'Lu Ming is First-Class Individual Merit.'
'...Elaborate.'
First-Class Individual Merit ah.
If it is a first-class meritorious service in the army, then the family members will help get the prize.
Hiss...
The dean looked at Lu Ming expressionlessly. "Why are you still playing basketball here?"
"Sorry, director, I took the initiative to ask the president to play basketball with me."
Lu Ming took the initiative to take responsibility and lowered his head.
This time he did not speak as the president's secretary, but as a man.
Haiyang Men don't let women stand in front of them at times like this. They have baskets!
Of course, the premise is that the woman is worthy, and Tang Zhiqing... is obviously a 100% good woman.
"Are there not enough physical education classes in school?"
the dean asked.
"Not really, I just suddenly wanted to fight."
The dean looked at Lu Ming, frowned and said, "Next time you want to play basketball, do you know that you have to report to the teacher in advance?"
"... Huh?"
"When playing basketball with Tang Zhiqing, be careful not to let people misunderstand that you two are in a relationship, you know, hide away."
If you are not the director, why are you here to teach me how to hide in love?
Jailers teach prisoners how to escape, right?
The dean nodded. "Then you can continue to beat me. I will go and see if there are any students who have violated school rules and are not attending class."
"Okay, director, you're on your way!"
The dean nodded and left with his hands behind his back.
Tang Zhiqing came over, looked at Lu Ming and said with a smile: 'It seems that I have benefited from you today, otherwise I would have been called to write a self-criticism.'
She was covered in fragrant sweat after exercising. Lu Ming looked at the fine sweat on her crystal skin and nodded.
Checked the look.
Food grade.
"Did you gain anything from practicing for forty minutes?"
Tang Zhiqing asked.
Lu Ming frowned slightly. "I just have a little feeling, President, am I stupid?"
Tang Zhiqing was stunned when he heard this, paused, looked deeply at Lu Ming and didn't speak for a while.
"It's true that I'm a little stupid. I found the trick in five years... and thirty minutes."
Tang Zhiqing said calmly.
"President, you are so good, so I still need to keep up the good work. President, let's continue!"
"That's it for today. I'm tired and want to rest."
Tang Zhiqing said, walking in front of Lu Ming, there was rarely a trace of girlish depression in his eyes.
Thirty minutes?
It took a whole ten years!
Tang Zhiqing returned to the classroom, lowered his head and sighed helplessly.
It's not easy to handle someone who is too talented.
My deskmate Xia Lan looked at Tang Zhiqing strangely, Zhi Qing What happened to her and her boyfriend again?
154
Chapter 154 Treat Ran Yanyue's aunt.
The next day, before heading to Haiyang Stadium to take the joint entrance examination, the principal personally held a microphone and gave a swearing-in speech. He had the aura that he would not be able to see the elders of Jiangdong unless he took off the heads of the devils from other schools.
But Xiang Yu finally committed suicide by killing the principal.
The school chartered a bus, and students from all three grades got on the bus and sat down obediently. Lu Ming was taller, so he queued at the back and got on the bus late. When he got on the bus, he glanced around and found that there was still an empty seat next to Tang Zhiqing.
Why does this empty seat fit so well with my ass the more I look at it?
Lu Ming frowned slightly.
It seems that God wants him to sit next to Tang Zhiqing.
"President, I'm motion-sick and want to sit forward. Can I sit next to you?"
A senior high school student asked Tang Zhiqing.
Tang Zhiqing smiled and nodded, "Of course, the position is not fixed. If you get motion sickness, remember to take some medicine. If not, I have preparations here."
"No need for the moment, I'll just sit down."
The senior high school student said quickly, feeling excited and nervous at the same time, ready to muster up the courage to sit next to Tang Zhiqing.
At this time Tang Zhiqing saw Lu Ming standing at the door of the car and said to him, "Didn't you find the location?"
"There seems to be no place."
"Aren't there others in the back row? I'll sit in the back too. Come over here."
"Okay, President!"
Seeing Tang Zhiqing and Lu Ming sitting together, the senior high school students looked at the blue sky. There were paper cranes outside the window. Why did they look so sad.
Maybe he should be under the car.
"President, please take the trouble. I can do my best as a secretary by sitting with you."
Lu Ming Road.
"I also know you will think so, sit down."
Tang Zhiqing nodded.
Lu Ming sat down next to Tang Zhiqing and smelled the wonderful fragrance of Tang Zhiqing. No, there was another fragrance.
The seat next to the aisle is Ran Yanyue who is reading a book, and the seat next to her is also empty.
It's not prepared for me.
