Chapter 594 Conspiracy

Three or four days later, the punishment finally came down. Ye Bihuang and Li Guangyao also completely became celebrities in the school. Through the joint efforts of Jiang Yachun and Mr. Liang, all the students in Class 2.1 of Senior High were just a warning. No one remembered it, while Ye Bihuang and Li Guangyao were righteous. , but the action is too heavy, and the merit is not enough. It is a warning and punishment,

Ye Bihuang knew that the school was this punishment. He breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he didn't remember it, there was nothing to worry about. Warning, at most, it was to put a note in the file bag. After a few months or a year, this note would be removed. In fact, the warning was a thing that intimidated students, and it was recorded. In fact, it's not a big deal. Generally speaking, when students graduate, the school will let students write their own student status. First, it is to reduce the burden on teachers, and second, it will not write any bad records in the student file, which has no impact on the future of students in the future.

So, in addition to the punishment of dismissal, Ye Bihuang felt that he could ignore all the punishment,

There are only two words, don't be afraid,

And Yang Ziming's group of people are still lying in the hospital. Except for Yang Ziming, all the others were expelled from the school. The reason why Yang Ziming was not expelled was that he had an uncle who was the dean. He heard that Director Ma had a lot of explanations with the principal for his nephew, so he did a probation. Look at the punishment,

However, whether they stay in school or not, these people can't see it in the short term. They were so badly beat by the students of Class 2.1 of Xiongqi that they couldn't stand up in the short term, let alone come to school.

Ye Bihuang has had a very pleasant life these days. It seems that he has returned to junior high school. Wherever he goes, there are boys and girls pointing at him. Most of them are jealousy, envy and worship in the eyes of boys, while in the eyes of girls, most of them are admiration, admiration and likes,

This feeling is very strange. Ye Bihuang doesn't want to be pointed out, but he enjoys the eyes of those girls looking at her.

September 10th, Teacher's Day,

Everyone on earth knows that this festival is the teacher's festival, but according to the usual practice, there will be no holiday. Of course, the welfare will not be less. Every time this festival comes, students will buy gifts for the teacher. The cadres of Class 1.11 of Senior High School decided to raise funds to buy gifts for the teacher.

As soon as this proposal comes out, everyone is naturally in harmony. Of course, there is a voice of opposition. After all, this is a job that requires everyone to pay for money. Some people are not happy. The main reason is that the students in this class have just been put together. They are not familiar with each other, and they have not accumulated much feelings with the teacher. < /P>

The progress of activities in the class is stuck in the hands of these people. The monitor Liang Chao is not collecting money, nor is it not collecting money,

In an awkward period, Ye Bihuang casually took out 1,000 yuan from his pocket and put it in Liang Chao's hand,

"It's not easy for students to have pocket money. It's better not to take their money. You can use this money to buy something for the teachers, and you can show your heart."

There are a total of 60 people in Class 1.11 of Senior High School. Each of them raised 10 yuan, which is only 600 yuan.

Ye Bihuang took out a thousand yuan at once, which definitely shocked the whole class. Of course, those who didn't want to pay were naturally rejoicing and cheering loudly,

But in their eyes, Ye Bihuang's move is completely pretending to be 13, a student, kicking so much money in his pocket, pretending to be a rich second generation, pretending to be 13 is not such a way,

Ye Bihuang naturally doesn't care about their opinions. They are typical that they can't eat grapes and say that the grapes are sour. The more you pay attention to such people, the more they will disturb you. The best way is for the dog to bite you. Don't bite back, or you will have a hair in your mouth in the end.

Liang Chao's face was full of embarrassment: "Ye Bihuang, you are also a student. It's not good to take out so much money at once. The family will definitely not be willing. You'd better take it back. I'll find a way to raise funds."

Ye Bihuang smiled and said, "It's okay. In fact, I bought some lottery tickets two days ago and won some money. Since there is a need in the class now, I will contribute it, so that I can be good to everyone."

When they heard Ye Bihuang's words, many people curled their lips, pretended to be 13, and pretended to be 13,

But this 13 is stylish, and it costs thousands of yuan to take it out

Liang Chao said, "You don't discuss with your family about winning the prize."

Ye Bihuang pushed his hand and walked directly to the stage: "Monster, they are all men. Don't ink. They are all students. They take all the money at home. It's not easy. My money came from the wind. It's very easy. I'm happy to contribute to the class."

Seeing that Ye Bihuang was so resolute, Liang Chao shouted, "Well, in that case, I would rather obey it respectfully. By the way, I thank you on behalf of the whole class." Hearing this, Ye Bihuang slipped and almost sat on the ground. Liang Chao's words were the same as Grandpa Bi in later generations. The taste was really the same as that I thanked your eight generations of ancestors in the same mold,

Liang Chao holds 1,000 yuan in his hand. He is very happy. If he raises money, it will be more than 600 yuan. There are so many teachers, and he can't buy any good things. Now Ye Bihuang has given 1,000 yuan at once. There are a lot of areas to choose gifts. You should think about what gifts to buy for the teacher.

As soon as Ye Bihuang sat in his seat, Lee Kuan Yew stretched out his thumb to him,

Ye Bihuang rolled his eyes and said, "What you do, what are you going to do?"

