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Chapter 589: Waste material from the junk star (26)

Chapter 589: Waste material from the junk star (26)

Chapter 589 Waste Materials from the Garbage Star (26)

Classmate Luo, if you have any request, the Yan family will definitely satisfy it

Qianyan pulled out his personal terminal, clicked on a number and dialed it directly: "Hello, I am Luo Qianyan, a sophomore in the electromechanical and electrical class. I want to report something. The counselor of the electromechanical and electrical class is blocking the door of my dormitory. It seriously disturbed my study and life. He insisted that I go to the Yan family to help the Yan family make mechas, but I didn't want to, and he glared at me angrily, very fiercely."

Student Luo, we will come over immediately to deal with this matter.

Okay, Im sorry to bother you.

Jiao Ziqiu heard these words and forgot to stop them for a moment. When he reacted, Qian Yan's eyes were filled with fire.

Student Luo, please keep a straight line when doing things.

Qian Yan: I dont want to stay with you.

Jiao Ziqiu, one of Gu Xueyous admirers, has cerebral palsy like Luo Cheng. It was okay at first, but later because Yan Ruola had targeted the original owner several times, both openly and secretly.

This time he didn't target her, but he came to be the Yan family's lobbyist. Who do you really think he is?

Teacher Jiao, I heard that you are harassing classmate Luo here? He is an administrator of the college, and there are many people here. After all, Qian Yans contribution to the school is obvious to all, and he is the treasure of their school.

Jiao Ziqiu wanted to explain, but Qian Yan answered: "He wanted to persuade me to go to the Yan family to make a mecha, the same one he sold to a certain factory before, and asked me to make a different one. Isn't this challenging the credibility of our school? I don't Yes, he got angry because of shame and thought I was ignorant. There is surveillance here, so I would like the administrator to investigate more."

Jiao Ziqiu was taken away with a livid face. Not long after, Jiao Ziqiu was notified by the whole school and lost his position as the counselor of the electrical and mechanical class.

All the students in the school were stunned after hearing this.

The principal's voice continued to be heard from the radio: "Dear teachers and classmates, I hope this will never happen again. The existence of the First Military Academy is to cultivate talents and enable every student here to learn what they are good at with peace of mind. Field. No matter who it is, no one can force the students of my First Military Academy to do things they dont want to do. Jiao Ziqiu is a counterexample. He can introduce students, but he cannot use a threatening tone and deny students the right to choose. "

"If any classmates are threatened like this again in the future, as long as you are in the academy, we will do our best to protect you and prevent you from being bullied. Every student in my First Military Academy is a treasure and cannot be bullied by others. .

The schools reaction was not surprising to Qian Yan. In fact, the happiest time the original owner spent was at the First Military Academy. Some people might target her overtly or covertly, but they didn't dare to go too far.

She likes it here very much. It is a good place to study.

The school did not name the Yan family, but many people could make guesses based on this incident.

Within a few days, many people knew what happened to Jiao Ziqiu.

Gu Xueyou was trembling with anger. She really didn't expect such an ending.

Yan Ruola also found out that the mecha manufacturer her mother hired was Luo Qianyan.

Her face was very hot.

Looking at Gu Xueyou's livid face, she thought for a moment and said, "Mom, is the person you want to invite Luo Qianyan?"

"is her."

Mom, she is Uncle Luos adopted daughter. Yan Ruola pursed her lips, If I had known earlier, I should have stopped you.

I went out for a swim during the day and came late.

See you tomorrow