MTL - Returning From Level 900-Chapter 11 come in person

Chapter 11 Come in person

This time it was the chubby dean who appeared at the door of the classroom.

There were several people standing beside him.

The first one was wearing a straight woolen coat and a gray lady's suit. She looked like a weak and graceful little woman, but she had a strong aura on her body, and she seemed to be full of aura when she went to any stop.

Who else would it be if it wasn't Tong Xiaolei?

I don't know if the name of the first consortium is too scary, or because the chubby body is more afraid of heat, and the head of the department is sweating on his forehead.

After shouting, and seeing that there was no movement in the classroom, those who should be watching the fun and those who should be playing together, he was a little anxious, and casually asked the nearest student: "You remember the students who were stopped by me for questioning before class. Is that classmate? Where did the others go?"

This is a hopeless word.

There are many first-year students in the academy, even those from the same department who do not know each other.

Unless you are famous.

Otherwise, it's normal to not be famous in person, or not to know people when you meet them.

Unexpectedly, the students in the first row carefully turned around and pointed to the group of people who were "getting together and playing", indicating that they were there.

"Isn't this a delay!" The dean of the department took out a handkerchief and wiped his sweat, then walked over to the crowd in person, shouting loudly, "Get out of the way, get out of the way, don't play, where is Wang Wen? ?"

The girls in the periphery heard the voice and turned around and saw that it was the head of the department. They immediately calmed down and hurriedly backed away.

The battle at the center was fierce, and everyone was too invested in it for a while and couldn't react.

Waiting for the head of the department to push aside the crowd to see Wang Wen, whose face was covered in blood, his face was so gloomy that water almost dripped.

He took out a clean tissue and pressed the wounds on Wang Wen and the skinny boy's head and face, and looked around coldly.

A group of girls around was dumbfounded.

One or two did not dare to make a sound, and stood beside them with their hands and feet tied up.

"Nonsense!" The head of the department, who has always been kind-hearted and kind-hearted, became even more terrifying. An angry shout scared the surrounding girls into silence.

"The person who started today!" The dean of the department shook his short fat finger and pointed around, and said mercilessly: "Everything has been written and checked! I will catch this matter myself, and don't want to run away! I will watch it before class tomorrow. Go to the review book, or go to the teaching office, did you hear it clearly?"

When the girls dissipated voluntarily, even Yu Zhi, who was still in a daze, was pulled away.

The head of the department asked Wang Wen with concern, "Are you alright?"

Wang Wen asked the skinny boy with concern, "Are you alright?"

The skinny boy wiped his nose and said angrily, "It's because the teacher came early, otherwise they'll be finished! I'm about to fight back!"

'You can pull it down! You're going to die later! ’

Wang Wen and the head of the department looked at each other, and both saw this rant in each other's eyes.

Wang Wen nodded and said to the head of the department, "Thank you, teacher, what are you looking for from me?"

The head of the department slapped his forehead: "I'm so confused, come with me quickly, someone from a noble person will come to you and ask for your name."

Wang Wen followed his walking direction and saw the pursed smile standing at the door, and he knew it.

He patted the skinny boy on the shoulder and motioned for him to rest first, and followed the head of the department to the door.

With wounds on his face and blood stars on his face, his expression was calm and indifferent. He walked through the classroom and walked at the front of the classroom under the watchful eyes of all his classmates. superior.

Yu Zhi, who was sitting in the middle of the classroom, looked at the figure walking in front, her eyes dazed.

Why?

He is obviously just a poor student with low grades, who is not outstanding, has no specialties, never attracts attention, and has zero sense of existence.

He obviously looked like a joke boy, and he wrote a love letter to himself.

Why do people feel different recently?

Obviously nothing has changed.

Why did Cheng Queyi look for him, and the head of the department also looked for him?

Shouldn't this sense of growing distance that has never been turned upside down be the "privilege" of a girl like yourself?

On graduation day, let go of long hair, put on beautiful makeup, put on a long-sleeved school uniform, put on a skirt or shorts to reveal straight and fair long legs, and amaze the classmates who have been in the same class for many years. These are all things that I have done before!

I have always left others behind, I have only seen regret on the faces of others and I am proud to move forward.

what is it today?

Obviously nothing has changed!

Why?

Yu Zhi looked at the door where the figure had long since disappeared, and was silent for a long time.

Outside the classroom.

Wang Wen and Tong Xiaolei released their hands with a single squeeze.

Tong Xiaolei smiled and stared at his face, trying to see something unnatural on his face.

Who would have thought that Wang Wen simply wiped it with a tissue, nodded and said, "Don't worry, it's just a skin injury, it won't affect my collection of money."

"What do I have to worry about!" Tong Xiaolei, dumbfounded, stretched out her hand to lead into the distance, "Please, Mr. Selling?"

Wang Wen looked at the head of the department in surprise: "Where are you going? Wasn't she looking for me?"

The head of the department wiped his sweat with his handkerchief, only knowing that he nodded in response.

This situation finally aroused Wang Wen's curiosity.

A group of people went straight to the dean's room.

On the way, the head of the department also found a lecturer to help Wang Wen ask for leave for the following classes.

What else is there to say if the head of the department personally asks for leave.

The lecturer nodded decisively and said that he would keep a good record of the class so that Wang could review and study at any time.

Even before that, the lecturer never knew who Wang was in his class.

The unprecedented treatment allowed Wang Wen to formally experience the power of the first consortium in the "mortal world". UU reading www.uukanshu. com

I never had such an opportunity in my previous life.

When he joined the group, he had left the academy for many years.

The environment is different.

Feeling nature is different.

The outside world is flattered by the stinking businessmen, how can there be any special favors from the teachers of the academy?

This used to be a treatment for top students!

The leader of the Central Group of the Intelligence Department of the First Consortium?

From the corner of Wang Wen's eyes, she glanced at Tong Xiaolei who was not far away.

Do not.

She is already very familiar with her, so if you have anything to say, you can finish it face to face, and you don't need to go to the dean's room to talk.

Is that because the test results were obtained, and the mysterious team leader came over to meet people in person?

That's not right, the leader of the previous group is respectable enough, but not so cautious.

The rest of the answer is ready to come out.

Wang Wen was a little surprised.

No way?

It's just a piece of information on the 69th floor.

Maybe it's colder.

There's no need to work so hard, right?

When he got to the dean's room and saw the old man with white hair on the chair, Wang Wen couldn't help feeling shocked this time.

The dean's room was full of people.

Even the dean stood. .

The head of the department who led the way was not even qualified to enter the door, so he stopped in sweat after taking it outside.

Tong Xiaolei, who pursed her lips and smiled without saying a word, slowed her footsteps before entering the door, and put away all her smiles the moment she bowed her head back.

Guarantee that no matter the corners of his mouth or eyes could see that everything was ready, he led Wang Wen to one meter in front of the old man.

"Long Chang, Wang Wen is here."

Tong Xiaolei meticulously reported with her back bowed.