Jiangshen's Xiao Zuojing is strawberry flavored

Chapter 137 Hate Value

But the physics teacher did not go out in the end.

After all, I have been in Buddhism for so long, and I don't miss this class.

He continued speaking calmly.

Qiao Mian half covered her ears and looked up at the time.

Fortunately, get out of class is already over.

Qiao Mian heard the bell rang for the end of get out of class—and saw the physics teacher leave the classroom without even turning off the PPT.

Physics teachers often do this, but today his steps were faster than usual.

It may be that he really can't stand the "magic sound filling his ears" from the class next door.

The sound of knocking on the table in the next class stopped as the get out of class ended.

Song Ruan came back from the class next door and immediately shared what she had seen and heard.

"It was their homeroom teacher who knocked on the table just now." Song Ruan found a seat and sat down casually: "I remember he didn't have this habit before."

Why did it suddenly knock today.

"Maybe he was angry with the grades of their class." Jiang Si shrugged: "The average score of the class next door should be the lowest in the whole year."

"That's right." Song Ruan agreed with Jiang Si's statement: "I heard that a person in their class talked back when he was scolded by the head teacher."

"—Then their homeroom teacher started knocking."

Song Ruan shook his head.

The head teacher of the class next door often discriminates against some people because of their grades, and is often eccentric, so it is very unpopular.

"Perhaps he feels that there are not enough enemies in one class, so he plans to expand his business?" Xu Xing continued.

Song Ruan took it for granted: "Just now I clearly saw him leave, but when he came back, he was still standing in the corridor."

Song Ruan didn't react, and looked at the head teacher of the class next door.

The head teacher of the class next door looked worried, as if he was about to rush over to scold Song Ruan for cheating in class in the next second.

Song Ruan patted his chest again: "He's still staring at me—I was so scared that I came back quickly."

Jiang Si just laughed: "The hatred value of our class has always been higher than his."

Class Ten is the only key class, and of course it is led by the best class teacher in the school.

I heard that the head teacher of the class next door also competed for the position of their head teacher, but it is a pity that he is not as popular as Lao Chen, so he can only teach the next class.

This also led to his petty opinion of Lao Chen and the tenth class.

Song Ruan also thought of this: "Fortunately, he didn't become our head teacher."

"Otherwise, I'm afraid I can't help but drop [-] points in the subjects he took to express my 'respect' to him."

He deliberately bit the last two words very hard.

"The head teacher of the class next door is the same as Lao Chen, and he teaches English." Xu Xing paused: "Your English is not considered an advantage."

If this is really reduced by fifty points, Song Ruan's English will be completely useless.

Song Ruan pouted: "...Don't be so serious, okay, he can't come to our class."

"I just want to say hello." Song Ruan didn't care.

Xu Xing chuckled.

this afternoon.

The math class in the morning has changed with the physics teacher...the first class in the afternoon should be math.

Qiao Mian turned off her phone, recalling the conversation she had with Yi Ci not long ago.

When she saw Yi Ci, she casually asked about Yi Ci's monthly exam results.

Then Yi Ci gave her a comprehensive overview of how rare her scores are.

After Yi Ci said so much, Qiao Mian didn't remember much, and then heard an important point: "You passed the math test with a hundred and four?"

"correct."

"What's wrong?" Yi Ci didn't understand why Qiao Mian was surprised.

Qiao Mian: "Did you write the last question?"

Could it be that she was a hidden math wizard when she was young?

Yi Ci understood: "No, I won't."

Twelve points for the last question, if he didn't know how to do it, it would be impossible for him to pass one hundred and fourteen.

(End of this chapter)