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Chapter 122 Tuition Remuneration

The school radio speaker entered the eardrums of all students in the school in a brief introduction with enthusiasm. All students in the school stood under the central red flag and listened to the music of the five-star red flag fluttering in the wind, feeling sad.

In a corner of the platform, Kong Zhanghua looked at the tall figure who appeared in the team of Teacher Hao Qingcheng with a serious face.

"Teacher Hao, you must be cautious and cautious in this student!" Kong Zhanghua said solemnly to Hao Qingcheng beside him, "This student's high school entrance examination score is only more than 400 points, and his character is still to be discussed! Teacher Hao, I admire you for being able to understand the righteousness and recruit him into the first class, and also feel sad for you..."

"What?" Hao Qingcheng smiled, his eyes crossed the wave of students in the blockbusters, and saw Zhou Peng standing at the end of his class. "He is not so bad at studying, he probably didn't show all his strength in the middle school entrance examination..."

"Even so, you underestimate him too much." Kong Zhanghua put his hands behind him, looking like I only knew. "I have a deep impression of this kid. Not to mention forming a clique for personal gain, I used to have sex with men and women when I was in my class. I walked into our school on the first day of school and trotted with a girl from another school. It's nothing. During military training, I was very close to Wang Lingfei in our class..."

"Wang Lingfei?" Hao Qingcheng's eyes were slightly surprised. Wang Lingfei's academic performance in the whole grade was within the top ten, and because of her beautiful appearance, she had been secretly rated as the school beauty by the students.

"That's right, Wang Lingfei, as my student, I have seen all the actions of this year. In my decades of teaching career, Wang Lingfei can rank first, whether it is appearance, academic performance, or quality and morality! That poor student actually got so close to Wang Lingfei, a good child. This is an extremely dangerous signal. If you are not careful, a beautiful flower in the motherland will break branches in the waist..." Kong Zhanghua carried his hands behind his back, and said with a look of gratitude, "Fortunately, this kid is self-aware. He actually took a break from school before the military training was over. I feel very comforted, and I feel very comforted..."

Kong Zhanghua is the head teacher of the liberal arts class of Class 7, Grade 2. At this time, he spoke clearly and well. However, in Hao Qingcheng's ears, although he seemed to be cautious about the warnings of the senior Kong Zhanghua in front of him, he was even more curious about Zhou Peng.

The flag-raising ceremony ended in a short while. As the school leaders' weekly summary speeches were completed one after another, the large-scale students began to return to their respective classes and start classes.

Class 1, a senior high school led by Hao Qingcheng, was in the first classroom at the entrance of the second floor. After all the students in the class were seated, Hao Qingcheng stood on the podium and waved to the outside of the door.

In the early morning backlight, Zhou Peng stood at the door of the class and looked into the classroom of Class 1, but all he saw were strange faces. Zhou Peng didn't care. The situation in front of him was almost the same as expected. There were twelve classes in the entire second grade of Tonghua No. 1 Middle School, and half of the number of people in the liberal arts and science subjects were each. It was reasonable that the class in front of him did not have the classmates he met when he was in Class 15 of Grade 1 before.

Hao Qingcheng briefly introduced Zhou Peng and asked Zhou Peng to sit in the last row. "Our class will adjust seats every month, and the adjustable freedom is relatively large, so don't complain too much when you sit in this position, as you will change your seats soon..."

Zhou Peng nodded, and didn't complain. He sat straight to the last row with his schoolbag on his back. However, when he was passing by the middle of the classroom, a boo appeared in his ears. Zhou Peng subconsciously looked at the side and found a petite and delicate girl with two dimples on his lips, blinking her eyes and staring at him, and was stunned.

"I, Zeng Yike, don't remember?" Zeng Yi saw Zhou Peng's confused look, and was also a little disappointed.

Zhou Peng suddenly remembered that the girl in front of him was the daughter of the director Zeng Haiden, so he nodded immediately, but said nothing and continued to walk towards the back row.

"What are you so arrogant..." Zeng Yike muttered, and straightened her iconic towering breasts, which immediately aroused the envy, jealousy and hatred of the girls at the same table.

...

"Tomorrow is Wang Lingfei's birthday. Have you received the invitation?"

After class, Zhou Peng was fiddling with the new book that Hao Qingcheng had just sent him, but he heard the boys around him discussing excitedly.

"No, but Dong Qingping is my cousin, I still need to be invited?" A little man wearing glasses said confidently, "Don't worry, tomorrow afternoon, we will all go to my cousin's villa in the east of the city to let you see what a villa is!"

"Really? Zhang Yi, don't scare us. Why haven't I seen you contact your cousin before?" A little fat man named Li Shengkui next to him said with a smile, "Don't be bragging..."

Zhang Yi's face looked a little bad, "Everything will be decided tomorrow! Humph!"

While a group of 17 or 18-year-old boys were discussing something there, they saw Zeng Yike, who was paying attention to the class, suddenly stood up and walked towards the back.

"Look, look, Hani has come over, come over..."

As the muttering of the friends beside him, Li Shengkui and Zhang Yi's eyes lit up suddenly. They quietly raised their heads and found that Zeng Yike was indeed walking towards his position.

Another meaning of Hani is sweetheart. Zeng Yike, as the daughter of the director of the teaching and representative of mathematics, not only looks extremely sweet, but also makes everyone's boys feel hot in their hearts. The waist like a willow, the elastic fair skin, and the full curve hidden in the loose school uniform on their chests. All of this made all the boys in class crazy.

If Wang Lingfei is the goddess in the minds of all boys, then Zeng Yike is undoubtedly the best lover in the eyes of all boys. Moreover, in the first class of senior high school, Zeng Yike has both the school background of his father and the existing class representative rights, and his prestige is unquestionable.

"Who are you looking for?"

While Li Shengkui and others were excited, they had a little more doubt at the same time. However, at the moment, when they saw Zeng Yike standing in front of the new transfer student, their faces darkened at the same time.

"Fuck, I knew this little girl likes handsome guys!"

Li Shengkui muttered indignantly, winning the consent of a group of classmates.

"Didn't my dad tell you?"

Zeng Yike stood in front of Zhou Peng's desk and said in confusion.

Zhou Peng raised his head and said, "What do you tell me?"

"Let you help me tutor your English? When my dad came home yesterday, he told me that he scored 146 points, you are so awesome..." Zeng Yike gave a thumbs up and smiled sweetly, and said with great boldness, "My dad asked you to come to our class, just to help me tutor your English. You don't pretend you don't know, right?"

Zhou Peng was stunned. Although he knew Zeng Haiden's meaning vaguely, Zhou Peng felt a little uncomfortable when his daughter spoke it so happily.

"Who will do something that is not paid?" Zhou Peng's answer was a little cold, with a clear rejection in his voice. Then he stood up and was about to walk out of the classroom, but his arm was suddenly grabbed by Zeng Yike.

This scene immediately made the students in the class look at him.

Zhou Peng frowned. Tonghua No. 1 Middle School’s school uniform was a short-sleeved shirt, and Zhou Peng’s entire arms were naked.

Behind Zhou Peng, Zeng Yike's little hand grabbed Zhou Peng's arm and felt the heat of Zhou Peng's arm. His face turned red obviously, "It's easy to say about rewards..."

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