Su Luan did not move from his seat outside Song Jing, "Teacher Zhong, Song Jing is not feeling well."
The fat man quickly helped, "Yes, Teacher Zhong, Song Jing is sick, very seriously. She didn't sleep in class on purpose."
"Sick? Haha, do you think I don't know the crooked thoughts that you poor students usually have?" Zhong Yuhua slapped the two test papers on the desk, "You are not usually sick, but you still pretend to have a headache and try your best to pretend to be hot.
If you take a leave of absence and skip school, if you are really sick and don’t go to the hospital with great fanfare, how can you come to school!”
"I'm telling you, I know all about the tricks you bad students are playing."
Zhong Yuhua kept saying that he was a poor student, and all the students in Class 21 looked ugly.
Su Luan had a bad face. He usually slept in Zhong Yuhua's class, not because he was afraid of Zhong Yuhua, but because he didn't want to listen to her nasty words, and he didn't want Xiaoguan to listen to her sarcastic comments. This time Zhong Yuhua kicked his nose in the face, it was really
Who is afraid of her?
Su Luan pushed open his desk with a bang and stood up with a sullen face.
The fat man and the others winked at Su Luan desperately, "Brother Luan, don't be impulsive, just be calm for a while, this old witch is a wicked person who will have her own troubles, and sooner or later she will meet someone who can deal with her."
"Try hitting the table again!" Su Luan is a little over 1.8 meters tall, standing a full head taller than Zhong Yuhua.
The boy looked very ugly and felt very oppressed.
Zhong Yuhua sneered, "What's going on? Do you still dare to attack the teacher?"
"Su Luan, don't forget, you are still punished. If you do it again, you will be expelled from the school."
"A person like you, just because you have some family background, you think you are great, don't you? With your current achievements, if you leave your family, you are nothing!"
"Damn you!" Su Luan clenched his fists. He hated people talking about his family background the most, especially when he had a father like that.
"Get out of the way." Song Jing stood up. Su Luan's clenched fists were stunned and he turned to look at her.
Song Jing stood up, his eyebrows were slightly lowered, and the ends of his eyes were covered with red bloodshot eyes that had an aura of irritability, and his whole body exuded the low pressure of "Don't mess with me."
Zhong Yuhua frowned when he saw Song Jing's face, and the displeasure and ridicule in his eyes became even stronger.
Seeing Song Jing's momentum, Su Luan thought that Song Jing was going to beat Zhong Yuhua. Instead, he suppressed his anger and whispered to her: "She is a teacher, don't do it."
Song Jing faintly opened his eyelids and glanced at him, and Su Luan subconsciously stepped aside a little.
Song Jing didn't even glance at Zhong Yuhua who was standing next to him, and walked out of the classroom with an indifferent expression.
Fatty and the others were already ready for a fight, but when they saw Song Jing walking out of the classroom, they all looked confused.
Zhong Yuhua gritted his teeth angrily, feeling that his dignity had been challenged, "Song Jing, from now on you will stand outside the classroom and listen to my classes!"
Song Jing didn't even listen to his footsteps, which made Zhong Yuhua even more angry.
Su Luan went after Song Jing without saying a word.
"Okay! Su Luan, don't take my classes from now on!"
"Idiot, who do you think is willing to take your class! Apart from asking us to write papers and let us review by ourselves, what else will you do? People like you are worthy of being teachers, so get the hell out of here!" Su
He caught up with Song Jing and slammed the back door of the classroom shut.
The students in Class 21 felt extremely relieved when they heard the bang.
Brother Luan was still their brother Luan, and he scolded them what they didn't dare to scold.
Zhong Yuhua was shaking with anger and glanced sideways at all the students in Class 21, "A bunch of trash who can't hold themselves up to the wall! Self-study!" After that, she stopped going to class and walked away.
"Yeah! Sister Jing is mighty! Brother Luan is mighty!"
"Damn it, I really thought Sister Jing was going to hit the old witch just now. I was shocked."
"The old witch is so hateful. When can our class get a new English teacher?"
Song Jing left the classroom and didn't go anywhere else. He leaned against the wall of the back door, half-bent his long legs, folded his hands on his chest, and continued to doze off with his eyes closed.
Su Luan stood next to her, looked at her, wanted to say something, opened his mouth but didn't say anything, and just stood with her at the back door.
Zhong Yuhua came out and saw the two of them, and became even more angry, "You scored zero on such a simple question, and the answers are exactly the same. You are wasting educational resources in school! You two losers!"
Song Jing leaned against the wall and opened his eyelids lightly. His eyes were filled with anger and evil redness, and his voice was cold and deep, "Say it again."
The girl's tone of voice was not serious, even a little hoarse as if she had not woken up. She did not have the habit of deliberately raising her voice to increase her aura when speaking at this age, but it gave people an inexplicable sense of oppression.
It seemed like a pair of invisible hands suddenly grasped the throat of the person confronting her, making people fearful.
Zhong Yuhua's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously took two steps back before realizing that she was a teacher, and that the other party was just a student, and a poor student who had just transferred to another school. As a teacher, she was actually intimidated by the other party.
I can't get over it in terms of face.
"So what if I say it again?" Zhong Yuhua frowned and regained his momentum, "Am I wrong? Didn't you two copy the papers?"
"Teacher Zhong, calm down." Guan Wei received the tip from Fatty and the others and hurried over. She had been running all the way and was still panting now.
As soon as she arrived, she separated Song Jing, Su Luan and Zhong Yuhua, and firmly protected her two students behind her, "Teacher Zhong, calm down. This class is English, and the students are still waiting for you to come to class.
I will educate them both, you go to class first."
"Teacher Guan, I'm not talking about you. It's just because you usually protect the students that they become less and less motivated and more and more lawless! I think this class of students will be the last class you will lead, so why don't you
Suitable to be a teacher." Zhong Yuhua glared at Song Jing and Su Luan, turned around and entered the classroom again.
After all, she is now the English teacher of Class 21. Even if she doesn't like the students of Class 21, she still has to do the superficial things she should do.
She rushed out of the classroom like that just now because she knew that Guan Wei would definitely come, so she was waiting for this step and could also ridicule Guan Wei.
A little girl who had just graduated came to lead the graduating class of high school. It was not because she was young and beautiful and had an unclear relationship with the grade director. She pretended that she didn't know!
Guan Wei breathed a sigh of relief, looked back at Song Jing and Su Luan, and saw Song Jing's languid expression at a glance. She immediately became nervous again. She took a step forward and raised her hand to touch Song Jing's forehead. When she found that there was no fever, she really relaxed her breath.
Come.
"Song Jing, are you still not accustomed to the climate in Haicheng? Didn't you sleep well last night?"
Su Luan didn't want Song Jing to be scolded, so he directly grabbed the conversation and said, "Xiaoguan, it has nothing to do with Song Jing. It was because I couldn't stand Zhong Yuhua and the conflict started. Song Jing was implicated by me."