The villain's large rollover scene in Quick Travel Guide

This is the second time this body has visited the principal's office.

Jing Ling sat down and found the principal staring at her meaningfully.

It was in stark contrast to the last time when he nodded and bowed her head to deliver her to the door of the class in person.

Jing Ling leaned back on the sofa and crossed her legs, "Tell me, what do you want from me?"

It seems that the old fox is going to cause trouble today.

The principal didn't speak at first, but looked at Jing Ling again with a smile.

Jing Ling couldn't help but feel numb at this kind of behavior that was clearly malicious and might try to trick you.

"Classmate Jing Ling, actually I came to see you this time because I want to talk to you about your recent performance in school." The principal smiled gently, and he really looked like he was teaching.

"What's wrong with me?" Jing Ling glanced at the principal with a half-smile.

There is nothing wrong with her loving her classmates and uniting the class every day.

The principal choked and didn't know how to answer Jing Ling for a moment.

After a pause, the principal took a stack of things from the table.

Jing Ling glanced at it.

It's probably things like the number of absences from class, low grades in semester assessments, and last place in finals and midterms.

Some insignificant things ended up being printed out and stapled together.

Jing Ling blinked, a little flattered.

"Classmate Jing Ling, your performance recently has not been very good." The principal was still doing Tai Chi with her.

"So?" The old fox spoke in a roundabout way, and he knew at a glance that it was not a good thing.

Moreover, the hole was probably dug and waiting for her to jump into it.

"The school has always had strict requirements for students." After a pause, the principal said with a strange smile on his face, "And your behavior for a long time has reached the standard of being dismissed."

Jing Ling: "..."

He talked about co-writing for so many days just to get her to drop out of school again?

Sure enough, I still overestimated this group of people.

At this time, the door to the principal's office was closed at some point.

Mediterranean bent over, intertwined his hands, and stood on one side in an orderly manner.

Jing Ling stood up and looked around the office leisurely, regardless of the principal's suddenly wary eyes.

On the bookshelf, there are many trophies to reward the principal's teaching achievements.

Jing Ling picked up one of them and weighed it in his hands.

The principal was horrified.

That is the most important of all his trophies, and the most honorable one to display.

"What do you want to do?" Jing Ling could clearly feel the panic in the principal's voice that was not well hidden.

"I didn't want to do anything." Jing Ling smiled and calmed the principal's frightened mood.

headmaster:"……"

Are you saying that you don’t want to do anything?

If your hand shakes just a little, his achievements will be shattered into pieces.

Only a ghost would believe your words!

"Principal, you must be very respected as a teacher." Jing Ling asked suddenly after putting down the trophy.

The principal was stunned, not knowing what medicine Jing Ling was selling in his gourd.

"The most important thing about being a teacher is not only to preach and get the job, but also to care for the students." Jing Ling took out her mobile phone. On the screen of the mobile phone, there were exactly the things that Zhao Ying had picked up before.

"I used to respect you a lot." This is the truth, directed at the previous owner.

"What do you think, so many students, including me, are bullied by other students, but no one helps us?"

Jing Ling clicked on the top video.

Along with a burst of desperate cries and loud and clear slaps coming from the mobile phone, the principal's face darkened.

"What do you mean?"

"I don't mean anything." It's all because you think too much and think too much.

"I just want to ask you," Jing Ling emphasized the last word, "Does the school still care about the fights and jokes among these so-called classmates?"

These beatings, scoldings, threats, and intimidations were considered harmless under the guise of classmate friendship.

"Did you post the stuff on the forum before?" Instead of answering Jing Ling's question, the principal noticed something else.

“Isn’t the school forum free speech?”

"You——" When he thought of the bad things that happened on the forum and looked at the indifferent attitude of the girl in front of him, the principal trembled with anger, "Do you still have any sense of honor for the school?"

With a smile on her face, Jing Ling suddenly looked directly at the man in his fifties with gold-rimmed glasses and neatly combed hair.

In a few years, he will be able to retire with so many enviable honors, success and fame.

"The honor of the school?" Jing Ling sneered, "Maybe it was there before, but since I jumped off the building before, I'm afraid it won't be there anymore."

The school has abandoned her, and why do you still have the nerve to discuss the school's honor with her?

"It seems that the school is still not prepared to take care of this matter." Jing Ling smiled mockingly at the principal and stood up immediately.

"I gave you a chance." Looking down at the somewhat dull principal, Jing Ling's eyes were distant and cold.

Therefore, it is they who do not cherish it.

……

After half an hour.

Jing Ling climbed over the wall and left the school.

Along the way, many people looked at Jing Ling's face as if he was going to kill someone, and they were so frightened that they hid a few meters away.

#Police 蜍, there is a girl here who is very scared, come here quickly! #

When I walked to a street, there was a commotion around me.

Jing Ling looked a little irritated as she looked at the people blocking the wall in front of her.

There was a lot of chatter around, and there were many people joining in the fun wearing school uniforms that looked familiar to Jing Ling.

"Hey, hey, why was he blocked by this group of people again?"

"Who knows, life is not good."

"Let's go, let's see you every day in school, it's not interesting anymore."

……

Jing Ling stared coldly as she watched the two girls walking past her, talking and laughing.

Two empty seats were instantly vacated in front.

Jing Ling was pushed forward by people coming from behind to watch the fun.

"Tsk! Why are you lingering? Hurry up and move forward."

"Yeah, don't block me from watching the show."

Jing Ling stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

With a strange look on his face, Jing Ling took out the knife.

Everyone was paying attention to the situation in front, and no one saw what Jing Ling was holding.

In front, the door of a butcher shop.

I saw five or six tall boys forming a circle, punching and kicking a boy in the center.

The boy sat on the ground, and fists and feet fell all around him, like a sudden rainstorm.

The boy cowered and didn't dare to fight back.

"! You dare to run away today? Who gave you the courage?"

"Think we can't catch you?"

"I'm not happy about this. Come on, teach me a lesson for this boy who doesn't know how high the sky is."

……

Another burst of punches and kicks fell, more powerful than before.

Some people even picked up the bucket of filth placed at the door of the store and poured it on the boys.

Jing Ling closed her eyes and clenched her palms.

The chatter of other people continued to reach my ears.

"Hey, this kid is so pitiful. He's from an orphanage. He's been bullied by these people all day long."

"There's nothing we can do about it. These people are just gangsters from the former school. Who can take care of them?"

"The school should know about this, but it's not easy to control."

"Okay, okay, it looks uncomfortable, let's go."

Gradually, there were fewer and fewer people around.

There was only Jing Ling standing there and a few high school students who didn't dare to step forward.

Jing Ling sneered twice and turned to leave.

The knife in the girl's hand also scratched the girl's palm because she held it too tightly.

There was blood, oozing out.