It's the students' fault if they are too popular.

Tong Yao thought it was funny, and she didn't know what the child was afraid of - being caught reading a novel and being seen by her? She thought it was nothing, and that only a few children didn't read extracurricular books, and it was okay as long as they didn't read during class. It was just that the unlucky child was caught on the spot.

"Come, let's talk outside." She stood up and motioned the little girl to follow her out.

Ruan Qian's heart was pounding as she followed behind, going over the possible scenarios in her mind over and over again.

Teacher Tong is angry, Teacher Tong is sad, Teacher Tong is disappointed...

"The accuracy rate is much higher." Tong Yao took a look at the No. 53 book, and there were obviously more ticks on it than before.

"Yes, really?" Ruan Qian was flattered.

Tong Yao nodded and continued reading, trying to gauge the gaps in the little girl's knowledge.

Even the air was silent for a long time.

"...Teacher Tong," Ruan Qian said suddenly, summoning up all her courage, "I'm sorry."

Tong Yao was stunned, then smiled:

"what happened?"

"I...read novels..."

It is always difficult to admit your mistakes.

"I know," Tong Yao continued to smile, "but why do you still need to apologize to me? Didn't you admit your mistake to Teacher Li?"

Ruan Qian was stunned.

Why should I apologize to Teacher Tong?

Physics teacher Lu also cares about every student and was also in the office at the time. Why didn’t she think of apologizing to Teacher Lu?

Because...Teacher Tong——

are different.

It's different from anyone else.

Chapter 20: This is a war that has already begun

"Because...Teacher Tong is a special person."

What's special about it?

Ruan Qian stood under the shower, letting the warm water splash on her face.

Gentle, beautiful, and with a soft body...she couldn't help wanting to get close to him.

I don’t know if it was the temperature of the steam or some other reason, but after taking a shower, her face was as red as an apple.

Ruan Qian put on her clothes, and most people in the dormitory were sitting at the table.

Today was a special surprise for the students—Li Hanqiang forgot to put away his cell phone.

Although someone will remind them tomorrow, this will not stop them from partying tonight.

Ruan Qian stood on the balcony with her mobile phone in hand and connected to the WiFi at Teacher Tong's home across the street again. The signal was not very good, but it was enough.

It seemed as if this was the beginning of some kind of connection between me and Teacher Tong.

The WiFi was renamed from TP-Link to Tongyao, which is simple and clear. Because she was worried about the WiFi password being leaked, the girl even uninstalled the master key on her phone.

"Hey, Ruan Xi, are you still playing with your phone? I heard that you downloaded the drama "Prince"? " Her roommate Chen Xi shouted at her from inside the room.

"Ah."

"Can you lend it to me? It uses up too much data."

"Ah."

She didn't use her phone very often, so she didn't hesitate to hand it over. Chen Xi looked at it and commented:

"You still use OPPO? I heard that those who use blue and green brands are factory girls, haha."

"Then I am the factory girl." Ruan Qian paused and said nothing. "I can't afford something too expensive."

She didn't want to see Chen Xi showing off her new iPhone at all.

"You look down on OPPO?" He Xueyu complained, "I still use VIVO, I think it's pretty good."

"Five or six thousand is still expensive?" Chen Xi shrugged: "Just a joke. Hey, Ruan Xi, is this WiFi from Teacher Tong's house?"

Ruan Qian was stunned, and then she heard Chen Xi continue to reason:

"Oh, you're taking extra classes with Teacher Tong, right? Damn, it's free and I can use the WiFi. If I had known, I would have signed up and not gone. What's the WiFi password? I'll just watch it online on my phone."

After getting no response, Chen Xi called out a few more times, "Ruan Xi?"

"I forgot my password."

The little girl said expressionlessly.

"Forgot?" Chen Xi had a look of disbelief. "It's not your WiFi, and it doesn't cost money. If you don't want to tell me, then don't tell me."

Unexpectedly, after saying this, Ruan Qian walked up to her, stretched out her hand, and said bluntly:

"Give me your phone back."

Before Chen Xi could react, the little girl had already taken the phone back by herself.

The atmosphere in the dormitory was extremely awkward for a moment.

As soon as Ruan Qian climbed onto the bed, she heard Chen Xi's dissatisfied voice below:

"As if I begged her. Haha, I'll ask Yin Jiali and Ji Chen to tell me the same thing tomorrow."

Ruan Qian held the phone without saying a word.

Yes, even if she doesn’t say it, Ji Chen or Yin Jiali will say it.

Like a fool, I had a falling out with my roommate over something like this.

But she still wouldn't tell anyone.

The phone vibrated at this moment.

She opened it and saw it was a QQ message from He Xueyu.

"You are right about this, she was the one who spoke without discretion.

"cx is like this. I sat at the same table with her in the first year of high school. Every time I was doing homework after class, she would talk to me. When I talked to her while she was studying, she would say that I was disturbing her.

“There’s this kind of person who doesn’t study, and doesn’t want you to study either.

"It's annoying enough to tell the class every day that she has been to Singapore, Malaysia and Thailand."

