Happy Little Mayor

Wang Bo's memory is excellent, after all, his body has been transformed by the lord's heart.

However, it is also difficult for him to remember more than fifty pages of rules and regulations in one night, especially since he has developed the habit of stipulating work and rest, and has been very distressed since ten o'clock.

When he had breakfast in the morning, he and his classmates were worried all night.

Breakfast is much richer than dinner. There are more than a dozen types of bread alone, as well as blueberry and berry cakes. Unfortunately, everyone is not in the mood.

At other tables, the instructors praised the deliciousness of breakfast again and again, while at the students' tables, there was only silence and tears.

After eating this meal, Weitong chewing wax, they set foot on their way to the classroom.

The college covers a wide area, and the restaurant and classroom are one kilometer away. In this way, Wang Bo is in conflict. On the one hand, he hopes that this road will be longer and not enter the classroom so early.

But on the other hand, he hoped to hurry up the exam, regardless of his mother's achievements, and die early.

Finally, they walked into the teaching building, and according to the curriculum, there was the name of the classroom to be taught.

Wang Bo walked in and saw his classmates look worse than him, one by one as if they were going to the execution ground, only to cry.

After entering the classroom, sit casually. Atulu and others sat with Pharaoh.

Wang Bo took out his book and wanted to make a surprise attack. At this time, Maori whispered, "Boss, I'm a little nervous, I want to fart."

Pharaoh rolled his eyes and said, "Then you put it away, this is still used to report to me?"

A Turu smiled: "No, Boss, I fart loudly when I'm nervous. You know, I'm not the same now, so fart so loud is not good, you make some noise to help me cover."

Wang Bo nodded and said, "Then you have to start telling me."

After a few seconds, Aturu nodded madly at him, and Wang Bomeng patted the table and said, "It's all shut up, Aturu boss has something to say!"

The person whispering and recitation hurriedly closed his mouth, then looked at Aturu together.

Aturu's face turned pale: "Bang!"

He wasn't kidding. When he was nervous, the fart was really loud, like a firecracker.

On the back, the soldier who was lying on his back got up and frowned his hair, muttering: "Fack, there is such a strong wind that my hair is blown out."

After this incident, it is estimated that a group of people were aggressive, and there looked at Aturu and Wang Bo stupidly, there was a pure evil pen still asking: "Brother Aturu, do you have something to say?"

Wang Bohaha laughed: "Why didn't you respond? Isn't this funny? Brother Aturu is very nervous to see the guys and deliberately made jokes to relax everyone."

After hearing this, someone laughed again.

Aturu complained later: "Boss, you almost killed me!"

Wang Bodao: "Anyway, I will definitely die after the exam. What's so important about almost killing me?"

In the midst of intense preparations, it was half past seven, and the bell for class rang.

Everyone took a deep breath, and was determined to prepare for the battle of life and death.

As a result, he couldn't hold his breath until no one came in.

So everyone had to take another breath, but one breath after another, at eight o'clock in a while, the police inspector still didn't come!

"What the hell?" The sweet man complained. "What about discipline? Don't I have the same iron discipline as the army?"

After another half an hour, the police inspector with a pair of hawk eyes finally arrived late. With some papers under his arm, he came in and scanned the crowd with a cold face.

Wang Bo heard more than swallowing.

He hasn't experienced this kind of classroom atmosphere for a long time, and he hasn't been so nervous for a long time. The last time he was so nervous was to get a driver's license.

The governor asked coldly, "How did you prepare last night?"

No one spoke.

The inspector said: "According to my observations, your dormitories were lit for one night last night, but now it seems that your mental state is good. Well, young people are just energetic."

Wang Bo and others were confused, what are they talking about?

The governor smiled coldly: "You must be wondering what the purpose of this statement is right? Then I'll tell you, all stand up!"

"Brush!"

"Everyone, line up to get out of the classroom, run to the playground, run ten laps for me first, and then come back for the exam!" The inspector said sharply.

Wang Bo saw that many people's foreheads suddenly bulged up. Someone held the stool. It seemed that they could not bear to do anything.

But unfortunately there are not so many of them. The man just moved the stool under the gaze of the police inspector, and then went out with a sad face.

Just as they opened the door, a series of bangs sounded.

Someone exclaimed, "Boss Aturu's fart is too great!"

Wang Bo walked in front to see clearly. The outside of the classroom did not know when a large group of people gathered. The sound was not that Aturu was farting, but that these people opened the color spray gun and a large stream of small ribbons flew out.

This scene made him a little embarrassed. After the ribbons spurted out, warm applause rang out. A big instructor came out laughing and shouted, "Warmly welcome the 188 student detachment, the 188 student detachment classmates They worked hard! "

At first glance, Wang Bo saw that the big instructor was the one who drove them yesterday and the one who confronted Atulu yesterday evening.

Next to this instructor, there are four or five familiar faces, all of whom were seen at the orientation ceremony last night. In addition, there is a young blond man laughing, the one who was expelled from the team last night because he sat down early. Unlucky.

Applause also rang from the back. Wang Bo turned his head and saw a policeman with a stern expression clapping. He smiled and almost burst into tears.

In comparison, it was the faces of these students who were aggressive, and the laughter became louder when they saw their reactions.

Wang Bo responded quickly and shouted, "Xuete, are you teasing us ?!"

Other students were more cautious and said, "What is this, this, this? There are ghosts in it, so be careful."

The big instructor laughed and stretched out his hand. He shook hands with Aturu and explained, "Sorry, guys, we are students of the 179 Special Training Division of Law. All this is our prank."

"Aren't you an instructor?" Atulu stunned.

The big man said, "Yes, I am also a student. I am a police officer at the Christchurch Police Station. This time I am here to attend law training. Are all my classmates around me surprised?"

Atulu said with a lingering fear: "Isn't it necessary to take the exam?"

"of course!"

Atulu was extremely happy, slap back and slap on the police officer's shoulder and shouted: "You guy is too bad, you act too much, I thought you were really the dean of the college!"

He weighed four hundred pounds and had great strength. He slapped him up, and the inspector sat on the ground.

The laughter of the 179th cadet student suddenly had a stagnant expression, and he took a sigh of relief: "He is really the dean of the college, Governor Ferguson-Brown!" (To be continued.)