He arrived at the entrance of Kuomintang's new school. Before getting off the bus, Jiang Nuannuan asked him: "Perhaps when we were children, did we meet in a certain hospital?"

Zhai Heng smiled and said, "It's been so long since I was a child that I can't remember it well."

Jiang Nuannuan lowered her eyes, "Okay, then I'm going to attend the parent-teacher meeting. You go back and get some rest early."

She got off the car, watched the Bentley drive away, and strolled into the school.

She guessed that he was the hidden male protagonist of the fourth world, but one thing was strange. He was 66 and was confirmed to exist as a male supporting actor in a fusion script of several male protagonists. He would die at the age of 30.

So, how could a short-lived male supporting actor become a hidden male protagonist? The previous guess was that World Fusion 66 didn't notice it, but thinking about the photos and notes found at Jiang's house, I thought it was something he did when he was a child that led to it.

The male protagonist is related to her.

Jiang Nuannuan: "66, if Zhai Heng undergoes surgery next year, what is the probability of surviving?"

System 66: "0."

Jiang Nuannuan: "If he becomes the leading actor with his current physical condition, what is the probability of surviving the surgery?"

System 66: "It's still 0. There are thousands of scripts in the world. His setting is destined to be a tragic cannon fodder. Even if it is changed to a protagonist's script, it will still be a BE script. This type of script is the easiest to make readers cry. Our system

The author will not be allowed to change it to a happy ending at will. There is a be and a he that is the world of the novel."

It touched its face with its phantom limb and said mischievously: "He is the only tree hole you don't have to think about. It's easy to get along with him. You feel bad."

Jiang Nuannuan raised her eyebrows, "My heart hurts this today, that hurts tomorrow, and hurts every day."

System 66: "They are all excellent. It is inevitable for our missionaries to fall into liking one or the other, so I will give you a friendly gift to relax the world. When it is successfully completed, you will be a billionaire in your own world."

Jiang Nuannuan, who was busy looking for the classroom, did not communicate with it anymore. She saw Zhai Lin standing at the door of the classroom.

Compared with many elderly parents, he wears a casual thick sweater and black casual pants, and has bright blond hair, which is fashionable and youthful.

He turned his head impatiently, saw her, and calmed down a little, "I thought you weren't coming."

"Of course."

Jiang Nuannuan walked over and held Guomin's little paw. She felt that Zhai Lin was nervous, and comforted him: "Generally, the parent-teacher meeting is just for the head teacher to talk about the learning of the children in the class, or to hand over some activity funds, it will be fine.

"

"Where did you go at night?" Zhai Lin took the opportunity to hold Guomin's extended hand and glanced at her.

Jiang Nuannuan thought for a few seconds and said, "Have dinner with your brother."

"Oh." Zhai Lin walked in with his eyes lowered. Guo Guo saw the hint in his eyes, thinking of what they had just discussed in the car, he nodded secretly.

He will help Huahua and the others, and he will also help his brother.

The school Zhai Lin found for the people was the experimental school with the best teachers in Linggang. Almost all parents with money would send their children here.

The two arrived with their children in hand, attracting everyone's attention.

Most parents feel that Jiang Nuannuan looks familiar.

Although Zhai Lin has an exquisite appearance, he has a gloomy temperament and rarely shows up when he is sick. Almost no one knows him.

They have outstanding looks and are the only ones who bring their children to the parent-teacher conference. Under normal circumstances, children do not need to come.

Jiang Nuannuan noticed it, and after sitting down, she asked in a low voice: "Why are you the only one who brought the people here?"

Zhai Lin looked at the class teacher on the podium and snorted coldly, "Yesterday, because of the inconvenience in his legs, this child sat down on the toilet when he went to the toilet. Their life teacher asked him to step on a stool to wash his pants and made him stand at the door.

Two hours.”

Zhai Lin added: "In the past few days since class, he has often been forced to stand."

Jiang Nuannuan frowned. Both of his legs were prosthetic, and the skin would be very painful if he stood for a long time.

The boy who was sitting in the middle and listening to the two people talking quietly, also lowered his voice like a thief and apologized, "It's my fault, I can't keep up with the study progress."

He used to go to school in the village, and he suddenly received a better aristocratic education. He couldn't adapt, and the children around him didn't like him. He couldn't do any group homework or handicrafts, not even going to the toilet.

He couldn't squat and needed help from the teacher at any time. These things spread quickly and he was hated by his peers.

Jiang Nuannuan followed Jiang Nuannuan to complete the transfer procedures for the nationals, but at that time she was just following behind, Zhai Lin directly asked professionals to handle it, and they took their children to visit the new school and went to eat on the way.

There is a KFC, and I haven’t even had enough for a week now.

After only a few days of school, the nation is already facing midterm exams and parent-teacher conferences.

Jiang Nuannuan heard that Guomin kept lowering his head to admit his mistake, held his little hand tightly, and asked Zhai Lin, "It's not Guomin's problem. He has only been in the new school for a few days and he can't adapt, so the teacher just gave him small shoes? You let someone follow him?"

What did the principal say when negotiating for a new class?"

Zhai Lin: "Throw money."

He didn't reveal his identity, but just poured a huge amount of money into the person. The other person probably thought he was a stupid upstart with a lot of money.

There are some wealthy young men who are low-key, but unlike Zhai Lin, they rarely reveal their identity in anything they do. Jiang Nuannuan thinks the reason is because he experienced a car accident and suffered violence at the time, and his reputation in the Linggang circle was as miserable as

The word is hooked.

He doesn't like others looking at him strangely.

It's always been like this.

Jiang Nuannuan quickly understood the strangeness and asked him again: "Then you sent the children in, and then secretly gave gifts to the teachers to ask them to take more care of them?"

She didn't expect this at the time, and now the problem has been exposed.

Zhai Lin tugged at the corners of his lips and said in disgust: "Why should I give it away? Isn't that why they get paid to work hard?"

Because these are all unwritten and secret rules, there are good responsible teachers, and there are also many teachers who like to take advantage of others. What’s more, the citizen is still a child without legs and needs special care.

Seeing Jiang Nuannuan's silence, Zhai Lin leaned back into the hard wooden chair and said arrogantly: "If you can't do it well, just replace it with a new group of teachers."

This topic obviously cannot go on, and the brain circuits of both parties to solve the problem are not in the same channel.

Look at them communicating in low voices, and other parents are also communicating in low voices.

"This couple is too young. Are they the child's parents? They don't look alike. They are at most relatives, right?"

"I don't know the man, but I think I've seen the woman on TV. She's a celebrity? I feel so familiar."

"Probably not. If he was really a celebrity, the head teacher must have found out about it."

"Anyway, our parent group has agreed today that we should put this child in an ordinary class, so as not to lower the standard of our top class. This midterm exam has widened the gap between the top class and the top class of the previous three classes.

.”

Suddenly a rustic kid was placed in their top class. The parents didn't accept it even after hearing their children's complaints. They sent their kids in to cultivate their wisdom and connections from an early age. A stupid kid from a nouveau riche family shouldn't blend in.

Among these advanced kids.

Ever since the nationals transferred to this school, many parents have reported this to the class teacher.
Chapter completed!