Chu Zheng asked someone to call Qiao Lian over.

"You signed up?"

Chu Zheng put the registration form in front of him.

Qiao Lian glanced at him and shook her head: "No."

"Then who filled out this registration form?"

"Meng Yu, right?" Qiao Lian lowered his eyes: "Teacher, I won't participate. It's nothing, I'll go back first."

Chu Zheng was silent and signaled him to go back first.

Chu Zheng looked at the program on the registration form.

piano……

Does Qiao Lian play the piano?

Chu Zheng was not very clear, but Meng Yu knew it.

It is impossible for a class to sign up for two identical programs, or if other classes have the same program, they will negotiate in the end who will change the program.

What does Meng Yu fill out such an registration form for Qiao Lian?

Chu Zheng thought about it and felt it was necessary to check Qiao Lian's life experience.

Chu Zheng quickly got Qiao Lian’s information.

Qiao Lian is not an illegitimate child, nor is she a mistress who is on the throne and her stepmother is in power.

He is the only child of the Qiao family.

Qiao Lian's mother was once a very popular star. Later, she married into the Qiao family and then stopped filming.

Not long after marriage, he gave birth to Qiao Lian.

But because of the birth of Qiao Lan, Qiao's mother was weak and she couldn't be properly treated.

When Qiao Lian was very young, Qiao's mother died of illness.

After Qiao's mother died, Qiao's father did not find Qiao Lian's stepmother, and there were no women around him. The outside world said that Qiao's father was infatuated.

Qiao Lian is their only son.

Logically speaking, such a single seedling should be very happy.

But from Qiao Lian, Chu Zheng couldn't see any happiness.

There is only so much information on it, no one else can be found.

There are no servants in the huge Qiao family, and the people around Qiao's father do not know much about his private affairs.

Chu Zheng flipped backwards and found some news about Qiao’s father.

Chu Zheng threw down the information and suddenly picked it up.

‘No. 1 in the XX Cup National Children’s Piano Competition’

Chu Zheng carefully flipped over again.

But there are no other awards besides this.

Chu Zheng doesn't understand what's going on, so I won't think about it for now.

-

Friday holiday.

As the head teacher, Chu Zheng had to watch these students leave school before leaving.

When the students at the school were almost gone, Chu Zheng went to the classroom to take a look.

I thought everyone had left, but I didn't expect there was someone in the classroom.

Meng Yu and a few people stopped Qiao Lian in the classroom.

Wow!

It also made me encounter the live version of campus violence!

But both sides did not think that Chu Zheng was thinking. Meng Yu just said carelessly: "Jiao Lian, if you have the guts, participate, don't let me look down on you."

Qiao Lian didn't say a word.

Meng Yu cursed inwardly, and he took two steps forward and said something in Qiao Lan's ear.

Chu Zheng stood outside and couldn't hear it, but Qiao Lian obviously responded.

Meng Yu patted him on the shoulder and took the man to leave through the back door.

When the back door opened, Meng Yu saw the head teacher who was trying to pry his position as the boss of his class, standing outside expressionlessly.

"Teacher Ruan, you haven't left yet?" Meng Yu greeted him as if nothing had happened.

"What are you doing?" Is it true that I bullied me again?!

"What are you doing?" Meng Yu shrugged. He really didn't do anything, so he was not afraid at all: "Teacher, let's go first."

Meng Yu took his followers away quickly.

Chu Zheng looked into the classroom and Qiao Lian was coming out with her schoolbag.

Chu Zheng looked at him: "Meng Yu didn't hit you, did you?"

Qiao Lian was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect Chu Zheng to ask him this.

He quickly lowered his head, his soft hair blocked his eyes, and he whispered: "No. Teacher, I'll leave first."

"I send you."

"No, the driver is waiting for me outside." Qiao Lian said: "Thank you, teacher."

"Send you to the school gate." Chu Zheng settled for the second best.

Qiao Lian had no choice but to nod, Chu Zheng locked the classroom door and left school with Qiao Lian.

At this time, there was no one at the school gate. Qiao Lian looked around and seemed to have no car found.

Qiao Lian took out his cell phone and found a text message lying in his inbox. He glanced at it and put the cell phone back.

Chu Zheng didn't see anything written in that text message, but judging from the current situation, no one answered Qiao Lian.

"Let's go, I'll give you it."

Qiao Lian hesitated: "Thank you, teacher."

-

Chu Zheng sent Qiao Lian. As soon as Qiao Lian stepped in, someone came out and waved to him.

"Qiao Lian!"

The man rushed over.

A boy about the same age as Qiao Lian is sunny and handsome, and he is full of famous brands.

The boy grabbed Qiao Lian's arm and gasped: "I didn't answer the phone call you, and I thought you were lost again... Hey, is this?"

Qiao Lian pulled out his hand without a trace: "This is my class teacher, Mr. Ruan."

"Hello teacher." The boy saluted in an inappropriate manner: "I am Qiao Lianfajiao, Lu Zhou."

Chu Zheng nodded: "Then I'll leave first."

"Goodbye to the teacher!"

Lu Zhou waved.

After Chu Zheng left, Lu Zhou hooked Qiao Lan’s neck: “Qiao Lan, your class teacher is quite beautiful and has a temperament.”

Although Lu Zhou is not old, he grew up in this circle.

This is a sensibility.

"Yes." Qiao Lian pulled his hand away and walked inside.

Lu Zhou was curious: "Why did she send you back? The head teachers of your school are so beautiful? I would have gone to your place if I had known that I would go to your place, what international school to study? Alas, slow down, ancestors, go here!!"

Qiao Lian turned back as if nothing had happened and walked on the other side.

Lu Zhou complained: "I really admire you. I can get lost at my doorstep. I see what you do in the future."

"Luzhou."

"Um?"

"Do you think I'm in trouble?"

Lu Zhou was stunned for a moment and slapped him on the shoulder: "What did you say? We grew up together, that is the relationship between brothers. Don't worry, brothers will be on call in the future."

"Thanks."

"What did we say thank you. Go to my house?"
To be continued...