A few days later, Ye Qingqing inquired with Wuchen about the new homeroom teacher, as well as about the situation of Huang Junkai and Hu Lingling, worried that the new homeroom teacher might also discriminate against these two poor children.

"Not bad, much kinder than that old hag. She moved Huang Junkai and Hu Lingling to the front seats, and Zhang Xiaoqiang and Feng Xiaowen to the back." Wuchen was quite satisfied with the new teacher.

She couldn't tell whether a teacher was good or bad, but her heart was more upright than He Baihong's. She treated all students equally and without prejudice.

In fact, no matter which teacher was replaced as Wuchen's homeroom teacher, the result would be the same. Ye Qingqing caused a huge scene at the school, and even someone as strong as He Baihong couldn't defeat her. She had been a tyrant at the school for more than ten years, but now she was dismissed in disgrace, and even her brother-in-law from the Education Bureau couldn't protect her.

What does this mean? It means that Ye Qingqing's background is even more powerful than He Baihong's!

Some well-informed teachers had already found out that He Baihong was fired because the mayor's secretary made a phone call. This was no small matter. No wonder Ye Qingqing was so arrogant. She was a relative of the mayor. What was He Baihong's deputy bureau chief brother-in-law compared to her?

These past few days, the school teachers, including the principal, have been looking at Wuchen with more affection than a loving mother. He's a relative of the mayor, so he has to be pampered.

Under these circumstances, which teacher would dare to defy the rules? They would definitely manage the class fairly and strictly. Moreover, although most teachers may have some selfish motives, they are all good teachers, especially teachers at this time. They are generally very responsible. People like He Baihong are exceptions.

Ye Qingqing was relieved and prepared to go upstairs to do her experiment, but out of the corner of her eye she saw Wuchen lying on the sofa watching cartoons. After eating, Tiantian and Xiaotong had gone back to their rooms to study, but this unlucky kid was watching TV.

Ye Qingqing's eyelids twitched, and she felt a headache coming on. She deeply felt that she must have been a well-behaved student before, at least compared to Wuchen, she was definitely a model student.

"Wuchen, have you finished your homework?" Ye Qingqing raised her voice and asked.

Wuchen, who was engrossed in watching cartoons, suddenly shuddered. His mood soured, and the thought of homework gave him a headache. He felt like burning everything down.

Ye Qingqing sneered, clearly indicating that he hadn't done his homework, and shouted, "You have the nerve to watch TV when you haven't done your homework? Go do your homework, and you're not allowed to sleep until you've finished. I'll call your teacher tomorrow to ask about your homework."

If this brat isn't disciplined, she'll be out of control. Since the start of the semester, I haven't seen her do a single homework assignment, and her exam results are terrible. What else can she do but fly away?

"I can't do it," Wuchen said honestly.

She knows the answers to those questions, but she doesn't. How can she answer them?

Ye Qingqing's head was spinning even more, and she patiently asked, "What can't you do?"

"I can't do any of them." That was an even more straightforward answer.

Her temper flared up, and Ye Qingqing could no longer hold back, roaring, "What were you listening to in class? Were you sleepwalking?!"

"I don't understand." Wuchen remained calm.

I feel sleepy when I hear the teacher chanting scriptures.

"Are you brainless? You can't even understand in third grade. What will you do in sixth grade and middle school? I think you just don't want to go to school. I'm warning you, if you don't meet my requirements on the final exam, your brother-in-law will definitely make you eat shit!"

Ye Qingqing's face was contorted with rage, her teeth clenched.

Don't think she's joking.

She really...would throw that brat into a cesspool and let him swim like a frog!

Wuchen shuddered. She wasn't afraid of Ye Qingqing, but she was afraid of Lu Mo.

"I just don't understand. Even if you make me eat shit, I still won't understand!" Wuchen was going all out. She knew she wouldn't get the score that stinky woman set, so she might as well tell her in advance.