I've Been Licking Dogs For Four Years, Am I In A Hurry To Stop Licking The School Girl?

Jiang Cheng lying on the table was drowsy. He stayed up too long yesterday, and now he can't keep his eyes open.

Sleepy as hell.

Jiang Cheng maintained a not so clear consciousness, and when he was about to fall asleep completely, a face suddenly appeared in front of him.

It was just a short distance away, and there was a tickling feeling on the tip of his nose, as if he was being gently brushed by a strand of hair.

Jiang Cheng opened his eyes suddenly, and saw a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes and well-defined eyes, and his elegant face was slightly powdered.

He stepped back abruptly, his consciousness was more than half awake, and it was only after he was in a trance that he realized that it was actually Zhao Xuerou in front of him.

"What are you doing, startle me."

Jiang Cheng trembled all over with lingering fear, the little drowsiness he had left before was gone now.

"Look at you, you didn't sleep well yesterday." She raised her eyebrows meaningfully, with a smirk on her lips.

"Well... I stayed up late last night to write my thesis."

"what?"

Zhao Xuerou let out a little surprise, she was a little disappointed, as if this was not the answer she wanted.

"What do you want to bother me here?"

"It's like this. The head teacher told me that the dean has something to see you. You can go to the office on the sixth floor. Do you know where it is? Do you need me to lead you there?"

"No, I know the way." Jiang Cheng stretched and stood up, stretched his muscles, and left his seat.

He walked out of the science and technology laboratory building and walked towards the building where the director was.

"Click" knocked on the door.

"Come in."

As soon as the door was pushed in, there was a refreshing coolness in the room. The air conditioner and other equipment in this room were obviously much better than those in the classroom. There was a cup of tea on the table.

The dean is sitting on the chair.

She is in her thirties this year. She is a high-achieving student. She looks very beautiful, but the key is her ability.

Jiang Cheng cast a glance. The director's name is Fu Shu. She is not young, but the years have not left many traces on her face. The crow's feet in the corners of her eyes can only be seen when she smiles.

Fu Shu's figure and appearance are well maintained, she has the charm of a mature woman but also youthful vigor, and she also has the neat and capable director.

Almost all the big and small things in the school are under her management, and there is nothing wrong with it, and everything is in order. This shows the ability of this woman, and she is not just a vase-like existence.

"Hello, Jiang Cheng."

"Good morning, Director."

"Sit down."

"Thank you Director."

"Not bad, Jiang Cheng," the other party started talking as soon as he sat down, "Last time in that public class, you left a deep impression on me, you are knowledgeable and humble, and you know how to protect the reputation of the school , You are neither humble nor overbearing in front of the professor, I appreciate you very much."

"Director Fu is overrated, I just did what I should do."

"Well... the school is currently holding a cultural week. The school leaders require us students to broaden their knowledge in addition to completing the daily courses. It is best to be good at certain fields like you , you just happen to set an example for everyone, prepare a manuscript, and give a speech on stage, is it okay?"

Jiang Cheng calmed down, glanced at the tea leaves floating in the teacup, "No problem."

"Have you ever given a speech?"

"No."

"Then this is an opportunity to train you. Don't be too nervous on stage, it's just a formality."

"Okay, I see. Is there anything else, Director."

"Let me think about it... By the way, do you have any idea of ​​changing the department? I think you are quite talented in language, and you can focus on developing it. You also know that as long as our school can reach the top of the department Name, you can get the qualification to transfer."

"Transfer? I don't want it."

"Fine."

Director Fu turned his head to face the computer screen, and stopped talking nonsense after explaining the matter, "Write the manuscript and show it to your class teacher, go out."

She waved her hand, and Jiang Cheng walked away.

The start of the cultural week is three days away, and there is not much time for him to prepare.

If you are speaking to all the students of Lanjing Institute of Science and Technology, which is close to 10,000, the scene will make you nervous when you think about it.

It's really not good if you don't have any mental quality.

He was not too nervous, and started writing speeches as soon as he returned to the classroom. When the time comes, just keep your eyes on your own manuscript, just read it at a normal speed, be good at etiquette, just like the dean said, follow the formalities.

As it was written, Jiang Cheng suddenly felt urgent to urinate.

He dropped his pen and walked out of the classroom.

After the aisle, a pair of gloomy eyes stared closely at Jiang Cheng's back, and after he walked past, he quietly came to his seat.

These eyes are Sun Yuchen.

"Cultural week conference speech?"

Sun Yuchen silently read the topic in his mind, his mind turned, and he thought of countless possibilities.

"Could it be that Jiang Cheng is going to give a speech?"

Looking at the manuscript that had been written for half a page but hadn't been formed yet, he suddenly had a plan in his mind.

Slightly lowering his eyebrows, he took out his mobile phone to take a picture of the manuscript, then sneaked back to his corner and sent it to Qi Feng.

"It seems that a large-scale event will be held recently. Will Qi Shao come to participate?"

After Sun Yuchen sent it, he waited for a few minutes before receiving a reply from the other party.

"Why do I participate in that thing when I'm full? And what about this speech script, you want to give a speech on stage?"

In just a few words, Qi Feng's impatient attitude can be seen, and he can even imagine Qi Feng cursing in front of the screen.

"It's not me who wants to speak, but Jiang Cheng who wants to speak."

"Oh?"

Qi Feng's originally casual eyes froze all of a sudden, sat up straight and tapped the phone screen a few times.

"What's your idea, brat? Don't be tricky, just ask for it."

"That's right, Young Master Qi, isn't Jiang Cheng very popular recently? He's being chased by the school belle again, and he's going to give a speech as a student representative. Since he likes to show off so much, then we'll make him humiliate and punish him!"

"plan?"

"I think so. After many days of observation, I found that Jiang Cheng likes to put all his things in a black schoolbag. I think he will definitely put it in after he writes his speech. When he takes the stage , I secretly handed over the manuscript to him! When the time comes when he faces so many people on the stage, he can’t speak, and we will boo at the bottom to embarrass him.”

"You're so sinister!" Qi Feng was immediately excited, and sent two emojis with sinister smiles, "Just do it like this!"

"It's my honor to be able to share my worries for Young Master Qi."

In the city center, Qi Feng was sitting in the car, and there was a girl with heavy make-up on the co-pilot, her appearance could only be considered ordinary, but she could still be seen, but Zhao Xuerou was dozens of times worse!

I don't know what the hell it will look like after removing makeup!

At this time, Qi Feng was already fantasizing about Jiang Cheng's embarrassing appearance in public.

He sneered a few times, and his mood suddenly became extraordinarily comfortable.