Fortunate to be cared for in this life

Chapter 959

There was silence in the classroom.

Every pair of eyes looked at the teacher on the podium, and Mu Zi who didn't change his face.

Of these two people, one determines whether students can get credits, and the other is the distinguished daughter of the president, neither of them can be offended.

The students neither dared to object to the teacher, nor dared to discuss Mu Zi.

After a while, the teacher sneered and stopped looking at Mu Zi.

"Lessons start now. Hope someone will remember that I just don't want to waste everyone's time because of one person's laziness."

Mu Zi's heart burst into flames, feeling that she was unlucky to meet such a teacher!

The other party obviously has a great prejudice against her!
Fortunately, the other teachers in the training institute are normal, otherwise Mu Zi would really question her decision to go to the training institute.

The former Su Zi was cast here, so it is a very sacred place for her.She yearns for it, loves it, and misses it. She has an unusual complex for the training institute.

Now it's very hot.

After the morning class ended, Muzi tidied up her textbooks sullenly.

A man's hand stretches out in front of his eyes.

"Hello..." The slightly fat man with glasses greeted her with a slightly shy smile on his face, "My name is Zhai Nan. I watched your court trial video online. It was amazing. I didn't expect that we were in the same class." Yes, please teach me more in the future."

It was the man who accidentally bumped into her last time.

Mu Zi was stunned for a moment, "Otaku...boy?"

How could someone be called such a name?

Mu Zi shook hands with him and greeted him politely: "Hi, nice to meet you."

Zhai Nan blushed, and said, "Don't take what happened just now to your heart. This teacher is notoriously strict in the courtyard. Come early next time, and try not to be caught by her."

Mu Zi listened and couldn't help asking him: "Are you familiar with her?"

"After I passed the judicial examination, I did some investigations on every teacher in the training institute, and I chose what they like, so I can get credits in the future." Zhai Nan smiled, and his eyes under the thick bottle-bottomed glasses narrowed into a slit, looking very Simple and honest.

He took out the notebook under his armpit and opened it for Mu Zi to read. It was densely packed with the teachers' materials.

Very detailed.

Not only the professional courses taught by each teacher are marked, but also their Weibo names, hobbies, published papers and works, and the habit of giving points.

Every teacher is different, some focus on attendance and performance, while others pay more attention to the quality of final papers.

The female teacher who scolded Mu Zi just now belonged to the former group, and especially gave preferential treatment to students living in poverty.

Looking at the notes he made, Mu Zi could see that he had spent a lot of time and effort on this, and she admired it from the bottom of her heart: "You are so careful!"

"Stupid birds fly first. I took the exam five times before passing the judicial examination. Do more homework and graduate in the future." Zhai Nan said with a smile, "The senior brother and sister of the previous class made a joke, saying that before Liao Liqin's class , first change into patched clothes."

Liao Liqin is the name of that female teacher.

Zhai Nan pointed to his cuff, there was really an inconspicuous little patch, he said with a naive smile, "I asked a tailor to patch it up for me yesterday."

Mu Zi was speechless.

And what about her wearing a diamond-encrusted dress?How much hatred has she incurred?

Mu Zi didn't want to wear patched clothes, and she didn't want to cause trouble for herself, so she got up early the next day and changed into a light blue fine-striped shirt dress, which was considered plain.

Murong Cheng asked: "Why don't you wear that cherry pink dress? That dress looks good."

"Oh, it's not a beauty pageant." Mu Zi sighed in her heart, she must keep a low profile, low profile, low profile...

(End of this chapter)