Finger, who was gnawing on pig's trotters in the cafeteria, froze in place as if he had been hit by a soul-fixing curse.

It's just because of a long list of messages his little brother just sent him-

"Damn it, boss, you are so awesome. You just let S-level kick the Lionheart and the Student Union and then come to our News Agency! In this way, our News Agency is so awesome! The sacrifice you made for this is really too great. You actually plan to give up your position as president. We all miss you as younger brothers!

When will the S-Class take office? Do we need to prepare any welcome ceremony? Wow, it is exciting to think about the vigorous prospects of our news agency after the arrival of S-Class. Maybe there will be schoolgirls attracted to S-Class in the future. As the scale expands, our news agency can be upgraded to a news agency? It sounds a bit strange. Should we change our name at that time..."

Finger: "???"

Where did this come from the back thorn? Whose brother are you? Where did this news come from? It’s too far to think about it! Have you already started to think about changing your name? Who taught you this top association ability!

Oh, it seems to be myself, that's all right.

That's weird!

This is the first time Finger has eaten melons on himself!

Finger made two pig trotters in a few seconds, put the plate and left the cafeteria. As soon as he took out his phone, he received another message from his younger brother: "Boss, can you see if the title and content of such a post work?"

There is a file attached below. Finger clicked it with no expectation at all, and then his eyes twitched wildly... mainly his right eye.

Finger knows the saying "left eye twitches and wealth" is rich and right eye twitches and disasters".

The title of the document is the pre-prepared post title, and the title given by this little brother is - [Shock! S-level rejects the Lionheart and Student Union to join the News Agency! The great sacrifice from the former president of the News Agency Finger!]

alright.

Finger understood that when he saw this, the content was no longer important.

What is important is where you should choose your cemetery for the next year...

I, Finger, still alive and without sacrifice, hey!

Where did you learn how to tell lies with your eyes open?

After calming down his heavy mood, Finger sent a message to his younger brother: "Are you going to the door with your left or right foot today?"

"I don't remember it, boss, why are you asking this?" the younger brother asked.

"Don't remember? Then you were fired because you didn't remember whether you entered the door with your left or right foot!"

"No, boss! I remember it's left foot!"

"That's because of his left foot entering the door first!"

"I remember the boss wrongly, it's right foot!"

"That's because he was fired because his right foot entered the door first!"

...

While Finger was savoring the bitter fruit he had made over the years, Mo Qiuran and Chu Zihang had already arrived at the church bell tower.

When they went to take the 3E exam in the morning, the principal mentioned that the vice principal asked them for something, and if they had time, they could go to the bell tower to look for it. There was no limit to the time, so as soon as the club problem was solved, Mo Qiuran and Chu Zihang came here.

The church is a typical medieval European-style building, and there will be no other things. After all, there is no such thing in other places. If something similar to it is placed in China, it is called the Chenghuang Temple or the Land Temple. Mo Qiuran said that the people living in such places are either legendary hermits or magical and weird things, and they will not be normal people anyway.

"I can't be normal! The reason I stay here is because of the suppression of that old slut! As the vice principal, I have always been suppressed by him, the principal. As long as you are willing to join my camp to help me seize the position of principal, I promise you the position of lifeguard in the swimsuit swimming competition!"

As Mo Qiuran finished speaking, the door of the bell tower was pushed open with a "bang" sound, an old cowboy said so on the door that was opened by the bangran.

Mo Qiuran thought seriously for a while and showed a shocked expression on her face, saying, "Is the internal factional struggles in the school now so serious? It's really terrible. In fact, we are all people who can abandon the darkness and turn to the light, but the conditions you offer do not seem to be too tempting."

Chu Zihang was still silent, just staring at the bottle of whiskey left in the old cowboy's hand... In fact, it was not necessary to know that the old cowboy was drinking too much, because the smell of alcohol was five meters away, which made Chu Zihang feel a little worried whether the vice principal in this state could still carry out the research on the dragon clan that the principal said before.

"What? Isn't this attractive enough? Lifeguards can be justified in the swimsuit competition to get to the most beauties!" said the old cowboy.

"But we can do such things even if we don't act as lifeguards..." Mo Qiuran spreads his hands, "And we all have people we like, and we have no chance of getting married to the vast forest."

"Young man was hanged on a tree so early! You have never seen the beauty of the lush forests of the flower world!" The old cowboy persuaded in the tone of the experienced person.

"There's no choice. The tree I'm looking for is probably only a husband who has lost his husband and has no divorce..." Mo Qiuran laughed loudly, and then pointed at Chu Zihang, "As for him, you can probably tell how difficult it is to see a girl based on your experience as a vice principal!"

"Indeed, I don't know what kind of strange woman can make this wood move..." The principal nodded and agreed with each other. It was clearly the first time they met, but they started chatting like this... However, in Chu Zihang's opinion, it didn't seem very strange.

And the vice principal gives people the feeling... why is it so familiar?

"Hey, it seems that I can only slowly endure that old slut..." The old cowboy was deeply moved.

"Vice Principal, aren't you older than the principal?" Mo Qiuran gave a kind reminder.

"You don't understand this. Being older than him does not necessarily mean that I will leave before him. After all, I am a person... Guru... pays great attention to health preservation!" As the vice principal said, he also gave himself a mouthful of whiskey.

Mo Qiuran and Chu Zihang looked at the extremely obvious 46 marked on the whiskey bottle at the same time.

Although there is still a big gap compared to the 96-degree specialty of "Water of Life"... but it is also considered a strong wine. It seems that the way you drink it doesn't have much to do with health preservation! The two of them thought to themselves.
Chapter completed!