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Chapter 27 Discounted goods can not be bought casually, spicy eyes.
Tang Yaoxun, the famous name of Zhongming Bird, not only serves as the principal of human high school, but also holds important positions in the Demon Management Committee.
When the unicorn cub was not in kindergarten, Da Qilin often took him to work, and sometimes he was too busy, so he threw his son to a colleague. Speaking in detail, when the troublemaker was a child, he probably pulled out the beautiful and colorful tail hair of the Chongming Bird.
And every time during the Chinese New Year, Xiao Qilin always received a large amount of monster coin lucky money from the other party-so he originally liked it very much and was looking forward to seeing Uncle Shigeming!
A good nanny plus a colorful feather toy provider, and a monster coin cash machine that was open during the festival, suddenly became a stern high school deputy principal. Who can stand it.
Ji Xingling lay on the table and sighed from the bottom of his heart.
Lin Jing also wanted to sigh just like him. He fought in a suspected bad place and hit him in front of the vice-principal. He smashed the glass and turned the window. He ran wildly with the sound of police cars and destroyed the decorative bricks of the public green belt. .
The two had their own concerns, and they didn't speak much all morning. The other people in the first grade of high school saw it in their eyes, and they were also flustered, speculating about how terrifying the new vice principal was this time, and why, whether it is a big skipper or a big student, it seems to be very worried and dazed, very scary.
In the afternoon class meeting, Wei Xue really received a new notice. There are three sessions in the evening self-study. From 6:30 to 9:30, the school bus time and schedule will be adjusted accordingly. There is also an explicit prohibition of carrying mobile phones-but for most students in Shanhai, the explicit prohibition is equivalent to not being able to take out the mobile phone in an open manner. Set it to silent and stuff it into your schoolbag. As long as you don't sway too much, there shouldn't be any major problems.
Lin Jinghuai held the last glimmer of hope and asked his classmates: "It was so dark that day, would Principal Tang not remember us at all?"
Ji Xingling was silent for a while, and decided to confess and be more lenient: "...Impossible, he is a good friend of my dad."
Lin Jing fainted slightly to show respect, and after taking care of the relationship, he changed his expression: "Then he didn't remember me at all and only deeply impressed you in his heart?"
Ji Xingling turned his head to look at him, very weak: "How come you have nothing to do with you?"
Lin Jing said calmly: "That's right."
Lin Jing also said: "To be honest, I am considering whether to find Old Wang to change his position and stay away from you, the key monitor."
Ji Xingling: "..."
This is Mr. Little Lin who is ruthless as the autumn wind sweeps the fallen leaves.
Tomorrow will start evening self-study. Yu Yizhou and the others originally planned to form a game, eat, sing and sing K or something, otherwise they would go to the arena to play for a few hours to commemorate this "last night of freedom" , But Lin Jing and Ji Xingling were both visually uninterested. They each found an excuse and planned to evacuate as soon as the bell rings, so as not to be caught by the vice principal again. , Add another layer of frost on the snow.
Before get out of class was over, the owner of the drug animal in the grocery store sent a WeChat message to Ji Xingling, saying that the previously ordered Lucky animal blessing bag had arrived, and asked him when to pick it up.
Brother Star: So fast?
Grocery store owner: Because you don't want brave in your lucky bag, it's fast and cheap.
It's more expensive to have a brave, and the gods with the effect of fortune are more expensive.
Brother Xing: OK, then I will come over after school to get the remaining monster coinsā
Before he finished typing, a school uniform fell from the sky to cover the phone, which shocked him.
"Ji Xingling, I'm a little hot." Lin Jing didn't change his face, "Help me put it on your side first, I'm full of this stuff."
"..." It's still raining outside, why are you hot?
"Cough!" Wang Hongyu stood at the door of the classroom and coughed heavily, beside him was the new vice principal, Chongming's uncle Tang Yaoxun.
Ji Xingling reacted, and quickly wrapped the phone in his school uniform and stuffed it into the table, grabbing a ballpoint pen and doing assiduous study.
The vice principal walked into the classroom and signaled the students to continue their self-study and not to be disturbed. He stood at Ji Xingling's table for a while and asked, "This is Chinese self-study. Why are you the only one doing math in the class?"
Wang Hongyu: "..."
Ji Xingling stood up very hard: "Then what, because Teacher Wang was not here just now."
Wang Hongyu once again: "..."
Lin Jing was also convinced by the excuse he made. Although he didn't want to care about it, he couldn't really save him. He had to go out in person again, biting his head and raising his hand: "Teacher, Ji Xingling just got stuck with the question, he asked me Iām not sure about the options for reading and comprehension. I just want to wait until Teacher Wang comes back. Maybe he thinks time canāt be wasted, so hurry up and write a few maths.ā
As soon as this statement came out, the whole Grade Two and One Class just wanted to hold their fists. He was indeed a top ten dad. He was a brave man to tell a lie. Master Ji took the initiative to ask Chinese questions, and didnāt want to waste time to start. Mathematics, this kind of magical story can be believed by the newly arrived vice principal.
"Sit down." Tang Yaoxun nodded and said to Lin Jing, "I heard your teacher Wang mentioned that you are a top student who is very hopeful to make it to the top ten in the province. The college entrance examination is about to go in more than a year. "
"Thank you teacher." Lin Jing had a good attitude and a well-behaved face, so he almost put the words "I will study hard" on his head.
