

"The warmth is all in... the scumbag class!"

Chapter 77 Welcome to Class Thirteen, Lesson [-], Learn the Rules First

Class Director's Office.

After Lu Ze gently placed the thermos on the table, he sat down opposite the middle-aged man.

"Director, are you looking for me?"

The man looked up at Lu Ze.

"You boy, I didn't ask you to have a tea party. You also brought me a thermos."

Lu Ze smiled.

"As you get older, drink more water and less stones."

The superintendent waved at Lu Ze, took out two cigarettes from the cigarette box, picked up one and threw it to Lu Ze.

"How did you prepare for what I told you earlier?"

"I offer a gift to Huaxia?"

"Yes, Teacher Renqin prepared it carefully, and even made a plan for me."

The level director said while throwing a few pages of A4 paper to Lu Ze.

Lu Ze opened his eyes and took a look.

He shook his head and took a puff of cigarette.

"This Qin Shou...".

"Cough cough", Lu Ze changed his title after hearing two coughs from the director especially deliberately.

"This Teacher Qin is really holding back his energy and trying to win me, and he has come up with a plan, and started to work hard secretly?"

"You kid, anywhere is good, but this mouth is not good!"

The superintendent pulled back the proposal from Lu Ze and cursed with a smile.

"Go back and prepare well for me. When the time comes, you will really be overthrown by others. Where do you put your face?"

"By the way, I'm looking for you today because of another matter. You have to take this matter seriously."

While speaking, the director took out a piece of paper from a pile of documents and pushed it in front of Lu Ze.

"There will be a test in two weeks' time, specifically for the second graders, closed examination papers and cross-marking, purpose...".

The level director gave Lu Ze a meaningful look as he spoke.

"Pull through the rankings, encourage the advanced and punish the inferior."

"What do you say when you are advanced, what do you say when you are late?"

Lu Ze asked a question.