Rural Dad

The examination room was as quiet as ever.

The questions in the semi-finals were undoubtedly more difficult.

But it made no difference to Xingxing.

As a child prodigy who could solve high school math problems by watching Yang Ao do the exercises, this level of difficulty was nothing.

Xingxing calculated the answer calmly.

Liu Yong suppressed his curiosity and did not go up to watch Xingxing do the exercises. He just watched him from a distance on the podium.

In the monitoring room, the principal of Tongzhou No. 1 Middle School and a group of junior high school teachers were peeping at Xingxing.

Classroom peeping.avi.

A group of people gathered in front of the monitoring screen.

All held their breath and concentrated, not even daring to breathe, for fear of interrupting Xingxing's problem-solving ideas.

"That..." The vice principal wanted to speak.

Then he was glared at by everyone.

The vice-principal was so frightened that his neck shrank, but he still reminded weakly: "That... we don't need to hold our breath, we can't disturb him through the monitoring screen."

Everyone: "…………"

"Huh~ Why didn't you say it earlier? I'm dying of suffocation!" The principal exhaled a long breath and breathed in deeply.

The others also relaxed a lot.

The vice-principal was speechless: "Why do you need me to remind you? Isn't this basic common sense?"

He felt that this group of people were like lunatics.

They were all driven insane by Xingxing.

The principal's face froze, and then he said: "Because I am the principal and you are the vice-principal, is this reason enough? Hmm? Is this reason enough?"

"Yes, this is really too much." The vice-principal nodded repeatedly, it was really a matter of one level higher than the other.

The dean of junior high school said: "Looking at Xingxing's speed in solving problems, he is sure to be admitted to the junior high school without taking the exam as the first place in the competition."

"Dean, leave Xingxing to me. Our class one is the top class in the first grade of junior high school! I will definitely teach him well!" said the head teacher of the first grade of junior high school.

"Our class two is not bad either. We just need Xingxing to drive the learning atmosphere. I think he is suitable for our class two." The head teacher of class two spoke up.

"Is our class three still bad?"

Several head teachers of the first grade of junior high school quarreled.

It seemed that they were about to roll up their sleeves and fight.

After all, intellectuals also have tempers.

Whoever can teach Xingxing, that will be the highlight of his teaching career in this life!

Once Xingxing becomes successful in the future, they will also be honored. What a great honor it is?

So no one was willing to give in and the quarrel continued.

"Stop arguing. I, a pure passerby, will say something fair!" A teacher of the second grade of junior high school shouted.

Several first-grade teachers who were arguing suddenly stopped and looked at the teacher who was talking.

The second-grade teacher coughed twice: "In fact, with Xingxing's IQ, he should have come to the second grade directly..."

"Fuck you, go to hell!"

Several first-grade teachers said in unison. They were about to fight, but they temporarily put aside their internal struggle and rushed over to beat up the second-grade teacher.

"I think with Xingxing's IQ, he shouldn't waste his talent in the first and second grades. He should start from the third grade and take the high school entrance examination next year!"

"You are forcing the growth of seedlings..."

"Forcing the growth of seedlings is bullshit, I'll pull your hair out!"

Several third-grade teachers also joined the melee.

Negotiations were useless. They could only obtain the ownership of Xingxing if they deeply "touched" the other party.

The monitoring room was in chaos.

"Stop fighting! Stop fighting! You won't kill anyone if you fight like this!" Several female teachers were anxious and joined the fight with high heels in hand.

"Nonsense! Why are you female comrades interfering?"

"Stop it, what's wrong with you!"

The principal and vice principal, who were watching with great interest, saw the female teachers also fighting, and hurried to separate them.

"Damn it, who pulled my wig!"

The vice principal and principal who went to persuade the fight also became part of the melee, and fought the most fiercely.

The security guards at the door were dumbfounded.

"Scholars, shouldn't gentlemen use words instead of hands?" A security guard muttered to himself.

Another security guard said, "He used words, I saw Teacher Yang bite Teacher Liu just now."

The two looked at each other.

"You watch here, I'll notify Director Liu to come over now." A security guard turned and ran.

In the semi-final examination room of the primary school group.

Liu Yong saw that Xingxing had stopped writing.

I stood up and wanted to go over to have a glimpse in advance.

At this moment, a security guard rushed to the door in a panic: "Director Liu, it's bad, the principal and the head teacher of the junior high school are fighting in the monitoring room."

Instantly, everyone raised their heads.

"What! The fight started so soon!"

"I knew they would fight!"

"But why is the principal interfering?"

Several primary school teachers who were invigilating the exam were talking excitedly, all with eager expressions.

They couldn't wait to go to the monitoring room to take a look.

"What are you doing! Invigilate well!" Director Liu scolded with a stern face, and then said: "You stay here and I'll go over to see the situation."

Several teachers curled their lips.

You just want to watch the fun alone.

"Director Liu, record it, remember to record it! "A teacher shouted at Liu Yong's back.

All the students in the examination room were amused.

Liu Yong followed the security guard to the monitoring room, his steps became more and more hurried, and finally he even ran.

When the security guard saw this scene, he could only sigh that Director Liu was afraid that something big would happen if he was late.

Little did he know that Liu Yong was very excited.

He was afraid that if he was late, the other party would have finished fighting, and he would have nothing to watch.

More than ten minutes later...

The monitoring room was quiet again.

Only the sound of panting was left.

It was already a mess inside.

Liu Yong sat on the ground with disheveled clothes and messy hair, looking aggrieved: "I just came to watch the fun, why beat me, who did I offend!"

He had just arrived at the monitoring room and hadn't taken out his mobile phone to record the video, but he was dragged into the battle by someone unknown.

He was beaten for no reason.

"Bah! You who are watching the fun with gloating deserve to be beaten the most! "The dean of junior high school scolded.

The principal who pulled off his wig had a livid face: "This is outrageous, outrageous! A group of key middle school teachers whose lowest education level is graduate students are fighting for a student. It's ridiculous!"

"Principal, you also started fighting..."

"Shut up!" The principal was angry and looked at them and said: "Don't fight for it. When the time comes, Xingxing will choose which class he wants!"

The head teachers of the junior high school looked at each other and their eyes were full of vigilance.

The air was filled with gunpowder.

"Before the end of the competition, no one is allowed to go to Xingxing privately. If you affect his mentality in the competition, don't blame me for being rude!" The principal warned again.

The teachers of the junior high school nodded obediently.

"This is outrageous." The principal got up and walked out, rubbing the black bruises at the corners of his mouth.

"Principal, you don't want your wig anymore..."

"Get up!"