Song Yu'er went straight to the principal's office.
In class 32, Omi was watching a drama when the director of teaching walked in and called Tang out.
"Director, what are you looking for me for?" Omi walked to the corridor to ask.
The teaching director didn't look too good and said, "Omi, the principal asked me to take you to his office, he has something to ask you."
"What? The principal also wants me to teach him martial arts?" Tang Zixin subconsciously thought so.
"Uh." The teaching director was stunned, not expecting Omi to think this way. The teaching director said in his heart: how could the headmaster need you to teach him, naturally there is someone more powerful than you to teach him martial arts.
The Teaching Director also didn't tell Omi that the principal already had someone to teach him, the Teaching Director said in his heart, "Fine, let Omi misunderstand and go disgusted with the principal, who is usually so proud in front of me."
Omi resolutely said, "Even if he is the principal, I won't teach him martial arts, director, go tell him, let him die of it."
The Director of Teaching smiled, "Omi, let's go first, it's better for you to tell him in person."
"Alright." Omi nodded, then he would personally go to the headmaster to talk it out.
Omi followed the director of teaching to the principal's office.
"Knock knock."
"Come in."
Omi and the director of teaching walked into the principal's office.
Song Yu'er had already arrived first and was sitting in the office waiting for a good show.
The headmaster looked at Omi and the teaching director, pointed at the chair with a very cultured gesture, and said, "Sit."
But Omi waved his hand and said, "No, Lord Principal, I can't teach you martial arts."
Everyone was stunned, except the Director of Instruction.
The headmaster was suddenly amused, "What did you say?"
"I'm sorry, Headmaster-sama, but I won't accept you as an apprentice, no matter what you do to move me. If there's nothing else, then I'll go back first."
"Stop." The headmaster roared, a look of anger on his face.
It was only then that the Director of Instruction said with false pretense, "Omi, the principal already has someone to teach him martial arts, that Wei Ming, the tenth ranked martial artist at Baiyun Middle School."
"Uh." Omi was stunned and looked at Wei Ming who was making tea at the other end of the office, then smiled, "So it's a misunderstanding, okay then."
The principal's heart was upset, but Omi took him as his disciple? The principal was filled with displeasure, "You are Omi, right."
"Yes, I'm Omi." Omi nodded with a hehehe smile.
"Omi, what you just said made me very angry to hear, you know?"
"I'm sorry, I thought you were looking for me to beg for a disciple just like the teaching director, but it turned out to be a misunderstanding."
The headmaster snorted heavily, "Omi, I want you to accept a disciple? What qualifications do you have to take me as a disciple, even Wei Ming doesn't dare to say he'll take me as a disciple, what makes you to misunderstood?" The headmaster felt that his personality was being lowered by Omi.
Omi said, "Lord Principal, I've said it's a misunderstanding, so why get angry."
"Omi, do you think this is a simple misunderstanding that can be passed over? Do you know that this misunderstanding of yours has lowered my personality and dignity and all that." The principal slapped the table.
The Director of Teaching was busy advising, "Principal, don't get along with him ah, he's just talking casually."
At this moment, the Teaching Director's heart was very happy, deliberately letting Omi to disgust the principal, it really was a wise choice.
Omi secretly said, "This principal, I just said a word about accepting apprentices, and he felt that his personality was insulted, this is clearly positioning me too low, it's time for me to come up with some boldness, otherwise I'll be looked down on all the time, ah, it's not conducive to me doing a good job as a bodyguard. If it was me in the past, at the principal's level, there might not even be a chance for me to be a slave. It seems that I can't be overly low-key, I have to make a move when I have to."
Wei Ming walked over from the tea making area with an indifferent face, perhaps he was born that way.
Omi looked at Wei Ming and smiled, "Brother Wei, I didn't expect to see you here, it seems that you have a good relationship with the headmaster."
Wei Ming snorted with disdain in his mouth, "Omi, I've already seen your shamelessness, yesterday you took advantage of Yu'er, today you want to take advantage of the headmaster, and you say it's a misunderstanding, I think you're doing it on purpose."
Omi looked at that Song Yu'er, Song Yu'er is wearing a white cowboy today, the curves on that leg, the sex is really intolerable, if a person with poor fixation, a glance at it will produce desire. Except, of course, Omi, who looked at Song Yuer and smiled, "Miss Song, I don't know why you're here again."
Song Yu'er smiled proudly and said, "Omi, you're in big trouble and you don't know it yet, later I'll make you call me Aunt Song three times, who made you dare to take advantage of me yesterday."
Omi frowned and said, "No, yesterday you called me cousin uncle, and today you want to be Aunt Song, uncle and aunt are a pair ah, could it be that you are secretly in love with me?"
Song Yu'er was stunned, just did not think of this piece to go, then furious: "Omi, you take advantage of me again, who is a pair with you, who is secretly in love with you ah."
Omi blinked his eyes and smiled, "I'm now the class grass of senior 32, there's no shame in secretly loving me ah."
"You you you… "Song Yu'er was so angry that she couldn't speak.
Chen Tianming, the class teacher of class 32, snorted, "How shameless, where is my class 32 class grass's turn to be your turn." Chen Tianming, as the class teacher, of course knew that that Liu Yang of class 32 was a school grass, Omi at the moment actually said he was a class grass in a brazen manner, really shameless.
Omi looked at Chen Tianming and said, "Teacher Chen, I was previously the class grass of class 5, but now that I've gone to class 32, I'm naturally the class grass of class 32, is there anything wrong with that?"
Wei Ming's face was expressionless, and his mouth fell open as he said, "You don't even understand what Ban Cao means, and you still have the nerve to say you're Ban Cao."
Song Yu'er was also busy helping out and said, "That's right, Ban Cao is the number one handsome man in the class."
Omi said, "I am, ah."
"I pooh, how shameless, with you still want to be a class grass, class 32's class grass is Liu Yang." Song Yu'er pooh-poohed.
The principal shouted, the more he looked at Omi, the more displeased he was with Wei Ming, "Wei Ming, you've been teaching me martial arts for a year or two, right?"
Wei Ming nodded: "Right."
The principal looked at Omi and said, "Omi, I didn't want to do anything, but you just took advantage of me and had the audacity to say that you would accept me as your disciple, fine, then let me learn from you."
Wei Ming and the others were shocked, the headmaster wanted to personally fight Omi.
The headmaster looked at the teaching director, shook his sleeves and said with a smug look, "After learning martial arts for two years, it's time to show my skills, otherwise what's the point of learning it."