Jiang Zhiying finished speaking and quickly recited the text without waiting for others to refuse.

"In ancient times, scholars always had a teacher. A teacher is someone who imparts knowledge and resolves doubts..."

When Meng Xiao brought the tables and chairs back, Jiang Zhiying had just finished reciting the last part -

"I wrote 'On Teachers' as a gift to him."

Meng Xiao listened to the end of it. When he walked into the classroom, he couldn't help but glance at the classmates. He found that everyone was looking at Jiang Zhiying in surprise. He couldn't help but ask Jiang Zhiying, "Were you reciting the text just now?"

As he spoke, he placed the table and chairs next to his desk, then raised his chin towards Jiang Zhiying: "I see you are quite tall, so you should sit here from now on so as not to block others."

Jiang Zhiying looked at his unruly and arrogant appearance and thought he was quite interesting.

But before she could agree, Teacher Liu frowned and said, "Meng Xiao, if you don't study hard, don't think of leading the new student Jiang astray."

As he spoke, he suddenly looked at another boy: "Song Baoyu, go sit with Meng Xiao. You two usually like to play together anyway, so it's a good opportunity for you to study together in the future."

Song Baoyu was the boy who had just suggested that Jiang Zhiying sing. Judging from his appearance, he was obviously also a troublemaker in the class.

He subconsciously turned his head to glance at Meng Xiao, then looked at the girl sitting next to him, somewhat displeased: "Teacher, Ruan Yulan and I have been sitting next to each other for such a long time, and now you want me to sit next to Meng Xiao, isn't that inappropriate? Besides, Meng Xiao clearly wants to sit with the new student Jiang, and he doesn't like me at all. I don't dare go over there."

Teacher Liu's face was stern, and he became serious. His tone was also much heavier: "Song Baoyu! I'm informing you, not discussing with you! Move over immediately, and don't try to bully your classmates!"

Seeing that he seemed angry, Song Baoyu stopped making trouble and quickly moved the table. He also moved Jiang Zhiying's new table and chairs next to Ruan Yulan.

When he did this, Meng Xiao's face turned very sour, but he didn't say anything.

Jiang Zhiying didn't care what they thought. She walked to the desk with a smile and took out wet wipes to wipe the desk and chair. The desk and chair had obviously been wiped by someone, and there was no obvious dust to the naked eye.

However, Jiang Zhiying still has the habit of wiping it again.

As she was wiping the tables and chairs, Teacher Liu said, "Everyone else, review well. Jiang, come with me and get your book."

Jiang Zhiying was about to agree when Meng Xiao suddenly stood up again: "Teacher, I'll go with you. Jiang is not in good health and I'm afraid he can't move."

Teacher Liu looked at him deeply, looking a little unhappy: "Okay, come with me."

After saying that, he turned and walked out.

Meng Xiao followed immediately.

As soon as they left, the classroom became lively.

The girl sitting in front of Jiang Zhiying turned around and looked at her with burning eyes: "Student Jiang, you are so beautiful. From now on, the class beauty will have to change."

This was a bit of a provocation. Jiang Zhiying glanced at her and smiled faintly, "You're not bad looking, after all. If you take better care of yourself and dress up, you'll definitely look much better than you do now."

The girl was stunned when she heard this, as if she had heard some explosive news. She looked at Jiang Zhiying with burning eyes: "Mr. Jiang, you have also done some skin care and put on makeup, right?"

Jiang Zhiying smiled at her: "Not really, I'm naturally beautiful, I don't need maintenance or makeup."

The girl was stunned for a moment.

Jiang Zhiying ignored her and turned to look at her deskmate Ruan Yulan.

This girl's face doesn't look good.