Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 213 I'm the Boss of the Campus F4 (40)

"Give me the phone, it's confiscated." Even with Zhao Zhao's broken phone, the impartial Song Lehe was still bothered and determined to confiscate it.

Since the screen was already broken and she couldn't play games, Zhao Zhao didn't complain and just threw it away.

Seeing that there was a TV in his office, she looked up, smiled, and said, "Director, could you turn on the TV?"

Zhao Zhao's eyes brightened slightly, and she looked very well-behaved when she smiled at people. Even Song Le, who was hard-hearted, couldn't help but be charmed by her. "Just for a little while."

I did turn on the TV for him, and he looked at me with a complicated expression as he held the remote, as if he were back at home watching cartoons with his naughty grandson.

He subconsciously pressed the little pig animation, then turned around and saw Zhao Zhao looking at him with a hesitant expression.

"I don't want to hear it, just behave yourself." Tell me, which student comes to the registrar's office like this? Even he himself has seen something shocking.

"Okay." Zhao Zhao didn't complain and obediently looked at the mentally challenged little pig. He found it both funny and helpless, and he accidentally laughed out loud. When he looked up, he saw the director's eyes glaring at him.

Zhao Zhao: ……

Fortunately, this boring time didn't last long. Meng Jiangyun, looking anxious, immediately stepped into the Academic Affairs Office. "Director."

He greeted the director first, then immediately turned his head to look at the leisurely Zhao Zhao.

Song Lehe didn't want to see Zhaozhao anymore and was too lazy to say anything to Meng Jiangyun. He hurriedly shooed her away, and even after leaving the Academic Affairs Office, Meng Jiangyun was still completely bewildered.

"Yu Zhaoyi, what were you doing in the Academic Affairs Office?" he asked quietly.

"Let's watch cartoons," Zhao Zhao said with a smile after thinking for a moment.

Meng Jiangyun: ...

He knew Zhao Zhao was unwell, but he wasn't sure if the head of student affairs knew, so he asked worriedly, "Did the head of student affairs punish you for skipping class?"

"I lost five credits and have to write a two-thousand-word self-criticism."

Meng Jiangyun frowned upon hearing this. "Why are so many credits being deducted?" Has the director lost his mind?

Seeing that he still wanted to pull her back, Zhao Zhao quickly grabbed Meng Jiangyun's sleeve, "Teacher, it's my own choice, it's my own choice, don't worry about it."

Goodness, losing a point was such a complicated process.

"That won't do. I'll talk to the headmaster later. Let's go back to the classroom first."

Zhao Zhao: ……

It seems that being a responsible and loving homeroom teacher isn't always a good thing...

Halfway down the corridor, the two were somewhat quiet. Meng Jiangyun thought about what had happened that day and said in a deep voice, "And you, kid, you were late this morning, then you slept in, and after waking up you skipped class again. Are you trying to rebel?"

I instinctively raised my hand to pinch his ear, but looking at his fair and tender ear and the child's innocent eyes, I couldn't bring myself to do it.

"Sigh." A thousand words can only be summed up in a single sigh.

Those rich kids are really hard to manage. I wish I hadn't become their homeroom teacher.

With school forums, things that happen at school spread very quickly. The news about Zhao Zhao skipping class and being caught by the head teacher was immediately posted there, along with a picture of Zhao Zhao being slapped on the back of the head by Song Lehe.

Just then, Evan, who had just woken up and was browsing the forum, saw it. "Holy crap!" He immediately sat up from his prone position and shoved his phone right in front of He Qinglin.

"He Qinglin, our Zhaozhao got beaten up by Song the Skinflint!"

Upon hearing this, He Qinglin looked up and immediately glanced at the phone that Ai Wen had handed him. "What's wrong with him?"

Seeing that Zhao Zhao had been slapped in the photo, He Qinglin, who was usually indifferent, frowned for once.

He got up and stopped doing the test.

Seeing this, Evan quickly asked, "Where are you going?"

Seeing that He Qinglin remained silent with a sullen face, he pushed his stool aside and hurriedly followed. However, just as he was about to leave, Zhao Zhao's figure appeared at the door.

He was lively and energetic, and seemed to be in better spirits than He Qinglin.