Lee Kuan Yew said, "Niu 13, Brother Huang, you pretend to be 13 so magnificent. You not only suppressed the whole class, but also showed your identity as a rich second generation. In the future, this girl will jump on you like a moth to the fire."

Ye Bihuang's hand took his hand aside: "You are an asshole. What a rich second generation. My family is very honest. I didn't see that my family is still living in a shantytown." While talking, Ye Bihuang remembered that his family should be prepared in the next few days. It's time to move. In addition, the things in the supermarket should also be prepared. In the face of the hurry at that time,

Lee Kuan Yew smiled and said with an ambiguous expression: "Just you, Brother Huang, I'm not talking about you. The fleet is too big to crash the ship. Xia Na, Lan Muxi, Su Wen, Xiao Qiuqi. Shit you are so awesome. The place you have passed is a mess. No school beauty can't be handled by you."

Ye Bihuang grinned and said to Lee Kuan Yew, "You turn around, I'll whisper to you, and there's more."

When Lee Kuan Ye Bihuang saw that it was mysterious, he turned his head,

Ye Bihuang said, "Our school beauty Anxin Bi was also booked by me, you know."

When Lee Kuan Yew heard the news, he trembled all over. The back table was pushed by him. The boy in the back seat suddenly stood up and shouted, "Li Guangyao, you still don't let people do their homework. My book was hit by you and scratched a page."

Lee Kuan Yew is not an unreasonable person. He hurriedly apologized. When the man saw that Lee Kuan Yew was kind, he was not angry. He just told him to be careful in the future.

"Wow, Brother Huang, aren't you? I'm really going to sweep the campus. At least I'll leave some soup for my younger brother to drink. You strong people are always blessed. Poor younger brother, I don't have a girl's favor from beginning to end. Whoo-hoo."

Ye Bihuang smiled and said, "You guy, didn't you say that football is your wife? Now, Sichun."

"Get out of here, hurry up and introduce one to me." Lee Kuan Yew's face was full of salivation,

Seeing that his saliva was about to drip, Ye Bihuang hurriedly pushed his head away and said, "Don't ask me, I'm surrounded by my dishes. Go and find Zhang Fenghui. That's quite suitable for you."

"Oh, that fat girl, isn't she?" Lee Kuan Yew looked collapsed,

After that, Lee Kuan Yew always had a bitter gourd face. Obviously, he was not convinced that Ye Bihuang, the eldest brother, did not take care of himself, but this matter had to rely on himself. Even if Ye Bihuang had a heart, he was powerless. It still depended on his own creation.

After class, Lee Kuan Yew went out and came back after peeing, with a cheerful expression on his face again,

"I'm really a little glutish when I go to this guy. I'm a le tianist. I'm worried for nothing." Now Ye Bihuang is depressed,

At this time, all the class cadres in the class gathered together to discuss what gifts to buy for teachers of various subjects. Ye Bihuang didn't want to get mixed up. It's just 1,000 yuan. So many teachers can buy something. Even if they buy it back, it's not a good thing. There is no need to discuss it at all.

Let those so-called class cadres and leaders go to work. I'll take a nap first,

Ye Bihuang lay on the table and was ready to sleep. His shoulder was patted by Lee Kuan Yew.

"Brother Huang, Teacher's Day is coming soon. The class cadres find a way to send gifts to the teachers. I also have a good idea to give the teacher an ingenious gift. Do you want to participate together?"

Looking at Lee Kuan Ye's obscene appearance, Ye Bihuang wanted to see what ideas this guy was going to come up with and what ingenious gifts to give to the teacher.

Lee Kuan Yew said, "I called two classmates, a total of four people. We use our mobile phones to send text messages to the teacher. Happy Day. We have four words. The teacher will be very happy to see these four sequential text messages."

Ye Bihuang touched his nose: "This is your so-called novel method. It's too vulgar."

Lee Kuan Yew shook his head and said, "It's not vulgar. I promise that our Mr. Jiang has never received such a gift. In this way, I will temporarily recruit two people to form a four-person group with us."

Ye Bihuang didn't stop him. Li Guangyao's hand over there had patted the fragrant shoulders of two girls: "Song Ling, Zhang Mengmeng" Li Guangyao told both of them his ideas. Both of them were bright in front of them and nodded and agreed.

Ye Bihuang saw that it was irreparable, so he had to nod and agree,

Li Guangyao said, "Well, it happened to me, Brother Huang, you send the second word, Song Ling, you are the third, Zhang Mengmeng, you are the fourth"

Ye Bihuang thought for a little and felt that there was nothing wrong, so he said, "Then let's send text messages in order. Remember, in order."

Lee Kuan Yew took out his mobile phone and sent a text message. The jingling sound sounded. He also specially showed his mobile phone to everyone, proving that his short message had been sent successfully.

Ye Bihuang quickly typed the word "yue" on his mobile phone and sent it to Jiang Yachun,

Then there is Song Ling, Zhang Mengmeng,

"Okay, I'm going to bed. Don't bother me." After saying that, Ye Bihuang lay on the table and said that he didn't want to get up.

But he didn't see the unpredictable expressions of Song Ling, Zhang Mengmeng and Lee Kuan Yew,