Therefore, how can the mere teaching building block Ye Han's red "color" writing style, blooming dazzling brilliance!
In just a moment, the entire Jinlin No. 1 Middle School was shocked!
However, except for a few people, most of the classmates don't know what the literary spirit is, and they don't even know the writer, so they can still practice!
After all, these people are just ordinary people and they are not in contact with them. The world is hidden under the secular, turbulent undercurrents.
But like a few of the wealthy businessmen who came from big families, or like Guanbao and his ilk, well-connected, they know some secrets.
In the school manager’s office, a group of school managers, those who read newspapers, read newspapers, and chatter, are just passing the time boringly.
Guan Bao soaked a pot of good tea, sat at his desk, and prepared to enjoy the tea.
He had just brought the teacup to his mouth, and before he could drink it, a loud noise came, but it suddenly came.
The sudden shock caused Guan Bao to jump and shake his hands. A cup of hot tea suddenly spilled his pants.
"what!"
When the hot tea was hot, Guan Bao jumped up instantly, and a heart-piercing scream came from his mouth.
However, the other school managers in the school board's office no longer paid attention to him, and everyone's attention was all attracted by this sudden loud noise!
Next, the scene where the sky appeared, and the scarlet "color" that followed, rose into the sky.
"Oh my god, it's literary spirit! One of us actually has a literary student?"
"Hurry up, see which class is the student? We can't miss such a potential stock!"
"Yes, this is a potential stock, a potential stock without a doubt!"
"Everyone, I'll be one step ahead, hahaha!"
Several school directors were shocked, but the golden school director with gold rim glasses was the most clever. Before everyone recovered, he had already taken the first step and rushed out of the office.
Why are you going to ask him?
Wouldn't it be necessary to say more? Of course, he was trying to curry favor with this literate student, otherwise, what else could he do?
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"Cunning fellow!"
"This old gold is very sinister!"
"Let's go quickly too!"
"Yes, you can't let Lao Jin get ahead!"
Seeing this, the other school directors scrambled toward the office door and rushed over.
Poor Guan Bao felt the pain in his thigh abate at this time. He raised his head, but suddenly found that those school directors were screaming and snatching toward the door.
Four or five school directors crowded in front of the office that was only one meter square.
"Tsk tusk tusk, are you crazy? Are you going to grab the road?"
Seeing this, Guan Bao was amazed.
But as soon as his words fell, his eyes had already swept to the red "color" that was rushing into the sky outside the window.
The next moment, he shivered suddenly.
"Damn it, it's literary spirit!"
As soon as the exclamation sounded, Guan Bao was already like a cheetah, tumbling past the desk.
"Step aside!"
There were only a few tube buds with sparse "hair" hair on the forehead. At this moment, they burst out with an astonishing aura, like a beast whose head chooses people and eats them, making people frightening and shuddering.
What are you kidding about, who dares to block his chance for uncle Bu Guan to indulge in others, isn't that blocking his future?
As the saying goes, being a man of money is like killing his parents. Although Guan Bao doesn't pay attention to money, he cares about his own future!
Therefore, these school directors, who are the irritated opponents of Guan Bao, were squeezed by him in a few hits.
But Guan Bao pierced through the people's cracks and walked away.
Only left around, he laughed triumphantly.
"Don't walk your thighs, I will hug Bao!"
