"Let's do it, Zixuan, come to the administrative building. I live in the suite on the fifth floor. Let's have a good chat! By the way, call Beile here!"

"Old Ling, this..." Song Zixuan was stunned. Old Ling spoke as unrestrained as before. He was obviously a man and even some grandparents and grandchildren. Why are they two brothers?

"Don't let this, that's it, come quickly, I'm waiting for you!"

After saying that, Ling Zhen hung up the phone.

Song Zixuan looked at Beile helplessly: "Old Ling asked us to go there."

"Hmm? Is there anything else about me? I thought I was the head teacher's bureau today."

"Get out, let's get rid of me?"

The two of them made a brief preparation and walked out of the dormitory to see Ling Zhen.

However, as soon as he walked to the gate of the East Courtyard, he saw Yang Junye coming.

"Oh, head teacher, haha, where are you going?"

Although Yang Junye smiled while speaking, he clearly saw the anger under his smile.

At this moment, the enemy was particularly jealous when they met, and they were talking about his condition.

However, Song Zixuan was calm and nodded: "After a walk, is there something wrong?"

"Of course, haha, I'll report to the East Courtyard. Chief Instructor, you have to eat something to eat."

Song Zixuan could naturally hear the thorn in his words and said, "Yang Junye, don't be sarcastic to me. Tell me if you have something to do, and let go of it if you have nothing to do!"

Yang Junye snorted coldly when he heard this, "Hmph, Song Zixuan, then I'll just say it. I don't agree to be the chief instructor, I don't agree!"

"so what?"

"I'll challenge you now. Listen, it's not the students, but you and me!"

Song Zixuan chuckled: "I have no reason to compete with you."

"Are you scared? I am a disciple of the Nanchu God, you dare not meet me, right? Mr. Ling arranged for you to be the chief instructor because of the conflict with my master."

"Song Zixuan, you don't count anything!"

Yang Junye shouted.

Upon hearing this, Song Zixuan, who had just stepped away, stopped.

"Are you a disciple of Nan Chu God?"

"Hmph, Song Zixuan, you are pretending to me, don't you know? What kind of pretending to be!"

Song Zixuan smiled: "I don't need to pretend, but... if I compare with me, what are you betting on?"

"Whoever loses and leaves the academy, do you dare?"

"Haha, the bet is too big, I don't like to take risks!"

"you……"

Song Zixuan shook his neck and said indifferently: "Let's do this, I lose. I won't care about you in the East Courtyard in the future, but if you lose, I'll obey me. Do you dare?"

Song Zixuan's words stunned Yang Junye.

In his opinion, if Song Zixuan really obeys it, then the bet will be really big.

He would rather leave than be under Song Zixuan's hands!

But now he is angry, and Yang Junye is too lazy to care about so much. He can't wait to kill Song Zixuan in cooking!

"Okay, what's there to dare to do? Compare now!"

"Sorry, I still have something to do now. Let's see you tomorrow afternoon in the square!"

After saying that, Song Zixuan walked forward.

"Okay, I'm waiting for you!"
Chapter completed!