Ruan Qian smiled lightly and replied:

"Thank you, I'm fine. Go to bed early, good night."

"OK, good night."

It turns out that saying "no" to people you hate is not that difficult.

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"Teacher Tong, where is your fourth class?"

"Didn't the grade group set the progress?" Tong Yao replied to the teacher of the next class on QQ, "We are almost done with the application of derivatives."

"I want to discuss something with you. My wife might be giving birth these days, so I've asked for leave. Is it okay if you take my place in these few days' classes?"

"Teacher Zhang is in charge of Class 5 and Class 9?"

"I have arranged for Class 5. Teacher Tong, you can take Class 9 if you are willing."

"Ok."

Tong Yao agreed. Teacher Zhang was a nice person and was very considerate of her as a newcomer in the math group. She was just a substitute teacher and could be considered as overtime. It wasn't like she didn't get any subsidy.

It's just that... Class 9 - this class is a class under the parallel classes, with good and bad people mixed together. In anime, it can be called the evil of this world. There are poor students with poor grades but rich, poor students with poor grades but powerful, those who sell everything they have to pay for the school construction, and half-baked sports and art students. It is almost the most difficult class to lead.

I probably wouldn't be able to control them, but fortunately Teacher Zhang said that as long as she explained the knowledge points clearly, there was no need to force discipline.

"Hello everyone, I'm Tong Yao. Teacher Zhang is busy, so I'll be taking his place in the next few days."

In the math class of Class 9, with her self-introduction, the class burst into joy.

"Teacher Tong, why don't you switch with Teacher Zhang?"

"Ha ha!"

A boy whistled, and immediately a lot of people responded.

"Quiet."

Tong Yao has a good temper, but that doesn't mean she doesn't have a temper. To be honest, she doesn't like this atmosphere. It doesn't feel like school at all, but is as smoky and dirty as an Internet cafe. Her outstanding appearance can make most boys quiet down obediently - but only for a while. Once discipline is not maintained, small-scale discussions will grow like weeds in every corner.

Tong Yao stopped writing on the blackboard, turned around, and stopped talking. It was as if she was playing the game of "statue" with the students. She realized that her previous experience as a teacher was too one-sided, and not all students would listen to her obediently. This was still No. 1 Middle School. If she went to a worse middle school, she felt that she would have resigned.

"I say again, be quiet. Study for yourself. Don't disturb others if you don't want to study."

She has never said anything harsh since she was a child, but the majesty she occasionally exudes is somewhat similar to that of her mother Jiang Wu.

"Let the product price be X. For every 10 yuan reduction in price, 100 more units will be sold. From this, we can get the sales volume and express the profit function. What's next?"

She looked at the audience. It was quiet and no one responded. She was the one who was embarrassed.

The classes seemed uninteractive.

How to lead a class like this, how to deal with this situation... She found that her experience was pitifully limited.

Even those students who gossip about this teacher feel sorry for leaving her alone on the podium, fearing that this young and beautiful teacher would cry. But what can they do? They can't do anything. Not saying anything is already giving her enough face.

Just then, a hand was raised.

I was about to finish the nursery rhyme when someone raised their hand. It was like a miracle. She glanced at the seating chart and breathed a sigh of relief:

"Student Yan Zhi, please answer this question."

The person who stood up was a pretty girl.

Tong Yao was stunned for a moment. Isn't this the girl who spoke in a very green tea-like manner that she saw in the corridor that night?

Yan Zhi had already spoken at this time, and listed the formula clearly. Although the question was not difficult, it was rare for someone to support the teacher in such a class.

"...Please take a seat," Tong Yao came back to her senses, "Your answer is correct."

No matter whether it is black tea or green tea, in Tong Yao's eyes, Yan Zhi is like Dahongpao.

This class was probably an execution.

When the bell rang, Tong Yao was exhausted physically and mentally. She had never thought that attending class would be such torture. Just as she was about to go back to the office to rest, someone ran up to her with a book in his arms.

Yan Zhi.

"Teacher Tong," the girl looked a little nervous, "I want to ask you these questions."

"Let me see." Tong Yao took the book. There were quite a lot of circled questions, but she liked such students very much. At least they did the questions seriously, which was rare in such a class. "Come to my office to talk."

"Ok!"

In the corridor of Class 7, students came out to get some fresh air during the break.

"Hey, isn't that Teacher Tong? I heard that she went to substitute teach Class 9?" A sharp-eyed boy had already seen Tong Yao bring a girl into the office.

Jiang Yiming took this opportunity to tease Ruan Qian:

"Haha, you've fallen from grace!"

Ruan Qian frowned: "What nonsense are you talking about."

She said this, but her eyes couldn't help but look. She vaguely felt that the person behind Teacher Tong looked familiar, and soon she recognized that it was the Green Tea.

Although Ruan Qian didn't know what she had done, all girls were called that, so she wrote down this representative feature.

A sense of crisis arose in her heart.

Even Jiang Yiming could see that Teacher Tong favored him.

Although falling out of favor was just a joke, she couldn't let it go just by imagining it, and she felt as if her chest was suffocated.

And, at this moment, everyone in Class 7 had a subtle feeling of discomfort.