The domineering husband and wife of the cruel school god

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Director Xing made a speech at the routine school trip summary meeting, and Chen Shu was in charge of meeting minutes.

The meeting place was at the town's song and dance studio. Tangning took a group of people to clean up the venue early on. Forty or fifty small benches were packed side by side to fill the room. When Wu Jing and the others arrived, Tangning was in The face of rubbing hands and smiling was joyful.

As soon as Tangning saw the two of them, she automatically led them to a place on the left back, where six benches were reserved.

The orientation is also Wu Jing's favorite one. It is neither forward nor backward, so that the teacher's sight can be perfectly blocked by the body of the person in front, and it is convenient for him to talk to Yan Xinguang. In such a corner position, Yan Xinguang was forced to sit with him.

Tangning winked and said, "I know you two are going to sit together, am I considerate?"

After finishing speaking, he stretched his neck and looked behind him: "Where is your teacher Yan?"

Wu Jing didn't appreciate it, and said indifferently: "He's not here. Let me change the seat, this place is too far back, and I can't see clearly the demeanor of Lao Xing's speech later."

Tangning: "..."

After finishing speaking, before Tangning could react, he dragged Yao Bin to sit in the first row, facing where Director Xing was going to speak later.

Yao Bin looked left and right, feeling miserable, tugged at his sleeves, and said, "Sit here really? Are you afraid of being called out to answer questions later? I heard from people in the previous sessions that Lao Xing loved to go on school trips. At the summary meeting, get people up, and let him describe the most impressive thing in this trip with more than [-] words."

Wu Jing's mind is now to stay away from Yan Xinguang, so he is not afraid of Director Xing at all, so he snorted and said, "Say more?"

Yao Bin hastily raised his hands in surrender, and managed to coax this master well, he didn't want to say anything to offend him.

It was probably because Wu Jing's uncharacteristically straight back and listening attentively was too unbelievable. During the 10-minute speech, Director Xing glanced at him at least ten times.

When he finally finished his speech with "A year's plan lies in spring, I hope this spring outing can give everyone a good start to their study and life this semester", Wu Jing was clicked as expected.

Director Xing: "Okay, the protagonists of this event are you, not me, and I can't just talk about it alone. Wu Jing, please get up and talk about it. As for what you have learned from this event, I think you seem to want to Speak."

Wu Jing stood up slowly, his head was a little stuck: "Uh."

Director Xing: "Uh, what, let's talk about this event, what impressed you the most."

In an instant, dozens of pairs of eyes looked at him, and Wu Jing suddenly felt a thorn in his back.

In fact, he is often called up by the teacher to answer questions in class, and he has never felt so flustered like today.

One is because I used to have thighs to hug, no matter what I couldn't answer, someone would pretend to turn the book to the answer page inadvertently.

But today, that thigh is no longer beside him, and it has become one of the countless sights staring at his back.

The second reason is that today's question is a bit out of line, and Wu Jing is suffering.

He thought about it, and the "most impressive points" that immediately came to his mind were all related to Yan Xinguang.

The first night I slept with him, the second night I slept with him; the hug under the fence at night, the sense of gain and loss that has not faded this morning until now, the sudden joy and sorrow, all these are stuffed bit by bit. His mind was so full that he couldn't think of anything else.

But these certainly cannot be said.

After thinking about it for a while, Wu Jing decided to complete the task with a journal.

Director Xing knocked on the small wooden table: "We have so many activities, such as ancient poetry competition, mountain climbing, camping, and spring seedlings. I don't remember any of them? You should think about it carefully and organize your language well."

Wu Jing had no choice but to bite the bullet and said, "I arrived on the first day, and I saw the scenery of the small town. This small town has a fresh atmosphere different from the city... Everyone sang together at night, and the classmates became more harmonious, but... "

Director Xing: "Just what?"

Wu Jing: "It's just that there was a little accident at night. Although it took a lot of trouble, I also felt a warmer friendship with classmates..."

Director Xing rang the alarm bell and hurriedly interrupted: "What accident?"

These little bastards are so obedient under his nose that they don't even dare to fart. What else can he not know?

Wu Jing looked up at him, thinking that you slept so soundly that day, the snoring was so loud that I could even hear it on the third floor...

Wu Jing said honestly: "I can't say this. In short, I am here to thank the classmates who helped me. Thank you very much. It made me feel that there is true love in the world."

Those who knew the inside story of that night all silently looked at Yan Xinguang.

Yan Xinguang's back was straight and straight, without saying a word, he looked silently at the back of the person who stood up in the first row, and suddenly the corners of his lips curved, showing a shallow arc.

Yao Bin, who was sneaking back, thought he was dazzled.

