Chapter 64: The students' appearance, Teacher Li got angry
While everyone was talking, Bao Yaqing and a few other girls came in. When they saw Zhang Wanwan, they immediately ran over mysteriously and whispered to everyone, "We just passed by Class 3 and saw Huang Liting lying on her seat crying. There was no one to comfort her. She looked like she was isolated."
"You deserve it!" Luo Jingyun's attention was immediately diverted. She was excited to drag Zhang Wanwan to watch the fun, but was stopped by Zhang Wanwan. "If I go over now, she will hate me to death. Although I am angry, I believe the teacher will give me justice. Let's not make trouble for no reason."
"That's right, Wanwan is right. We should forgive others when we can. Teacher Su also said that we should not cause trouble again. Have you submitted your apology?"
After being reminded by Bao Yaqing, Luo Jingyun immediately wilted. She took out a crumpled self-criticism from her schoolbag and nervously handed it to Cai Long, and kept reminding her: "Remember to put mine on the last sheet, in the least conspicuous place. Remember, remember!"
Even after Cai Long left the classroom, she was still worried about her self-criticism.
Without Luo Jingyun's cheering, everyone immediately forgot about Huang Liting being isolated, and studying became the first priority in their minds.
Zhang Wanwan was deeply moved after hearing what happened in the past few days from Tang Lang and Cai Long. She became more attentive to the classmates who came to ask questions, and even generously shared her notes, winning the unanimous favor of her classmates.
Leng Ziyue also asked for her notebook to make a photocopy. Zhang Wanwan thought the sun rose from the west, but later she found out that he asked for it on behalf of Tian Sen.
The school leaders attached great importance to the results of the first-year midterm exam. After receiving the ranking of the results, the name Zhang Wanwan was immediately noticed by the top management of No. 1 Middle School. The principal became anxious and called the head of the first grade, Su Ranran, and the head teacher of Class 3 over again, emphasizing the harmony and friendliness among the classmates, etc., and secretly warned the head teacher of Class 3 to keep an eye on Huang Liting.
The head teacher of Class 3 was already unhappy about what happened over the weekend, and now he was criticized by the principal. You can imagine how angry he was. Before, he would privately call Huang Liting to the office to lecture her for the sake of face, but this time he said sarcastically in front of the whole class: "Today the teacher warns you again, and it is the last time. The main task of students is to study, study, and study! I don't know how many times I have emphasized this! But some people just won't listen. What is a school? Is it a place for you to fall in love and do whatever you want? If you don't want to study, get out! Don't think you can do whatever you want in school just because you have connections at home. No. 1 Middle School doesn't buy it!
Remember! This is the last time. Next time, if anyone in our class gets into trouble that has nothing to do with study, get out of Class 3, no matter if you are wronged or not. I can’t afford it!”
When Teacher Li said this, he kept staring at Huang Liting. Seeing her lowering her head, he became even more angry. He picked up the ruler on the podium and hit her several times without warning, which scared everyone.
Huang Liting also looked up reflexively, met Teacher Li's murderous eyes, and began to cry in grievance.
In the past, Teacher Li would have calmed down no matter how angry she was when she saw a student like this. But this time was different. She was inexplicably scolded by the principal twice because of Huang Liting's trouble. She couldn't calm down no matter what. Seeing her acting like a green tea girl made her even angrier. Her voice rose several degrees, "You have the nerve to cry about the trouble you caused? If you hadn't caused those troubles, our class wouldn't have been messed up by Class 1 and we wouldn't even be in the top three. Do you think everyone is a fool and can't tell whether you did it on purpose or not? You are stupid and willful, you have no brains and you still use tricks like others. How come you did so badly in the exam when you are so capable? You have the nerve to compete with the top student in the grade with such a good grade. I am ashamed for you!"
After saying that, Teacher Li looked at the whole class and continued to scold, "And you guys, you are very good at being violent, but why can't your grades compare to Class 1? In the mock exam at the beginning of the semester, there were still ten students in our class in the top 50 of the grade, but this time there were only six, which is more than half less! What's going on? Study, study, study, and get grades, grades, grades!"
Teacher Li almost yelled, scolding the students in Class 3 until they were like quails. She only stopped when her throat became hoarse.
As soon as the head teacher left, Class 3 became unusually quiet. Everyone tacitly agreed not to say a word. However, Tian Sen seemed to be fine. He looked at Yan Zeyu with a mocking smile on his face. The two sat in the same row but in different groups, with a table of two people between them.
Tian Sen did not say anything either, but moved his mouth provocatively towards Yan Zeyu. Although he did not say anything, Yan Zeyu understood what he meant. His face, which was already frosty, instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and the pen on the table was almost broken in half by him.
Seeing his reaction, Tian Sen laughed even more wildly. Yan Zeyu stood up suddenly, and the people around him were startled. After a brief moment of confusion, his brothers all looked at Tian Sen unkindly.
Tian Sen's brothers were not pushovers either. They immediately prepared for battle, with provocation in their eyes.
"Tian Sen, don't think you can be complacent just because you won this time. Remember, nothing lasts forever. You will cry next time." Yan Zeyu said half seriously and half threateningly.
"Oh my, I'm so scared!" Tian Sen sneered, "Why? Can't you afford to lose? If you can't afford to lose, don't gamble!"
"Tell me, what are your conditions?" Yan Zeyu took a deep breath and said seriously. He was afraid that if he continued to talk to Tian Sen, he would not be able to help but rush up to fight him.
"Great!" Tian Sen also stood up, and glanced at Huang Li Ting with a little more coldness, and said lightly: "Keep an eye on the crazy woman next to you, and stay away from us college bullies. We are here to study and take college entrance exams, and we don't have time to waste time with such a thing!"
Tian Sen's voice echoed in the quiet class. The students who had not dared to make a sound before all looked at him in astonishment. In the past few days, they also understood why the spoiled girl Huang Liting targeted Zhang Wanwan from Class 1. Although it was shameful, they were in the same class after all. They would also take into account the friendship of classmates and would not say some unpleasant words in front of Huang Liting. They did not expect that Tian Sen would mock Huang Liting so recklessly and bring Yan Zeyu along, especially the protection of Zhang Wanwan in his words and deeds, which made people speechless. Everyone looked at each other, even breathing lightly, and listened attentively to the grievances between them.
“Bang!”
There was a loud bang, and everyone looked over and found that Yan Zeyu threw a book at Tian Sen, who hit him directly against the wall and broke it into two.
"What? You wanna fight?" The guy next to Tian Sen stood up with his fists clenched and stood in front of Tian Sen, his protective attitude was very obvious.
The situation was about to break out, and someone quietly looked at the class monitor and asked him to run and call the teacher.
The squad leader was sweating profusely. He was alone, weak and helpless and dared not move, for fear that if he moved he would be the next one to be beaten.
(End of this chapter)
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