Chapter four: pick up the phone and say impatiently, "what?"
which end of the phone is furious: "Zhang Yao will give you five minutes to come to my office immediately. The consequences of being late are very serious and violent."
after a few beeps, Zhang Yuan finds out that the other party has hung up. He wonders how the lesbian beauty, who has always been gentle, has become so popular today. Has that fierce man been unlucky and guessed about me?
thinking of Zhang Yao saying nothing here, he picked up his pants, clamped his shoes, walked with his socks and went straight to the office. He made a random haircut and walked forward with light steps.
the name of the old class is Jiang Lala. The school's lecheron, shabby pot and gentleman call her Lala beauty. She is cold and piercing to men. It seems that she hates the men all over the world by nature. But Zhang Yao is an exception, because in the eyes of Lala beauty, Zhang Yao is an imperfect man. In Zhang Yao's words, she is a loser, and she is also a loser. Only this Lala beauty is not affected by her own influence. Of course, Zhang Yao is close to her. At last, Latin American women are afraid of Zhang Yao's death. They are forced to indulge Zhang Yao and acquiesce in his sheep pollution School air, more recognition of Zhang Yao can not afford the title. It's the relationship between Lala beauties that makes Zhang Yao unbridled. More often, Zhang Yao wants to take advantage of Lala beauties. Lala beauties are not unlucky, but he is unlucky!
Zhang Yao slowly pushed open the yellow wooden door of the Department, only to see Lala with her legs up, wearing a black professional dress, dark black stockings to bring her sexy legs to the extreme, and the right leg of stilts was loose wearing a pair of charming black high heels.
women often think that black represents petty bourgeois sentiment, so women who understand sentiment slightly will choose black, which gives people the feeling of mystery and temptation from life. Lala is a woman who is too emotional. Zhang Yao dare not look at Lala's face.
Lala's eyebrows are locked at the moment, and she keeps whispering with her mobile phone. Zhang Yao only hears one sentence: "brother, you must deal with this matter for me. He is my student, and I have to protect my students from harm..."
a few seconds later, Lala put down the phone, took a long breath of relief, gently lifted her hair on her eyebrow, and asked softly, "here you are! The time is right! "
Zhang Yao stood at the spot and touched his head. He said with a silly smile, "Lala! No Good old class! "
Lala watched Zhang Yao for a few seconds, and her expression of joy, anger and sorrow kept flashing on her face, and suddenly her face suddenly changed. Zhang Yao murmurs that it's not good. He is ready to be scolded. He immediately asks softly, "what does the old class want me to do?"
Lala didn't want to get angry. Hearing Zhang Yao's playful and smiling voice, she immediately scolded: "Zhang Yao don't think that I usually connive you, you really think that you have become the trouble of the school. Move me back to the school tomorrow. It's better not to let me see your BMW lamb in XY University!"
Zhang Yao retorted, "who is offended by touching your mother and my BMW lamb? You are so angry. "
Lala also realized that she had lost her voice, and her tone suddenly became smaller: "how many times have I told you not to touch your mother in front of me? I don't know what I owe you in my last life? This time you've got a big problem, you know? "
Zhang Yao asked in wonder, "I've been sleeping, eating and having classes these days, and I haven't provoked anyone!"
"do you think what you do is really seamless? Do you know who Mr. Wen's boyfriend is? The baby son of the mayor of H, the eldest son of the second Lord. It's so vicious of you to call him a dead son! "
Zhang Yao secretly smiles.
Lala sighed and continued: "his father is looking for people to investigate everywhere. I don't understand the means you use. Do you really have the power to make people unlucky?"
Zhang Yao sighed for a long time. He couldn't help sighing for the fierce man, explaining: "you remember all my tuition fees, book fees, dormitory fees, class fees, Party fees, group fees, club fees, experiment fees, outing fees, which are not transferred to me by you. You should remember that Professor Li, who collected my tuition for the first time, died of myocardial infarction on the third day; Secretary Gu, who collected my party fees, was not lucky on the fourth day He killed himself at home without any reason; Xiao Wang, who charged my class fee, spent the whole year lying in a hospital bed; the head of the electronic agency had to pull me in and say that I looked like a diode, and if he wanted to cheat me on the club fee, he became a diode and lay in the mud. "
Lala's face also laughed and said softly: "to be honest, you look like a diode. But these reasons are not only funny, but also beyond the philosophy of life, contrary to Marxism Leninism, serious ghost theory, and no direct connection with your fault today. Why am I not unlucky? "
Zhang Yaolian said: "no, No. There are inevitable relations between things. The so-called quantitative change rises to qualitative change. Understand? At first, I didn't believe that I was born a unlucky person, but things happened to me so much that I was confused and had to believe. Buddhism has been for thousands of years. Up to now, no one has said that it is superstitious, only that it is a belief. "
Zhang Yao continued to shake his head and said, "why don't you have bad luck? I'm also studying it, but you can make me bad luck!"
Lala yelled, "stop, Zhang Yao, I don't have time to talk to you. You'll roll to school tomorrow and stay well, otherwise you won't come to me later."
Zhang Yao was speechless and stood in silence, thinking, "is it necessary for Lala to do so absolutely? I'm afraid there's no other person in the world who knows it's me. "
Lala calmed down and pointed to the wooden door and said, "go back to my dorm immediately, let your BMW lamb disappear in XY University for me, and let me stay at school immediately if I see it."
Zhang Yao, crying, turned away from the Department office and said to Lala, "I heard that women get old when they lose their temper."
"touch..." A loud noise, but at this time Zhang Yao's cell phone suddenly remembered, and is still a strange number, which makes Zhang Yao wonder, answer? Or not? But I'm afraid that Zhang Yao's number will not exceed five! Does the father of the fierce man have already called me?