The Mysterious Heiress: Researcher In Disguise

There was a lot of movement in the office, and some teachers from the chemistry group next door also ran over to watch, and some teachers went to Director Liu's office immediately.

Qian Wenrui was held back by Fu Zhi.

The word 'apology' is like a depth bomb dropped on the bottom of the lake.

"You are dreaming!"

Cooperating with the three words of high-end atmosphere and high grade, Qian Wenrui waved the arm held by Fu Zhi freely and vigorously.

Ran goose.

— didn’t wave away.

Qian Wenrui: "..."

Sorry for being sloppy!

Qian Wenrui didn't expect Fu Zhi to have such great strength, her face flushed red, she went bald when she spoke, and said directly: "Fu Zhi, what do you mean, are you going to attack the police?"

Song Fang couldn't hold back, "Are you the people's teacher?"

"..." Qian Wenrui poked her neck: "The police and the people don't separate families!"

After a pause, he looked at Fu Zhi, "Let go! Do you still want to continue studying in No. 1 Middle School? Even the teacher wants to beat you?!"

"Ms. Qian, that's not what Student Fu meant. Don't say a few words, don't provoke her! And Student Fu, you too, let go, don't be impulsive." When they got together, the English teacher in Class 1 saw this and hurried to persuade the two of them.

"That's not what she meant?"

Qian Wenrui wanted Fu Zhi to come to a class, but Fu Zhi dragged her to ask for an apology, and she lost all face. She couldn't listen to others making excuses for Fu Zhi at this time, so she called the security room with her empty hand. Call and let the security guard come over to maintain order.

After all, she doesn't like Fu Zhi so much, it's nothing more than the situation. Qian Wenrui has been leading top students in the past two years, and getting Fu Zhi into the first class is very helpful for her title of "famous teacher". ...

If Fu Zhi didn't cooperate, and even started to fight, she would definitely let the school give Fu Zhi a big mistake!

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When the security guard in the security room heard that Fu Zhi was doing something, he didn't want to come at all.

One by one, the 500-year-old ancestor of the family was sick, or the three-month-old pup was about to have a second child.

Just kidding, it's not like they didn't see Fu Zhi shoot with one hand behind the basket.

With that strength, a small security guard with one punch.

Who will stop it?

Gourd baby save grandpa?

One Qian Wenrui was saved, but thousands of security guards fell down?

Not worth it, really not worth it.

In short, after much deliberation, the security guards unanimously decided to call the school infirmary.

In the end, the only one who hurried to the scene was the school doctor in the school doctor's office carrying all kinds of first aid kits.

The school doctor took off his sunglasses, and there were too many students around the door, he shouted loudly, "Let's go! Let's all go! I've already contacted the coffin shop, but I'm paid after all, I have to do it , please let me give the corpse an electric shock as a final struggle!"

Qian Wenrui from the inner circle: "???"

I understand, you are not here to rescue me, you are here to cover me with a white cloth.

The scene was very chaotic for a while, Fu Zhi repeated, "I apologize, the students in class 21 are not bad students."

After the words fell, there was no need for Qian Wenrui to refute this time, and there was a burst of discussion around.

Not far away from the group of Class 21, apart from a few Hangyuan students watching the excitement, there are also a group of students from Class 1 who came after hearing the news.

Qian Sen, the school committee member of Class 1, said to Xu Tongtong who was beside him: "Mr. Qian is just stating the facts, which sentence is wrong? Isn't Class 21 just poor students?"

Xu Tongtong didn't answer, but the monitor on the side said: "That's right, to be honest, we all got into the No. 1 Middle School with excellent grades, what about Class 21? There are also many people who didn't have enough grades to get in, right? The country only gives nine-year compulsory education, isn’t it just to prevent poor students from taking advantage of troubled waters and delay good students from going to school? Junior high school students and poor students will be bored to death in the same class. Whenever they ask questions, it will delay my time to ask the teacher. I don’t understand. What is the need for the development of the poor student class!"

The first class is all top students with excellent academic performance, the pride of heaven, and they are not polite when speaking.

Some boys even said to Fu Zhi's direction: "You come to the class, we are the same kind of people, with common ideals and revenge! They are the class at the end of the crane, and all of them have bad brains and their IQs are just like ours. The rocket class is bad, you have nothing in common with them."

All the students in Class 21 who were connoted: "???"

"Grass!"

Song Fang swooped directly, raised his leg and kicked the boy.

"Who are you talking about with a bad brain? Who are you talking about having a problem with IQ? You haven't seen the method of killing Guanyin in City A, have you?"

