After picking up his sister, Brother Jin gave her his life

Chapter 231 Smoking in the Toilet

Principal Ning's expression was extremely serious at first, but gradually, the tense lines in his face relaxed a little, and even a hint of surprise emerged.

She never expected that this little girl in front of her, who looked so nervous that she could hardly speak, actually knew and could write so many words.

"Then let's talk about it. What is your favorite animal?" Principal Ning leaned forward slightly, looking at Xiao Chengcheng gently, trying to guide her to speak.

Xiao Chengcheng tried hard to open his mouth and wanted to answer, but he stuttered when the words came to his lips: "I...I like...I like..."

Her voice became smaller and smaller, and finally she fell silent. Xiao Chengcheng stamped her feet anxiously, tears welling up in her eyes, as if they would burst out at any moment.

Suddenly, she had an idea. She quickly picked up the pen and wrote the three words "puppy" on the paper.

Principal Ning looked at what Xiao Chengcheng had written, nodded thoughtfully, with a look of approval in his eyes.

In the high school bathroom, Jiang Shiyu was squatting on a toilet, his pants still on, a cigarette in his mouth, cursing, "Damn, I thought this place was so classy, ​​there must be a toilet, but it's a fucking squat toilet. Even my servant's room has a toilet."

At this moment, his brows were furrowed, his face full of disgust.

Yan Zeyu stood at the door of the toilet speechlessly, looking at Jiang Shiyu who was squatting in front of him, and felt puzzled.

He just didn't understand why Jiang Shiyu asked him to stand at the door of the toilet. Couldn't he just wait outside?

He doesn't smoke, so why did he follow in? Also, why did he follow Jiang Shiyu to this place? Why didn't he just wait at the office door?

"Master Jiang, this is a toilet, not your home. Besides, toilets are usually used at home. If many people sit on them outside, you don't know if they have any infectious diseases. It's too dirty."

Yan Zeyu looked serious and shook his head helplessly as he spoke.

Jiang Shiyu held the cigarette between his fingers and raised his head slightly. His eyes full of doubt stared at Yan Zeyu with his brows tightly furrowed.

"You're still a germaphobe. Do you have a choice?"

When Yan Zeyu heard this, his expression became even more speechless, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch a few times. "It was you who complained first, okay? And, Master Jiang, do you have any quirks?"

Jiang Shiyu's face was full of confusion. He looked at Yan Zeyu and asked, "Why do you ask? What's wrong with me?"

Yan Zeyu pointed at the toilet, which was right under Jiang Shiyu's buttocks: "Do you really have to squat on the toilet and smoke? You don't even feel disgusted, and you're still trying to be picky about sitting on the toilet."

Jiang Shiyu lowered his head and looked right under his butt. There was indeed a pile of feces right under his butt, but this was the toilet he had chosen on purpose.

He curled his lips and said nonchalantly: "What do you know? If a teacher comes in and takes off his pants, he will say that he is taking a shit."

Yan Zeyu looked at Jiang Shiyu as if he was mentally retarded when he explained. He immediately rolled his eyes at Yan Zeyu and snorted, "I can see that you are the kind of idiot who is often caught by the teacher and taken to the office when smoking in school. This way, you won't be caught smoking in the toilet."

As Jiang Shiyu spoke, he waved the burning cigarette in his hand. In the smoke, his expression seemed a little dazed.

Yan Zeyu was even more speechless. With that IQ, he dared to laugh at him and call him a fool. Jiang Shiwen was not stupid either, so how could he have such a stupid brother?

"Master Jiang, how old are we now?"

Jiang Shiyu was stunned when he heard Yan Zeyu's words: "Why? Did you just ask about my age? Anyway, I am definitely older than you."

Yan Zeyu: "...No, did you understand what I said?"

Jiang Shiyu flicked the ash between his fingers and looked at Yan Zeyu in confusion. When he heard Yan Zeyu's words, his brows were almost twisted into knots. He asked unhappily, "What do you want to say?"

Yan Zeyu rolled his eyes fiercely, almost wanting to pop his eyeballs out, and raised his voice and yelled: "How many years have you graduated now, and you are not from this school. You squat here to smoke and you have to pretend. The teachers here don't even know a hair on your head. What the hell are you afraid of!"

Yan Zeyu's voice echoed throughout the bathroom.

When Jiang Shiyu heard Yan Zeyu's words, he froze. He had never thought about this matter. Anyway, from the moment he stepped into this campus, he had a feeling that he was still in school.

His instinctive reaction was that he was still in school. After Yan Zeyu's reminder, Jiang Shiyu stood up from the toilet and cursed: "Fuck!"

"Idiot." Yan Zeyu said, turned around and left the bathroom angrily.

Jiang Shiyu also reacted. He was not a student of this school, so what the hell was he afraid of? He stood up, with a cigarette in his mouth. His eyes were squinted by the smoke, but he didn't put the cigarette down and walked out of the teaching building in a swagger.

Yan Zeyu was already standing at the door of the teaching building, looking at the empty playground in front of him. The sunlight was shining on the ground, creating a layer of golden color.

Originally, he and Jiang Shiyu just wanted to find a place to sit and wait for Ming Nanjin and the others to come out. As a result, the two of them came out of the office and looked upstairs and downstairs but couldn't find a chair. Finally, they walked and walked and came to the high school department here.

Jiang Shiyu insisted on dragging Yan Zeyu to the bathroom to smoke, saying that he wanted to experience what life was like in school. Now, the experience is over, and they can't find the way back.

Jiang Shiyu walked out and saw Yan Zeyu standing there. He stood beside Yan Zeyu, stretched out his finger to take the cigarette off his lips, looked at Yan Zeyu and asked, "What are you looking at here?"

For a moment, Yan Zeyu really wanted to cover Jiang Shiyu's mouth.

"What else can I see? The pretty little girls and busty girls on the playground."

When Jiang Shiyu heard what Yan Zeyu said, he became alert. He stretched out his hand and placed it between his eyebrows to make the sun less glaring so that he could see clearly where the young lady Yan Zeyu was talking about.

"No, no, let me take a good look at what you look like."

Yan Zeyu stretched out his foot and kicked Jiang Shiyu on the butt, almost kicking Jiang Shiyu off the stairs.

"You want to die? Why are you kicking your father?"

Yan Zeyu continued to kick Jiang Shiyu, wishing he could grab Jiang Shiyu's hair and make him see for himself what was going on.