After resigning, Jin Suiyuan returned to the apartment and explained to Liu Wenshu. Liu Wenshu had a big reaction and kept muttering that the little monk had a cramp in his brain and had a good job and wanted to go to school.

However, when she thought that the manager was very polite to me recently, she not only had a salary increase but also became a secretary foreman. Even if Jin Suiyuan didn't go to work, she could afford it.

The next morning.

"Brother Jin, the school has already completed some preparations. I will take you to go through the procedures now." Xu Shaoqing said.

Jin Suiyuan nodded, his heart full of expectations.

Years of practice have made Xu Shaoqing's figure and physique almost reach the so-called perfection. In addition, a high-end black suit, he looks tall and capable, without losing the demeanor of a superior.

Walking on campus, it inevitably caused the students who came to report to stop and watch.

"Who is that person? He looks so elegant. Isn't he a new teacher?"

"Stop teasing, if there is such a handsome teacher, how could I not know?"

"A group of idiots, in Haizhen, who is as handsome as my brother Warren!"

A boy who thought he was cool came to the crowd of girls, but was turned around by dozens of wonderful intentions. He really thought he was a loser.

Xu Shaoqing had also gone to school, so he understood the thoughts of these young girls. He laughed it off and took Jin Suiyuan straight to the office of the Academic Affairs Office.

After passing the teaching building with a familiarity, Xu Shaoqing knocked on the door lightly.

"Dongdong!"

"Please come in!"

"For more than ten years, the teacher has not changed at all!" As soon as Xu Shaoqing entered the door, he saw a middle-aged man correcting his homework on his desk, with a cup of tea next to him, and couldn't help but smile.

"Hmm?" The man stopped writing and looked up, but saw a man standing in front of the door. He couldn't help but feel overjoyed: "Shaoqing?"

"I haven't seen each other for two years, please don't come here!" Xu Shaoqing said with a smile.

"I'm so energetic and energetic for you. I'm so energetic every day. I had a conversation with Mr. Wang at the door a few days ago, but it was so satisfying!"

The man's name is Liuchuanshan. He is the director of the Academic Affairs Office of Haizhen Middle School. When Xu Shaoqing entered this school, he brought it up by himself. The two of them are both teachers and friends, and they can be regarded as old friends.

Later, Xu Shaoqing went to Tiantai Mountain to learn art. After going down the mountain, he specially left a practice method "The Practice of Nourishing Qi" for him to practice.

Although this "Qi Qing Jue" only explains the basic skills of breathing and meditation, long-term practice, strengthening the body, and prolonging life can still be achieved.

Yanagawashan has been persisting for seven years, but now he is nearly fifty years old, but he looks only about forty, radiant and full of yang energy. Among them, the eight cd is attributed to the "Qi Qing Jue", so he is grateful to Xu Shaoqing.

However, Yanagawayama's eyesight and ability are obviously on the same level as the director of the Academic Affairs Office. He does not know Xu Shaoqing's family background well, but he also knows that he is a child of a wealthy family. As the saying goes, he will not go to the Three Treasures Hall without any trouble. Xu Shaoqing comes here in person and must have something to ask for, so he smiled and said, "Shaoqing, this time I am here, aren't it just a reminiscing with me?"

"Nothing can be hidden from the teacher's eyes." Xu Shaoqing smiled and brought Jin Suiyuan to him, saying, "He is the son of my distant relative. This time I came here to let him go to Haizhen to go to school."

"this……"

Yanagawayama looked a little embarrassed. With his relationship with Xu Shaoqing, helping is just a trivial matter, and being able to end up with a favor can be considered a sure profit. However, Haizhen is a private school, and students' admission procedures are subject to permission from the principal.

"I have already said hello to the principal and the superior. The files will be transmitted to Haizhen in a few days." Seeing that Liuchuanshan seemed to be in trouble, Xu Shaoqing also smiled.

"That's good." Yanagawashan felt relieved after hearing this.