Fortunately, Vice President Tang has everything to do, and he didnāt have time to ask more about Chinese reading and comprehension. So he quickly transferred to other classes with a few teachers. Ji Xingling quickly changed the math learning problem set to Chinese, and handed him the school uniform again, whispering. Say: "Thanks."
Lin Jing had no time to speak, and sneezed three or four in one breath. When he took the clothes, his fingers were a little cold. After all, it is still very cloudy when it rains in Jincheng in autumn, and Dongshan Tower is even more humid and cold. Ji Xingling asked: "Where's your cup? I'll get you some hot water."
Lin Jing took out a tissue and wiped his nose: "I gave it to you before."
Sent me? Ji Xingling recalled for a long time, only to remember that on the night when he went to eat at the gluttonous store, Teacher Xiaolin said "prostitution" with a face of integrity, and was shocked that he spouted a sip of water on the spot and contaminated the thermos cup of cleanliness.
"..."
Just then the get out of class bell rang, and Yu Yizhou pushed him behind his back: "Go buy water?"
"Bring me a bottle." Ji Xingling kicked off the chair, "I'll go to the small playground."
He remembered that there seemed to be cups for sale in the convenience store there, and they were piled up on the bottom of the shelf. Facts have proved that the young masterās memory is still very strong. There are indeed many cups in this store, but they are all in cartoon fantasy style. Anyway, pink, pink and blue are all kinds of pink, and there are beautiful girls with hearts and stars printed on them. The target customers are all female classmates in the school, and there is nothing wrong with boys.
Ji Xingling thought for a while, if he would give a cup of a beautiful girl with a pink belt to the same table...tsk, or forget it.
He clapped his hands and stood up. Just as he was about to return to the classroom, there was a calm male voice behind him: "What are you going to buy?"
"..."
There are no other customers in the store, and Ji Xingling greets honestly: "Hey... Principal Tang."
"The next self-study class is about to start, why are you still dangling around?" Tang Yaoxun patted his head and warned, "Boy, don't let me see you secretly playing with your phone in class next time."
"Oh." Yes, Teacher Xiaolin has a cold in vain.
"Go back and have a good class." Tang Yaoxun said, "Don't be late."
"Principal Tang." Now that I have encountered them, Ji Xingling thought for a while, and said straightforwardly and boldly, "Do you have a new thermos cup?"
"Yes, come with me to get it." Tang Yaoxun was still happy to help Old Ji take care of the cub in this kind of life trivial matter.
Three minutes later, Ji Xingling left the vice principal's office holding a large silver thermos cup.
As for why he had to hold it, because he couldn't hold it with one hand, it was like a bazooka barrel. The middle-aged and elderly Internet celebrities are popular, large-capacity, save trouble, let you get up early to get a glass of water and drink all day.
Yu Yizhou came over lazily carrying three bottles of ice-cola, just when he met him, the whole person was shocked: "What are you?"
"Cup, donāt you know?" Ji Xingling forced it in. He stood in front of the water dispenser and picked up some hot water. He popped the lid back and put it on the same table with a āboomā cry. Said: "I will pay you a new one."
Lin Jing:?
Li Moyuan and Wei Xue at the front table also turned their heads to visit this peerless giant cup, very puzzled: "Ji Xingling, why do you want to buy such a big cup?"
"..." Your star brother likes big ones, can't you!
Although the feeling of being at the same table was confusing but touching, Lin Jing finally decided to accept the gift and expressed his gratitude. But the table bucket can't be stuffed in, and it takes up a lot of space on the table, so it can only be used when you take it home.
Ji Xingling feels from the bottom of his heart that 80% of this god cup will be thrown into the 1302 grocery room tonight, but thatās okay. He also dislikes it anyway. If itās not for the face of the vice principal, he would like to see it in the first place. He walked away at a glance.
After the school bell rang, Ji Xingling went to the back alley grocery store alone, paying the balance in one hand and the lucky bag in the other.
"How about it, is my efficiency okay?" The fat boss was complacent.
The efficiency is indeed good enough, but the quality of the goods is... Ji Xingling looked at the purplish red satin in the box, embroidered with pink lotus and emerald green lotus leaves, and felt that he was going blind.
This is what a spicy eye aesthetic.
Why is there such a turtle man.
The fat boss tried to explain: "Doesn't this give you a discount? How can there be no shortcomings in discounted products? The price of this kind of shark silk is the cheapest, and the effect of evil spirits is the same. I have to make a reasonable profit, right?"
Ji Xingling wanted to vomit blood. He knew that the price of the discount was the purple lotus. He would rather give up the 20% discount on the student price.
It may be that he was a little hesitant, and the boss immediately emphasized: "Once it is sold, it will not be returned. This is the rule, you know!"
Ji Xingling put the lucky bag into his trouser pocket casually, very...headache.
Compared with this thing, even the thermos mug in the afternoon is not so outdated, and it can even be called fashionable and modern. As often said in advertisements, the silver line highlights the bright and technological sense. So it is conceivable that it is an impossible task to give the lucky bag to Teacher Xiaolin and let him hang it around his neck willingly.
It is true that discounted goods cannot be bought blindly, and it is easy to be heart-stuck.
But no matter how much experience is summed up, can only take it as a warning next time. As for this time, as the saying goes, bought it all.
After returning home, Ji Xingling took out her lucky bag and stood at the door of the bedroom, trying to find a fashion resonance: "Mom, do you think it looks good, is it okay?"
Hu Meimei replied: "Where is it? You said this broken thing was picked up from the garbage dump, I also believe it."
Sure enough, my mother.
Ji Xingling: ... don't want to talk.