Director Xing felt that what Wu Jing said was a bit off topic, but he didn't say anything, "Can't say it yet? All right, then you continue."

Wu Jing continued: "The next day is mountain climbing and camping. Teamwork, under the leadership of the team leader, our team climbed quickly and well, and reached the top of the mountain first... The next ancient poetry competition will be skipped. Let me tell you the reason.”

Tangning and the others took the lead in laughing.

Director Xing slammed on the table and shouted, "Quiet, quiet!"

Wu Jing also laughed for a while, and restrained his expression, "However, on the night of the camping, another accident happened. This accident gave me a deeper understanding of the human heart, and let me know that some people seem to be He looks like a model student, he is a good baby, but he is so vicious behind his back."

As soon as these words came out, there was a sudden silence in the audience.

No one expected that the previously cheerful tone would suddenly be pulled so seriously. Many students looked at each other and thought he was joking, but Wu Jing's expression didn't seem like he was talking nonsense. Dare to speak up.

Director Xing put away his smiling face, and even Yao Erniu who was beside him put away his stupid look, and winked with Director Xing on stage.

Director Xing looked Wu Jing up and down, and said, "Another accident? Can't we say it again?"

Wu Jing nodded and said sincerely: "It's true that I can't say it. But whoever I'm talking about knows exactly what I'm talking about."

There was no silence below, and there were small buzzing discussions coming from all directions.

The only ones who knew what happened that night were members of Team 666, plus Zhang Caijun himself.

At this moment, Yan Xinguang looked straight ahead without squinting, as if everything had nothing to do with him; Liu Lei lowered his head, quietly comforting Su Zhiye who had already shrunk into a ball; gesture.

As for Zhang Caijun sitting in the second row, his face was as green as shit, his lips were tightly pressed, and his fists were clenched.It's just that he rarely participates in gossip other than bragging about his academic performance, so basically no one notices his abnormality.

No one knew that Zhang Caijun greeted Wu Jing's ancestors ten thousand times in his heart.

Yao Bin lowered his voice and said to Wu Jing: "Aren't you planning to start messing with him now?"

Wu Jing gave him a look, "No, just by the way, give him a blow first."

Yao Bin: "..."

Director Xing finished talking to Yao Erniu, put his hands on the wooden table, and glanced down with eagle-like eyes. He could see who had ghosts in his heart at a glance, and said with a sneer, "Don't tell me? That's fine, I'll do it first too." Don't ask, you, you, you, you, and you, when I go back to school, I will talk to you one by one!"

He pointed at a few people with his chin, and accurately selected Duan Changhan, Liu Lei, Su Zhiye, Yao Bin, and Zhang Caijun. As for Yan Xinguang, it might be because his expressionless face was too convincing that he was not selected.

Director Xing went on to say: "Wu Jing, you don't need to continue talking. I understand, you little bastards, the life of these three days and two nights is rich and colorful, even I can't control it!"

Wu Jing sat down muttering, thinking, you asked me to get up and say it, and now you won't let me say it again?I have something more impressive to say...

For example, when planting in spring, under the care of an enthusiastic classmate, I learned the secret of planting eggplants, and then I was half-dead by this classmate.

That anger has not completely dissipated until now.

Well, thinking about it carefully, it seems that they didn't do anything to deliberately anger him. He was not wrong, it was Wu Jing who thought too much.

Wu Jing suddenly felt that he was doing quite well.It's not even a word, he seems to be a different person.

Director Xing obviously didn't have time to pay attention to Wu Jing's psychological activities, so he summed up a few words angrily, and then took Yao Erniu out to make arrangements for the night's homestay.

Seeing that the teacher had left, Yao Bin heaved a sigh of relief, stroked his chest and said, "You fucking scared me to death, I thought you were going to fight on the spot just now!"

Wu Jing: "I'm so mentally retarded in your heart? Besides, Yan... Didn't we discuss the plan a long time ago, to hit a snake with seven inches, I'm not that brainless, I ruined the plan in advance."

Yao Bin glanced back, then quickly turned around and said, "Don't tell me, your teacher Yan really pays attention to you. When you were speaking just now, I saw that his eyes never left you for a moment."

Wu Jing's heart skipped a beat, and he forced himself to be calm and said, "Really?"

Yao Bin was speechless when he saw his instantly bright eyes, and said, "If you don't believe me, you can ask him yourself. Hey hey! He's coming this way."

The two turned their heads together, and happened to see Yan Xinguang walking towards this side.

The boy is tall and straight, his face is as expressionless as ever, his eyes are fixed on Wu Jing, his long legs are neither fast nor slow, but he looks particularly oppressive.

Wu Jing has lived for 16 years, and it is the first time he really felt what it means to have weak legs.

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