"Suyuan, please ask the teacher to take care of him." Xu Shaoqing bent down to show respect. He turned around and looked at Jin Suyuan and whispered: "Brother Jin, you go to school here first, no matter whether you lack money or a girl to warm the bed, with a word, I will send it to you immediately."

"Ahem..." Jin Suiyuan staggered and almost choked to death by his saliva.

"Then I'll leave first!"

Xu Shaoqing called me in a call and quickly escaped.

"I didn't expect Shaoqing would arrange for you to go to school." Yanagawayama saw that Jin Suiyuan was tall and handsome, and looked honest, and she felt a little clear in her heart.

"Director, which class do I go to?" Jin Suiyuan asked.

Yanagawayama suddenly realized and picked up the files of each class. The staff in the first few classes were full, but there were two places in Class 11 that were not full. So he smiled and said, "There are still places in Class 11. I will take you to the classroom later."

Jin Suiyuan smiled and said, "Don't bother the director anymore. I'll go find it myself and get familiar with the school environment."

"Okay." Yanagawayama nodded and smiled, "In addition, if you don't understand anything in class, just ask questions to the teacher or communicate with classmates, otherwise you can come to the office to find me. Don't be polite."

"Thank you, Director." Jin Suiyuan said.

"Lin Dongbai, look at a freshman, who knows how to respect teachers. You have been studying in Haizhen for a year and have never said a good thing except pretending to be cool and scolding people all day long. I really don't know what to say to you."

In a corner of the office, a female teacher who is thirty years old is teaching a boy a lesson.

The boy is fair and handsome, but he is not very good at dressing up. He has ripped pants, earrings, golden brown hair, and looks very dandy.

Faced with the teacher's advice, the boy was unmoved, going into the left ear and out of the right ear. The words were like the wind blew, and he ignored her at all.

The female teacher was so angry that her face turned red. She wanted to pick up the teaching stick and beat the boy hard, but the director and the freshman were present. She was really hard to do, so she had to shake her head helplessly: "Forget it, let's go back to the classroom to go to class."

The boy snorted coldly, ignoring the teacher's resentment, and just walked out of the office.

"This classmate!"

"Is it you?" The boy turned his head impatiently, and saw that the person coming was a "polite" good student, and his face became a little colder.

Jin Suiyuan said kindly: "I am from Class 11, please give me some advice."

"Class 11?" When the boy heard this, a playful smile suddenly spun around his lips: "I thought he was the top student of you, but he turned out to be one of the group of trash students in Class 11."

"Trump?" Jin Suiyuan didn't understand what this said meant.

"There are 11 classes in the second year of high school. Each class is divided according to academic performance. Good grades are all in Class 1 and Class 2. If you are assigned to Class 1 and Class 1, doesn't it mean you are a poor student?" the boy sneered.

The first time Jin Suiyuan went to school, she was ridiculed as a poor student before she even saw the book. She was unbearable. She was angry and came up from the soles of her feet and said coldly: "I heard you say that, your grades are very good? What kind of students are you from?"

"I am…"

The boy was about to speak, but suddenly realized that this boy could not fight with him, so why did he reveal himself to him? So he looked for a stern face: "Who are you, you are qualified to ask questions? Are you looking for a slap!"

Rolling up his sleeves and showing his muscles to the ignorant boy. Unexpectedly, Jin Suiyuan also learned his movements, rolled up his short sleeves, and exerted a little force on his arms. His biceps were like a awake lion, and he suddenly raised his head.

"My grass, you are awesome!" The boy's eyes were bulging, and he was obviously frightened by Jin Suiyuan's developed muscles. He muttered and turned into the classroom at the deepest part of the corridor.

"Young man is quite conscious of the times." Jin Suiyuan laughed in silence, put away his kirin arm, glanced at him, and suddenly realized that the sign hanging at the end of the corridor was Class 21, Grade 21.

He was so crazy just now, how could he be a "poor student"?

For a moment, Jin Suiyuan was full of interest in the so-called Class 11.
Chapter completed!