I feel a little sorry.
Lu Ming sought eye contact with Ran Yanyue, but Ran Yanyue didn't even look at him. He was just immersed in the ocean of learning and couldn't extricate himself.
"The school prepared a hotel near the cultural center for us during the joint entrance examination. I heard that there is also a large bathhouse available, so we can try it out then."
Tang Zhiqing shared to Lu Ming.
President, our locals all say Haiyang Stadium.
Remember to change your title when you get married later.
There is no need to change my husband's surname, Lu. We are not as feudal as foreign countries.
"There are a total of five schools participating in the joint entrance examination, right?"
Lu Ming asked.
"Well, they are all key schools. Even Dongming has excellent sports results."
Tang Zhiqing nodded, "If we can win second place... that would be really good."
The opponent is so powerful that even Tang Zhiqing dare not pretend to be the first.
Lu Ming looked at Ran Yanyue next to her. She would not take the exam due to physical reasons, but now she seems to have no problem.
The bus drove safely towards Haiyang Stadium.
As soon as the students from Dongming International School at the gate of Haiyang Stadium got off the bus, they started to quarrel with the students from Shiheng School, another strong sports school. Both groups were very arrogant and the quarrel was like a herd of cattle competing for a deer. They roared so loudly that no one was convinced by the other.
The cause of the incident is not complicated. It's just that two buses arrived at the same time. When the students got off the bus, they accidentally bumped into their shoulders and stepped on their sneakers. It was a small thing but because of face reasons, the noise gradually became louder and a quarrel broke out.
We are all sports students, and we are all brainless. Why should I let you?
Lu Annuan and Meng Xuan stood aside helplessly watching the students arguing in front of them.
"An Nuan, let's move back a little to prevent your precious long legs from being hit. Then Lu Ming won't be able to touch them."
Meng Xuan looked like a guard with a knife, guarding Lu Annuan with a serious expression.
Meng Xuan is a head shorter than Lu Annuan. It looks like a Chihuahua protecting a Chinese pastoral dog.
"Lovely".
"I won't touch him, but even though you are a Go player, you still have to be careful of getting hurt."
Lu Annuan Road.
"It's okay. I'm in the fourth rank of my career. If I really can't do it, I can become an abstract anchor. If I can't, I can go back and inherit the family business."
Meng Xuan doesn't care.
"But if we continue arguing, we will start to fight."
Lu Annuan's beautiful eyebrows furrowed.
Meng Xuan glanced at the scene. "Haha."
The quarrel in front of them became more and more intense, and it looked like a fight. At this time, Haiyang No. 2 Middle School's bus arrived late and broke up. The door opened and Lu Ming got off and took a look at the students who were quarreling.
The students of Shiheng School suddenly found that the students of International Middle School immediately fell silent when they saw Lu Ming. They immediately calmed down and paid attention to Lu Ming, as quiet as a baby.
The Shiheng School students next to them suddenly quieted down to the International Middle School students who were as enthusiastic as them. Why did they look at Lu Ming with such strange eyes, as if they were looking at... a stern father.
Even the back is straightened.
Shiheng School student felt that it was strange that only one side was arguing, so both parties gradually became quiet. They both looked at Lu Ming who was leading the car and made way for him.
"Welcome Avenue".
All it takes is rolling out the red carpet.
"I'll go, Lu Ming is so handsome."
Meng Xuan couldn't help but sigh, and took out his phone to take pictures quickly.
I was slapped in the face several times by Lu Ming, and the students of International Middle School also became in awe of Lu Ming.
No matter how unfilial a son is, he will become a filial son after being whipped with a top by a brass-tipped belt several times.
Lu Annuan tilted his head slightly, looked at Lu Ming and waved his scissor hands towards her and said, "I'm just an idiot, why are you so handsome?"
She also gave Lu Ming a scissor-hands reply.
Cut you, cut you.
What top order Gwen. Lu Ming thought to myself.
Meng Xuan watched the whole process and thought to himself, "Kill me to death." Red Bull's blood sugar is already so high that he won't even need to drink until the competition.
After Lu Ming walked away, the student Shiheng School looked at International Middle School strangely.
They are also famous students who can quarrel in other places, but the students facing Dongming International School were actually suppressed.
There is no doubt that it is the victory of Dongming.
Moreover, Dongming's sports performance is obvious to all the students from other schools like them, and it is so good that they criticize it!
A perfect level for an emperor!
But why are they so polite to a Haiyang No. 2 Middle School student? They even stand on horseback and pay attention.
The people at the international school didn't answer, they just looked swollen.