He opened his teeth and claws and raised his legs to kick, but was tightly held by the fat man behind him.

"Don't stop me! My dad is Fu Zhi! Let me go, I can do it!"

"Now it's not your father's problem, but Fu Zhi's problem, brother, Fu Zhi's national pass is not working well, brother," Wang Yu burst into tears, "I fucking think what he said makes sense!"

Then they are dishes!

Then what can they do!

If you get slapped twice, then...you should get slapped twice.

Anyway, it's fine for Sister Zhi to stay.

Song Fang's calf, which was shaking at the same frequency as pedaling three rounds, must have gone limp.

He looked at Fu Zhi aggrievedly, but he couldn't get angry. While twisting his body while being hugged, he pointed at the boys in class one and said, "Dad, he humiliated me. I don't want to live anymore. This is the sixth floor. I'm here." Jump off a building!"

Wang Yu hastily stopped him, "Brother Fang, don't, why bother?"

Someone was playing against each other, and Song Fang's hair was full of drama.

The frequency of his twisting became bigger and bigger, and then accidentally...

The Fat Body Committee didn't hug him, and Song Fang landed on the ground in an even and steady manner.

Song Fang didn't react, and walked straight to the window sill a few steps.

It was very quiet in my ears, no one shouted, "Student, calm down", Lu Yumo held melon seeds and peanuts, and his eyes were full of "You dance, I'll wait and see".

unacceptable!

Song Fang mourned: "... During an avalanche, no snowflake is innocent!"

He took a few steps back, put the fat body committee's hand on his waist again, and bravely performed the last wave, "Since you stop me, then I won't dance."

Fat Sports Committee: "..."

Did he stop?

Forget it, stop it if you say so.

Many students in class one "cut".

Song Fang felt that he had lost all face and wanted to run away.

He failed to run, and was suddenly stopped by Fu Zhi.

He looked in Fu Zhi's direction in embarrassment, this time he didn't think about complaining, he just wanted to leave this sad place as soon as possible.

Fu Zhi didn't know when he let go of Qian Wenrui's hand and stood in the office.

There wasn't much expression on his face, and his eyes were filled with coolness and coldness.

It was at this time that Director Liu came from the office. He had just finished the video conference, and he knew that Fu Zhi's temper was not particularly good-tempered, so he came here because he was afraid that she would really do something.

Before Qian Wenrui could file a complaint, Director Liu appeased Fu Zhi with a soft policy, "Why is this still making trouble! You look at your big brother Lu Yumo, he is very good, he only knows how to eat, drink, and scatter, isn't he happy to live? What are you doing so angry?"

Lu Yumo, who was eating peanuts: "???"

Eating people, eating souls, eating people is a master!

Lu Yu was so angry that he took another big mouthful of fat house happy water.

Fu Zhi said tactfully, "Xiao Liu, you don't have to worry about this matter. Your hair is short enough, so there is nothing to worry about."

Director Liu: "???"

Then Fu Zhi's eyes stopped on Qian Wenrui, and he said word by word: "Study does not represent character, and the nature of being lazy and incapable of learning is different. It doesn't mean that my classmates are not smarter than your students. As Teacher, I hope you understand what it means to be cautious in your words and deeds."

The hairless Xiao Liu who was dissed just now: "..."

Bounce back!

He wants to retaliate the word "cautious in words and deeds" to the little bum Fu Zhi!

Fu Zhi's attitude can be described as arrogant.

Qian Wenrui glanced at Fu Zhi's direction, and laughed out loud, "Too lazy to study? What do you mean, the poor students in class 21 are not willing to study to pass the exam? As long as they want to, Can they all get good grades?"

Isn't this a joke?

Not to mention the students in Class 1, the students in the other classes also laughed so hard that their flowers were trembling.

It's like a five-year-old going to an adult taekwondo competition.

Obviously not, but insisted that he can get a gold belt.

They were laughing, and Fu Zhi laughed too.

Xiao Liu, who was closest to her, shuddered inexplicably, and didn't dare to say anything. In addition, there was an inexplicable voice in his heart telling him that what Fu Zhi said might be a good thing for Class 21. good thing.

Just when he had an idea, before he even thought about it, Song Fang grabbed Fu Zhi's sleeve and shook it, "You can scold her, put a sack on her at night, don't be mocked by her here because of us. "

Fu Zhi felt that Song Fang was like Xu Wei, and always felt that she would be bullied, but in fact, if it wasn't for her transfer, Qian Wenrui would not have come to diss class 21. Including this group of students, good study is something to be proud of, but they use good study as an excuse to look down on poor students and think that poor students are not worthy of study. Is this what they call a sense of accomplishment?

