Chapter 100 (1/2)

Chapter 100 Slapping again

In the blink of an eye, three days pa.s.sed by.

Inside the cla.s.sroom, the seat which was originally Luo Bin’s, also become someone else’s seat.

Occasionally, Qin Lang would gaze at that front seat and have a moment of distraction, because he felt Luo Bin’s rear view was still there.

She was already gone, Qin Lang ought to have forgotten about it, but he didn’t know why, because of Luo Bin’s departure, those previous memories became even more clear and that feeling even more intense.

One only understands to treasure, after they lose it.

There really was some truth in this sentence.

Jiang Xueqing frequently showed up in front of Qin Lang, Qin Lang also could feel her concern for him, but right now, Qin Lang didn’t have the mood to accept her feelings, even though this feeling was within his reach. Even when Zhao Kan reminded Qin Lang that someone was seriously pursuing after Jiang Xueqing, and told him to not lose this opportunity, Qin Lang actually dismissed him.

“Qin Lang, please go to the princ.i.p.al’s office.”

Before the cla.s.s began, Sun Bo came beside Qin Lang’s seat, he was anxious Qin Lang would again start to argue with him, so he used ‘please’. If Qin Lang didn’t go, Sun Bo was afraid he would be lectured by the principle.

“Okay, I will go.” Since Sun Bo was so polite, Qin Lang also didn’t intend to argue with him, so-called ‘don’t fight a smiling person’ precisely indicated to this.

As far as Seven Mid’s students were concerned, many of them had studied here for several years, but they hadn’t received the opportunity to take a single step inside the princ.i.p.al’s office. Because, even for an important matter like expelling students, there was no need for the princ.i.p.al to personally deal with it.

The princ.i.p.al’s office was located at the central area of the fifth floor of the cla.s.srooms building. Fifth floor was the top floor of this building, there was a saying since the ancient times ‘respect of 9 and 5, honor of the Emperor and of the Imperial throne’, so the ninth and fifth floors were considered to be the most majestic positions, and the central rooms naturally belonged to the leading person’s. Of course, this was only an unwritten rule, and if someone went to interview about this, the authorities would definitely not admit to it.

The princ.i.p.al’s office seemed to be very big, there were many photographs that showed the glorious history of Seven Mid on the corridors. One photograph was recently stuck on the wall; it was the picture of Luo Bin, she looked very beautiful and arrogant in the photo, giving people a distant feeling, and written below the photo was ‘Harvard student Luo Bin’.

After pausing for a while, Qin Lang knocked and opened the princ.i.p.al’s office door.

Seven Mid’s princ.i.p.al’s name was w.a.n.g Zhixiu, she was an about forty middle-aged woman. She was wearing gla.s.ses and gave people an intellectual and graceful feeling.

However, Qin Lang’s attention was not at this principle, but rather at the woman who was sitting on the sofa. This woman had extravagance and domineering aura

“You are student Qin Lang?” w.a.n.g Zhixiu said to Qin Lang, in an amiable manner, “This person is my superior, superintendent Song from the Provincial Education Department.”

“Princ.i.p.al w.a.n.g, I am not here to supervise today. If it is okay, I would like to talk with this student, alone.” Luo Bin’s mother, Song Wenru indifferently said, but her tone would accept no refusal.

w.a.n.g Zhixiu nodded her head, and walked out of the office, closing the door.

Song Wenru stood up, and approached Qin Lang, then she indifferently said: “You are Qin Lang?”

Qin Lang nodded his head.

Song Wenru suddenly raised her hand, and ruthlessly threw a slap towards Qin Lang; such a close-distance slap, without any signs at that, usually would be very difficult to avoid, but Qin Lang merely bent his body backward and easily evaded the slap, moreover, his legs hadn’t moved even a little!