Evil Charm Transfer Student: The Promise of Pulling the School Grass

Chapter 384 Teacher, give me back my phone...

I felt very uncomfortable, looking at her back, I wished I could rush up and give her a few slaps, but thinking of Ling Anzhi's words, I knew that I was not her opponent yet, so I suppressed my anger.

I secretly texted Ling Anzhi under the table: Ling Anzhi, what's going on?How did Lan Xinning transfer here?

Ling Anzhi quickly replied: What?Is there such a thing?I do not know.

I rolled my eyes at the textbook: You really don't know?She has been transferred to my class, ah, so depressed, I really want to beat someone up.

Ling Anzhi went on to say: Don't be impulsive, do you hear me?Be patient and see what she really wants.

I just wanted to send him another reply, when I suddenly found the teacher standing in front of me, she looked at me expressionlessly and said, "An Xiaomo, bring your phone."

I yelled in my heart that I was not good, but I was caught by the teacher on the spot. It really humiliated me.

I raised my eyes and smiled obsequiously at her: "I was wrong, I shouldn't have read the time in class, and I won't read it in the future, is that okay?"

Her expression changed: "Are you looking at the time? You are looking at the time? You are obviously sending text messages. Don't think that the teacher is short-sighted and can't see you!"

I laughed and didn't want to give her the phone.

She stretched her hand forward again: "Give it to me, don't let me waste more words, otherwise, be careful I invite your parents."

I thought to myself, please parents, let Ji Mingdong come and see if she dares to discipline him.

However, even though I thought so, I obediently handed the phone to her, and at the same time gave her a sneaky look, thinking that ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

Wait for me to finish class before going to talk to her and try to come over.

But at this time, Lan Xinning turned her head and gave me a smug look with a smug smile on her lips.

I ignored her and continued to stare at the textbook with my head down.

On the other side, Han Xingchen said to me in a very low voice: "An Xiaomo, you really can't hold your breath today, and the teacher took your phone away."

I gritted my teeth and said, "Accident, this is an accident."

It was hard to get through this class, and I kept staring at the face of our geography teacher with enthusiasm, and the eyes were clearly calling: Teacher, give me back my mobile phone, give me back my mobile phone!
(End of this chapter)