"Well, let's make a bet." Qian Wenrui smiled slightly, and said in a disdainful tone: "The average score of class 21 has always been the bottom class. In this final exam, as long as your class can get three If Ke got the top three, I will apologize to you, I should not say that you are not good."

All the teachers in the office frowned upon hearing this.

Apart from other subjects, it is Chinese, which is not too difficult. The full score is 150. In the last exam, the average score was the highest in Class 1 with 116 points, and the lowest was in Class 21 with 60 points.

Of course, among the 60 points, there are Fu Zhi with 0 points and Song Fang with 10 points.

This is still the case for Chinese, let alone other subjects.

No matter how powerful Fu Zhi is, no one can beat the average score of a class.

Didn't Qian Wenrui do this because she didn't want to apologize?

The average score of the three subjects was close to the top three in the test, not to mention that it was extremely difficult for Class 21, which has always been very poor, but it was also difficult for other classes.

Qian Wenrui is just waiting to see a joke from Class 21.

Song Fang and Wang Yu looked at each other, their faces pale.

They can play basketball and games, study, forget it.

I really love so and so, they are too soft.

Qian Wenrui raised her chin, "How about it, Fu Zhi, don't you want to stand out for your classmates and prove that their poor students can do it? If that's the case, do you dare to accept this bet?"

The atmosphere at the scene condensed.

The jawlines of the boys in Song Fang were tight.

Everyone felt that Qian Wenrui was in a difficult position.

But in Fu Zhi's eyes, it was the top three in the three subjects, nothing more.

Fu Zhi snorted, ignored Qian Wenrui for the first time, but looked at Song Fang: "Unicorns are too expensive to buy, you don't want to get full marks in the test, just this time, what do you think?"

Her tone was flat, as if she was saying that the weather is fine today.

However, the group of people around the goose was not calm.

Unicorns are too expensive, so what? Can you help Song Fang dream openly?

Fu Zhi, you blink when you are kidnapped?

Song Fang let out an "ah", as if he didn't expect Fu Zhi to ask such a question suddenly, he was a little at a loss, a little excited and wanted to say something else.

He didn't reply immediately.

Instead, the monitor of Class 1 said, "You are too fantastic. The questions in No. 1 Middle School are so difficult, I can't even get full marks in the exam."

"You can take it for granted, but Song Fang doesn't need it."

Fu Zhi put his eyes on Song Fang: "Do you want to get a full score in the exam? If you think about it, you can do it. Don't pay attention to what a group of people who haven't even passed the exam say."

She repeated the words again, and originally wanted to mock Song Fang, saying, "Don't dream, no matter how hard Song Fang works, he can't match the gap in IQ." The boy suddenly shut his mouth, and he thought he would say one more sentence , Fu Zhi will definitely crush him through IQ until his mother refuses to recognize him.

Everyone turned their attention to Song Fang.

Qian Wenrui didn't understand what Fu Zhi meant, not even the other teachers.

The top three of the three subjects are very difficult, so Song Fang's full score in the exam is even more like the concept of red rain in the sky!

The final exam is less than a month away, and the time is simply too late.

Fu Zhi asked too unrealistically!

But a group of students and teachers didn't say anything about Fu Zhi's serious attitude.

Song Fang was watched by everyone, his palms were covered with sweat.

He vaguely guessed what Fu Zhi was going to do, and was afraid that he would hold Fu Zhi back. After a long time, he stumbled and said, "I want to, but I don't need to get full marks in all subjects, just... Just take a full score in one subject."

Song Fang thought so, and Fu Zhi said to him, "The teachers are all here, and the classmates are also paying attention to you. You don't have to be so modest, you can set a small goal first."

For example, to earn 100 million?

Song Fang didn't dare, Fu Zhi gave him a comforting look, "Say, it's all right."

Song Fang cried and cried: "...Zhi, sister Zhi, should I blow it directly or go through the process?"

Fu Zhi: "Just say it directly, no matter how many subjects you want to get full marks, I can satisfy your little wish."

Song Fang: "!!!"

Song Fang: "Really? I don't believe it!"

Ye Jiu: "You fucking believe it or not."

Song Fang: "..."

Fu Zhi promised, and Song Fang felt that it might be true, but he still tried his best to "abide by women's morals": "Or just three subjects, if you can't get Chinese, just three subjects of mathematics, chemistry and biology?"

"I'll give you another physics class." After finishing speaking, Fu Zhi turned around and looked at Qian Wenrui. "The bet has been changed. In the final exam, the average score of each subject in Class 21 will be stable and equal to the head of your class."