Reborn Xueba, she is beautiful and sassy

Hao Xin's beautiful black eyes showed a proud light, and he said coldly: "I'm sorry, even if you take my surname, you won't be a good person."

"You..." Yan Ling has always been favored by others, but she was so angry at Hao Xin's rebuke.

She held her hands up for a while before shouting: "Hao Xin, don't go too far. You're just talking about it. Even if you don't get good grades, it's still useless!"

Hao Xin frowned slightly, his cold eyes shining on Yan Ling's fingers: "Haven't you heard that sentence? When you point your finger at others, three of your fingers are pointing at yourself."

Yan Ling immediately retracted her hand, Hao Xin sneered, turned around and ignored her.

While he was speaking, the Black King of Hell had already stood in front of everyone and said with a smile: "Classmates, today is your big day. It can be said that some are happy and some are sad~"

When he mentioned the word "sorrow", Black Hell King specially made a long sound and looked at Hao Xin.

Yan Ling had just been scolded by Hao Xin, and when she got the opportunity, she immediately echoed: "Director, please don't be soft, some people should be taught a lesson."

Hao Xin sneered and wondered: He had never spoken to Yan Ling before and had no grudges. How could she be so happy?

Is it really just because of the Black King of Hell?!

The Black King of Hell and Yan Ling looked at each other and said in a fake tone: "You can't say that. As a teaching director, I can't be unreasonable and unforgiving, right? Now if someone is willing to make a self-examination, I am still willing to use persuasion and education as my

Oh my God, things will be different when the principal comes soon."

Ha? The "drama" between the uncle and nephew is really funny!

Hao Xin felt bored and felt that if he continued to argue with them, he would lose his status!

The King of Hell had just finished speaking, and before Hao Xin could "please", he heard the principal's voice behind him: "Hao Xin, who is Hao Xin?"

The Black King of Hell shook his head with regret, and spread his hands in a show of helplessness: "Hao Xin, I can't help you!"

Hao Xin frowned and walked out of the crowd with some confusion.

The principal is usually a sensible person, why is he wearing the same pants as the King of Hell now?

Seeing Hao Xin's beautiful eyebrows knitted together, the King of Hell gloated even more: "Hao Xin, you said that your grades are not good and you are great at causing trouble. Now you have been brought in front of the principal, and no one can save you!"

Hao Xin didn't say anything, just looked at the principal running over quietly.

The principal was an old man who was about to retire. He was out of breath from running all the way and his neat suit was unbuttoned.

Among the students below, some were watching the fun, some were full of sympathy for Hao Xin, and some were watching indifferently, hoping to finish it and go home as soon as possible.

The King of Hell smiled and greeted him: "Principal, why did you come here in person? I can handle this small matter."

The principal frowned, with a confused look on his face: "A small thing? It's such a big thing like interviewing in the city, do you think it's a small thing?"

Interview? A little elementary school scumbag and this thing alarmed the media?

The King of Black Hell was also surprised, but soon he secretly rejoiced: That's fine! The bigger things get, the more prestigious he, a strict teaching director, will be, and maybe he can become a model and be spread.

Thinking of this, he smiled innocently: "Principal, as the saying goes, family scandals should not be made public. Don't let a naughty student ruin the reputation of our No. 6 Middle School."

"Naughty? Who are you talking about? Forget it, I can't control that much." The principal looked at Hao Xin and waved: "Hao Xin, come to the office with me."

Hao Xin was not in a hurry, taking a few steps with his long legs to keep up with the principal.

The Black King of Hell immediately became anxious and turned to give Yan Ling a wink.

If Hao Xin leaves like this, the credit will still go to him, but he will become the principal?

Yan Ling received the look from the King of Hell and said anxiously: "Principal, the bet between Hao Xin and Director Yan must be discussed in front of all of us, otherwise we will not be convinced."

"What? Director Yan made a bet with the students?" The principal stopped eagerly and turned to look at Yan Ling.

Yan Ling immediately told the story. Of course, her words elevated Black Hell King more and belittled Hao Xin. There was no objectivity and fairness at all.

The principal frowned, looked at the Black King of Hell and asked: "Director Yan, do you have any misunderstandings about the first place? The high school admission score? Are you kidding!"

The Black Hell King was immediately delighted when he heard this: "Are you saying that Hao Xin is in last place this time?"

Although Hao Xin's grades were not good, he did not expect to be ranked last, but when he thought of Hao Xin being late for bed, he thought it was normal and couldn't hide his smile.

The principal's face became even more ugly, and he shouted coldly: "Director Yan, please respect our god of study! The situation is urgent now, and I will settle the score with you later!"

The King of Hell was stunned and watched blankly as the principal and Hao Xin left. Hao Xin's back was straight and straight, showing a sense of calmness and confidence.

A few minutes later, the team leader of the third grade of junior high school came over and posted the results on the bulletin board: "Students, in general, everyone did well in the exam this time. Although the questions this year were difficult, some students did very well.

It has improved our school’s average score a lot.”

After speaking, the grade leader stepped away from the bulletin board and stood next to Director Yan. The students stepped forward to look for their results.

The King of Hell also wanted to take a look. What the principal said just now was too unbelievable, but in front of so many classmates, he was embarrassed to be the first to do so. It would make him look too impatient.

"Ah, it's not good! Uncle, Hao Xin, Hao Xin..." Yan Ling suddenly shouted, and her voice made everyone look over, and their eyes froze at this moment.

The grade leader already knew the results, so he was not surprised at all. He also knew about the previous bet. He reached out and pushed the Black King of Hell: "Director Yan, don't you go and see Hao Xin's results?"

The Black King of Hell pretended not to care and waved his hand: "Hey, what's there to see in the grades of a scumbag?"

The grade leader has always been strict and impartial, and has long been dissatisfied with Director Yan. Now he said with unclear meaning: "Let's go and have a look. Isn't there still a bet?"

The Black King of Hell laughed dryly "hehe" twice and walked towards the bulletin board pretending to be annoyed.

Results are divided by class. After the name, in addition to the results of each subject, there are also class, grade, and city-level rankings.

He quickly saw Hao Xin's name, and was shocked by the series of numbers behind it.

He rubbed his eyes in disbelief and pointed one by one with his stubby fingers...

Full marks in Chinese, perfect marks in mathematics, perfect marks in English...first, first, first...

The grade leader also came over and patted Black Hell King on the shoulder: "Director Hell, to be a teacher and an example to others, you must keep your word!

The face of the King of Hell was particularly ugly. He glanced at the male classmate standing aside, and suddenly he had a plan in mind, and he closed his eyes and fell over...