Infinite Waste Pick-up System

It was their principal!    

All the teachers looked at each other. Then, all of them simultaneously poked their heads into the classroom and roared in a manner that was close to a roar, "All of you, quiet down. There are surveillance cameras in the classroom. Before I return, if anyone dares to make a move, I'll let them run in the field! "    

The students immediately became obedient.    

"Zhang Hee, do you think the principal was beaten up?"    

After the female teacher left, Bai Qiong suddenly whispered to Zhang Hee behind him.    

Zhang Hee was stunned. He was not used to Bai Qiong's sudden change.    

Bai Qiong was disdainful. He thought that Zhang Hee was immersed in drawing, so he directly snatched Zhang Hee's drawing board.    

"Why are you in a daze? Let me see what you are drawing. "    

Bai Qiong suddenly took a deep breath.    

On the drawing board, an oil painting with a bright color appeared in front of Bai Qiong.    

In the painting was a woman in red. She quietly sat in front of the window and looked out. The sunlight shone on her hair, beautiful and serene.    

Of course Bai Qiong recognized this woman. This was the woman he had drawn this morning, Ming Xinyue.    

"Zhang Hee, you drew this?"    

Bai Qiong could not believe it. Even he might not be able to draw it.    

"This painting is too good!"    

"She is the beauty. You drew it too well!"    

"Zhang Hee, I will pay 500 yuan for your painting!"    

"Don't fight with me. "    

The surrounding students all gathered around and exclaimed!    

Zhang Hee's face turned slightly red. He touched the spoon at the back of his head and nodded shyly. "Yeah, I just casually drew. "    

He drew casually.    

Bai Qiong pondered over this sentence. He felt that this sentence sounded very familiar.    

This was what Liu Fann had said before.    

For a moment, Bai Qiong suspected that Liu Fann had secretly taught Zhang Hee some kind of secret technique.    

"Your painting makes me admire you. But I, Bai Qiong, will not admit defeat like this!"    

Bai Qiong said fiercely. He seemed to have made up his mind. He returned the drawing board to Zhang Hee and continued to work hard to draw.    

He was really provoked.    

Zhang Hee was very surprised. Did Bai Qiong mean that he drew well?    

In fact, he also felt that there seemed to be some hidden change in him.    

He looked at everything around him now. He had a strong desire to show them on the drawing paper, and he had a very strong inspiration.    

And the reason why he changed was because of a bottle of Walnut Beverages.    

In the corridor, five or six teachers were taking light small steps as they quietly approached the principal's office.    

They saw a horrifying scene through the glass window.    

A strong man holding a three-foot-long bamboo stick had an evil smile on his face. The stick hit the headmaster's broad body again and again!    

"Six million!"    

"Seven million!!"    

Headmaster Hong Zhen's face twisted in pain. The bamboo stick was on his waist, neck, back of his head, and limbs. He could not escape from any parts of his body that had strong defenses.    

To their surprise, the principal was clearly taking a beating, but he had a smile on his face, and his expression was full of pride.    

The teachers who saw this scene were very confused, and they were very surprised.    

"It's over, Principal Hong has gone crazy, he actually became a masochist. "    

"What did he call seven million and eight million?"    

"I heard that our school doesn't have enough funds to operate, and we don't have any loans. The principal has always been worried about this matter. Could it be that he has gone crazy because he can't withstand the pressure?"    

"Then why did he want someone to hit him? I think the principal is quite happy. "    

"This matter isn't that simple. Everyone, it looks like we'll have to resign soon. "    

A few teachers were whispering amongst themselves. All of them were frowning. They were worried about their own future.