Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

The group arrived at the experimental building and climbed to the third floor. Liang Conglin was leading the way to the innermost lecture theater when they met several students walking out.

It seems that these people have just finished class.

Liang Conglin turned around and said to Ye Maoshan with a smile: "It seems that get out of class is over just in time."

Ye Maoshan was also in a good mood and followed him forward with his hands behind his back.

Suddenly he heard two students passing by him saying: "Liang Le has not completed the task assigned by Professor Jiang. In addition to the last time, he has failed to submit his homework three times in a row... According to Professor Jiang's previous statement, every three times Anyone who fails to hand in their homework will fail the course.”

"Do you really believe it? He is different from us. Look at his domineering demeanor, he doesn't look like someone who is afraid of failing the exam."

"You mean Professor Jiang won't kill him?"

"I didn't say that."

"But that Liang Le didn't leave even after class today. He is usually the first to leave. This time he made it clear that he wanted to talk to Professor Jiang."

Ye Maoshan listened but couldn't figure out the reason.

Plus two students walked away.

It's not easy for him to call people back to ask for details.

Ye Maoshan walked forward with doubts in his head.

Wait until you get outside the lecture theater.

Liang Congling just said: "Right here."

He heard the sound of smashing things inside, and then the boy roared and threatened: "Who do you think you are? You really take yourself seriously. My uncle is the principal! If you dare to fail my class, I will find you later." Uncle fired you!"

Ye Maoshan suddenly lowered his face and turned his head to look at Liang Conglin: "Uncle is the principal?"

Liang Conglin suddenly sweated like rain, and the clothes on his back were soaked through. He repeatedly raised his hands to wipe the sweat, and he was frightened: "I...this..."

Ye Maoshan rolled his eyes at him and directly raised his legs to go in.

The driver also politely said to Liang Conglin who was blocking the door: "Principal Liang, please give way."

Liang Conglin took a deep breath and stepped aside to make way.

The driver thanked him and followed him.

But Liang Conglin's face turned pale, and now he wanted to die. When he realized what he was doing, he quickly chased after him for fear of making a big fuss.

There are still a few students left in the large lecture hall.

Probably he stayed to ask the professor questions.

They were all too scared to speak because Liang Le smashed the professor's tea cup and yelled at the professor.

Then he looked at an old man coming in from the door, followed by a middle-aged man.

They haven't figured out the old man's identity yet.

When I looked closer, I saw someone familiar.

Suddenly, several students in the lecture theater started whispering to each other: "The principal is here."

"Isn't the principal here to support Liang Le?"

"What about Professor Jiang?"

"But the principal is Uncle Liang Le... they are relatives..."

Liang Conglin heard these comments when he came in.

He felt unjust and wanted to clarify to everyone right away that he had never engaged in this kind of nepotism among relatives.

He also didn't know that his cousin at home was using his identity to make trouble in private.

Liang Conglin's temples were beating wildly. Before he could recover from the students' comments, he looked at where the podium was and the debris was scattered on the ground.

His nephew, whom he had not seen once in a year and a half, was surrounding Jiang Zongjin on the podium. He was still making nonsense words when a disaster was imminent.

"Aren't you an experimenter? Experiments need funds, right? If you don't pass my exam, I can help you intercede for some funds later."