Love

Chapter 12

It wasn't enough. Samoon pulled her by the ear and came out of the classroom under the watchful eyes of her classmates. She turned around and apologized to her head teacher for disturbing her. When she came out of the classroom, she let go of her hand and screamed in a green voice.

"Hurry up, I didn't let you go this time. I am so kind that I can get your heart every time."

He vomited a long breath, his eyes opened, and before he could look at my shriveled face, he put down his fangs and made a low voice.

"Don't expect to train well here."

I almost swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

That's why I lied on this guy's side, that's why!

But with a threat, Samoon rushed into the stream again and dragged the child's arm to follow.

"Don't threaten the teacher, he is not afraid of you. Let's go, don't waste time."

Tarn followed Somorn with ease, but he still could not bear to turn around and give him a cynical look, and at the same time, with his free hand, as if he had cut his throat, he moved his mouth a little enough to make him understand the meaning.

"Death"

Then I disappeared at the corner of the stairs, leaving me there as if possessed by a ghost.

I think. . . I should go back to Bangkok today. Stay here, I'm dead, don't practice any more, that confused work, go back quickly!

The child's threat is like an order. When I finish class, the result of the threat is sent directly to me, and it will arrive soon.

This didn't happen directly to me. At first, I was worried about whether I would be stepped on by it. Walking out of this building, I doubt it very much. But actually, no, not me, but my best car.

The tire came loose. . .

The method of bullying the teacher is naive, but it also makes me eat standing, and I don't know how to go back to the dormitory. Fortunately, Somorn and I went to the parking lot to pick up the car, so she called the technician in the nearby garage and asked them to refuel me and said. . .

"This is normal, Nua. All the teachers here have been beaten. When I first came to teach, I was often beaten. Now I am used to it. And the mechanics in this repair shop are also very rich, so I am often beaten."

Somorn was asked if there was a remedy, and she said no. She once threatened her children that whoever did it would be suspended from school. But it didn't work either because they never caught the people who did it because they had a surveillance camera policy. They also spray out the lens, break the camera, and then they can't use it.

Look, I can only sigh, these children are terrible.

The next day, I was beaten again. Yesterday, I only put one wind wheel, and the next day, I put two wind wheels.

You think you can park here. . . Just like the latest grading, adding one wheel and four wheels a day, the technician who made me refuel joked that I was a student here. Because there has never been a master who asked a technician to cheer me up for four consecutive days, I was the first one.

I'm telling you, he doesn't like them. They will be younger.

Worst of all, after school today, I said goodbye to the other teachers, walked to my car and saw that all four wheels were fine, and the tires were full of air and not loose.

Why do I say the worst?

He wouldn't inflate the tires, but he stuffed chewing gum into the keyhole.

Yes, I was very angry and wanted to jump around and kick any craftsman who passed by here, but I didn't dare. They'll beat the s**t out of me for bullying me, so I can only complain about driving to the craftsman and taking out the damn gum.

But even so, I would smile at the child's stupidity.

Don't you know that my car is unlocked by remote control system? You can open it with one click.

I stood there alone laughing, glad I couldn't call a mechanic to help me today. At the same time, I saw a motorcycle passing by. When I turned around, I saw the boy and all his friends. They pushed me over and then stopped to look at me.

Me. . . Hold the remote high and raise your eyebrows as if you weren't Draculo! "Before I pressed the remote and turned on the car right in front of my eyes, I thought I was going to get it hurt.

But when I went straight to open the door, the stickiness of something suddenly stuck to my fingertips, and a faint fragrance of mixed fruits came to my nostrils. I suddenly stopped and my brows wrinkled automatically.

Yes. . . Or. . .

I held out my hand, only to see that as soon as the back door opened, a piece of chewing gum had been chewed and stuck in a raft.

Ah. . . Damn it, kid!

I gasped, turned around, looked at my face, and smiled at the corners of my mouth, as if I were laughing wildly. Before I pushed my motorcycle to the starting point in front of the university, I shrugged my eyebrows, asked other male teachers to check their weapons before leaving, and asked me to stand there and run to find the faucet to wash my hands.

He's on me, you creek. . . He's on me!

One more day. . .

I mean, this is too bad. Yesterday, I oiled the mechanic with chewing gum, but today. . .

Two rearview mirrors. . . It's all black spray paint!

I couldn't bear to yell with Samoon that it was too much, but the answer was: 'Does Nua Nua's car have a camera? If there is a camera, you can use it as evidence that Tarn did it, but if not, go post it. The kids here see it. If you can't catch them, they won't accept it.

That's the problem. My car doesn't have a camera. I just took it out before the internship because it was broken. Now I can see the benefits of having a front camera. My car is already in the garage. North school. The repairman even called me an ordinary leg. No one broke the Guinness Book of Records at Boonanan Institute of Technology like me.

"If it doesn't change, I'll wait a long time and I'll have my staff wipe the spray paint off," a garage technician came up to me and told me, flipping through magazines about cars over and over again in his seat.