Lin Xu did not expect that Lin Fu actually took him directly to see the headmaster, Lin Fu explained to him, "You are through the back door, of course, to see the door." "This is the son of your family. He is really the father of a tiger without the son of a dog." The headmaster, who was about 40, looked a little dignified. He looked at the tall and straight young man and nodded with a smile. Hey, what are you talking about? With a smile on his face, Lin Fu waved his hand. "That's too exaggerated. It's killing me to say so." Lin's father did not refute the phrase "the father of a tiger has no son of a dog", and he was proud of his son's excellence. Lin Xu: ".." Even the worst high school in the county is more than 100 points short, what is there to be proud of, is it proud of his inner character? After the two of them were polite, the headmaster called the teacher and signed up for Lin Xu. The teacher was his future head teacher. Although he was respectful on the surface, he was disdainful in his heart. He was also a rich second generation who went through the back door. After signing up, the two fathers and sons left and began to go to school tomorrow. He did not live in school. His house was very close to the school. Lin's father and mother were very prescient when they bought it. Dad, our home is only about ten minutes away from school. Why do you still drive? It's too troublesome to drive so far. Driving, obviously looking at the opposite destination is very close, but to turn a big bag circle to arrive,plastic trash bins, it is nothing to look for trouble. What do children know? There are a lot of second-generation rich people in this school. If others see you walking in, they will isolate you and bully you in the future. If they know you used to study in the countryside, they won't laugh at you to death. Dad will support you and drive this car of more than two million yuan. Their family has two cars, but the expensive one, the couple are reluctant to drive, for fear of scratching a little to repair a lot of money, only when the face will be driven,plastic pallet manufacturer, although suddenly become a nouveau riche, but they are still very conservative about spending money. The two fathers and sons talked about other things, and Lin's father talked about his brilliant process of becoming an upstart. Lin Xu finally knew why Lin Fu could get through the back door of No.2 Middle School and let him go to No.2 Middle School with less than 200 points in the high school entrance examination. No.2 Middle School is the best high school in the city. Whether it is the teachers or the enrollment rate, although it is No.2 Middle School, it is better than No.1 Middle School. Although the headmaster is more than 40 years old, he is the second generation of the rich, but his family's company has been on the decline, and finally almost went bankrupt. Everyone is not optimistic, only Lin Fu, he put all his eggs in one basket on all the money he earned as a labor contractor for several years, also borrowed money, injected funds to fill the last loophole, and finally plugged it. Become an upstart. Although Lin Xu did not live in school, plastic bulk containers ,collapsible bulk container, he still packed his bags and came to school on the first day, because the freshmen had to go to the army for military training for half a month. Lin Xu got out of the car and wore a military training uniform. Son, put your luggage in the car first and take it with you when you leave. You can go to the classroom first. It's getting late. It was Lin Mu who sent him. Fine Lin Xudao did not refute. It may be that Lin's mother is seldom around her son, so she has to take care of everything to make up for her regret. My son is so good. Go quickly. Mother Lin smiled, and her smile was very kind. Lin Xu entered the classroom, which was crowded with people sitting on the seat, uniform military training uniform color, can not see the difference. Seeing a vacant seat in the row by the window, he immediately went over and sat down, because there were students coming in behind him. Ah, Lin Xu, why are you sitting in my seat? Lin Xu sat down and looked up. It was Timozer. "Where are you?"? Did you just sit here? "I just came." Timozer said. Then why is this your position? "I've already made a reservation." Said Timozer, standing nearby, looking at the other man at the table. Seats can still be reserved? How did you make the reservation? Lin Xu looked down his eyes and saw Yan Jiu in a military training uniform, sitting upright, like a soldier, but holding a mobile phone in his hand, concentrating on playing games, as if facing a battle as serious. After he exploded a head, he squinted at the two men. The eyes of the second man seemed to be contemptuous of God. He smiled contemptuously at the corners of his mouth. He did not know whether he was laughing at the two men or the man who had been shot by him in the game. It's the two of you again. It's really haunting. I'm in charge of my seat. Get out of here! He lifted his eyelids and said. Lin Xu: ".." The school bully has taken shape.
Timozer's star eyes, the marshal is so domineering, "OK, then I'll sit here." Timozer was sitting in an empty seat on the other side of the aisle, and the man in that seat had just found a friend to sit in another place. Lin Xu sat still and said, "This school doesn't belong to your family." Yan Jiu suddenly put down his cell phone, turned around seriously, and then stared at him all the time. Lin Xu was staring at the cold hair of his deep black eyes, the eyes of deep pupils, when looking at people carefully with deep, emitting palpitating pressure. Is this the momentum of the marshal? But Lin Xu felt even more that he was pretending to be concave. "What are you looking at?" Suddenly, Yan Jiu pulled his ear. Lin Xu slapped off, "neuropathy ah, want to fight ah." Ear pulling is not a trick used by kindergarten children to fight. I just want to see if there's something behind your ear. What are you doing so hard? Yan Jiu's hand was slapped with a burning pain. How could his hand be so strong? He didn't leave his hand. He was angry from his heart and his fist itched. Finally, he thought of the way he closed his eyes in his dream. I don't know why he held back. Seeing Lin Xu in a military uniform, he suddenly wanted to see if Lin Xu had a birthmark behind his ear, just like the last tragic unlucky man in his dream. Yan Jiu suddenly sad, since the death of Lin Xu in the dream, he has not done his dream of being an imperial cadet in the bizarre series, the plot seems to have been the end of the play. He decided. He wants to take an examination of the military Academy, think of here, his blood is boiling,plastic pallet manufacturer, even the hot pain on the hand has forgotten. The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution. Thanks to the little angels who threw [mines]: Little Stupid Bear, Bai Ke 1; Thanks to the little angel who irrigates [nutrient solution]: Three-minute sound 10 bottles; Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! Chapter 444. cnplasticpallet.com