The old lady mixes modern times [the past wears the present]

Chapter 39

    The class cadre of the third shift was standing in the corridor at the end of the corridor. Gu Huarong stood at the corner where the two windows meet and faced everyone. The sunlight at this time was gentle and slender, and it shone on the girl Xuerun's face. She added a touch of pastel color. After losing weight, her facial features became more three-dimensional. If she didn't care about her eyebrows and eyes, she was as beautiful as a porcelain doll. It's just that these eyebrows, the peaks of the eyebrows are lightly raised, and the eyes are deep, which adds a bit of toughness to the girl. All the emotions are conveyed from these eyebrows, graceful and generous, not angry and arrogant.

    "Student Cultural Innovation and Creativity Competition, when everyone focuses on innovation and creativity, the display of the word "culture" is the key to victory. This," Gu Huarong raised the A4 paper in his hand, "it can be seen that it was done with heart. It's just that there is still a gap between my requirements."  Gu Huarong said bluntly.

Looking at these immature faces, either Stunned or still confused.

Rather than teaching them how to do it, she prefers to cultivate their ability to think.     Sure enough, She opened her mouth and everyone collapsed.

Li Hongliang looked at the people who were still indulging in the beauty when the boss didn't speak, and now they all looked depressed and inexplicably relaxed.

Where is this going? Young master's current anti-attack ability is very strong, so you have to practice.

    At this moment, Gu Huarong temporarily changed his name to Shuang, and the class cadres, the big eggplants, walked back to the class with their heads sluggish, and won the sympathetic attention of all the classmates.

Those who did not run for work in the past are now not envious at all.

God blesses them. Fortunately, I didn't work and took the job . I feel like I can't hope for life after being abused like this every day.   

Song Yuan stopped Gu Huarong, who was about to enter the class at the end, "How is the preparation for the Cultural Innovation and Creativity Competition?" Does the subtext use the teacher's help to check?

    "Very good." After saying these two words, Gu Huarong looked at Song Yuan, waiting for the teacher's instructions.     Song Yuan looked a little embarrassed with his hands behind his back. He used to be afraid that the class leader would not be able to do what he chose and would not be able to drive the atmosphere of the entire class. Now he finds that the class leader is too capable.

    "That's good. If you don't understand something, you can tell the teacher. The teacher is still willing to communicate with you."

Do you have something to ask me, Song Yuan's face is full of expectations.

    "Okay, teacher." Gu Huarong's tone was respectful.

    Song Yuan: Who can tell him how the head teacher has a good relationship with the capable and cool Monitor, waiting online, very urgent.

    Two days later, at the head-to-head meeting, all the classes tried to push me and I let you. Li Mengying was successfully squeezed out because she was  weak. She looked at Songyi, the big man who had exerted the most strength, with tears in her eyes. The one who accepted her fate came to Gu Huarong with an A4 paper that was twice as thick as last time.

    "That squad leader, we have studied all the points you mentioned last time. Considering the issue of cultural heritage, we have redesigned it. It's just like this..." Li Mengying glanced at Gu Huarong weakly, "It's a mess. It seems to be a bit big..."