[BL] Dressed as The School Grass' Ex-boyfriend [Transmigration]

Chapter 9

The dean is called Feng Mao, who is newly transferred this semester.

The new official took office with three fires and was very keen on discipline. He didn’t eat breakfast, held a big horn, stood in front of the teaching building for fifteen minutes, and finally caught the typical example of Yingjiao.

Knowing that he was in the seventh grade of the second grade, Feng Mao took the person directly to the second grade science office and pushed him to Teacher Liu: “Is this from your class?”

Teacher Liu was eating steamed buns and frowned when he saw the two of them: “Yes.”

He stood up, pushed the office chair aside, glanced at Jing Ci, and said in a deep voice, “What did the two of them commit?”

“This—” Feng Mao pointed to Ying Jiao: “I was caught upright without wearing a school uniform.” He turned around and pulled Jing Ci up and sneered: “As for this one, he said he would testify to his friend to prove that he didn’t. Wearing school uniforms is dirty.”

Hearing that it was not a fight or skipping class, Teacher Liu heaved a sigh of relief: “Director, don’t worry, I will let him go back to wear school uniform.”

Feng Mao was very dissatisfied with his light-handed attitude. He patted the table and said, “Mr. Liu, the students in your class should be in charge! Students must wear school uniforms. This is a rule! As long as they are in school, Shou! It’s not what I said, for an unorganized and undisciplined person like him, he will be a prison in the future!”

He looked at Jing Ci: “This is not a good product either! You can tell a lie and grab your hands. At first glance, it is not good at character!”

Ying Jiao raised his eyes and glanced at him.

Feng Mao was ignited by the namelessness of his glance: “What are you looking at? Why? Not convinced? Is the teacher wrong? What about your school uniform? Why don’t you wear it?!”

Ying Jiao Erlang leaned on his desk and lazily said, “It’s dirty.”

Feng Mao instantly exploded: “Teacher Liu, look at the students in your class! What kind of attitude is this?! Is it reasonable to not wear school uniforms? Just take the college entrance examination? Take a fart! Go home with your schoolbag!”

Ying Jiao raised his lips, stood up straight, turned and left.

“You” Feng Mao was furious: “What’s the matter with you, a student?! Stop it for me! Where are you going?!”

Ying Jiao didn’t look back, completely ignoring Feng Mao behind him: “Go home with your schoolbag.”

Feng Mao ran forward two steps: “You come back to me, come back! Have you heard?!”

“Sorry, our prison never goes back.”

The other eavesdropping teachers in the office couldn’t hold back, and chuckled.

Feng Mao was so angry that he fell on his back and almost fainted on the spot.

“You! You have a big demerit! You have to write a review of three thousand words! When the flag is raised on Monday, read it on the podium in front of all the teachers and students of the school!”

“No!” Before Yingjiao spoke, Teacher Liu suddenly seemed to be stung by a bee and jumped up: “Yingjiao can’t read the review!”

The last time he was so punished to win arrogance, he abruptly turned the review into a personal speech conference.