disuse.
These two words came out of her mouth lightly, as if she didn't feel that they would hurt the students at all.
Seeing Ye Lan looking over, she smiled politely and appropriately. "I know you're upset, but grades are inherently different. I'm going to lead Class A to achieve a new national average score for this year's college entrance exam, and I can't let you hold us back. Even if you go to the principal about this, I won't change my mind."
She spoke with confidence and righteousness, as if everything was for the collective and for honor.
However, Ye Lan didn't even want to give her a glance.
After finishing the last bite of food on the plate, he stood up and was about to leave.
"Ye Lan." Hao Qing couldn't help but speak out, frowning, "When the teacher talks to you, you at least respond. Is this the attitude you should have as a student towards your teacher?"
The students who had been observing this place from all directions stretched their necks curiously to watch the fun when they saw this scene.
Ye Lan paused, turned around with the tray in hand, a hint of coldness between his brows. "Respecting teachers is certainly basic education, but as a teacher, is it right to differentiate students based on their grades and treat them differently? Is that what a teacher should do? You came to see me privately, aren't you afraid that the principal would object if he knew?"
He posed two rhetorical questions in quick succession. Although his voice was not loud, because so many people were paying attention to this side, they could hear it clearly, and dissatisfaction and contempt instantly appeared on their faces.
Except for Class A and Class F, the other classes in Jiangjing No. 1 Middle School are not divided into grade areas.
Normally, students in Class A walk with their eyes on top of their heads, which annoys other students.
Hao Qing's face flushed red after being peppered with questions. Facing the gazes of the surrounding students, she felt awkward. She quickly stood up and said, "Anyway, I've informed you of the situation. It's up to you which class you want to transfer to. I'll handle the paperwork for you this afternoon."
After saying that, he hurried away.
At this time, the students who were watching the fun gathered around and spoke up.
"Ye Lan, come to our D class. Forget about the average score. It's like the average score in the college entrance examination is something that can be engraved on your ancestral grave."
"Yeah, I can't stand people always talking about grades. If you come to our Class C, I guarantee you won't have so many troubles."
"You didn't do anything wrong in the first place. Why should you leave? Let's go to the principal together this afternoon to seek justice for you!"
Most of the students living in ivory towers have simple minds and sympathize with the weak. Now that they see Ye Lan being bullied, they are overwhelmed with a sense of justice and can't wait to roll up their sleeves to help her.
Ye Lan had never thought that so many people would stand up for her. She felt a little warm in her heart, nodded and thanked everyone one by one, but rejected their kindness.
"I wasn't planning on staying in Class A anyway."
Although involution is an inherent pattern in modern society and can indeed improve college entrance examination scores, she is here to enjoy retirement, not to be the exam king.
For her, getting a college diploma in this body was enough, because she would have to return to the clan in the end anyway.
The incident in the cafeteria soon reached the principal's ears.
Before lunch break was over, he took Hao Qing to Class A.
When he saw Ye Lan, his ugly expression softened. He stepped forward and asked with concern, "Why did you come back by yourself? Is everything going well over there? Is there anything I can help you with?"
He spoke in a completely peer-like tone, which sounded a bit strange.
Ye Lan didn't feel anything was wrong, and shook his head calmly, "It's been resolved."
Seeing her say that, Chen Maoyuan felt relieved. He turned his head and frowned, saying, "Teacher Hao, please apologize for your inappropriate words to classmate Ye just now. Otherwise, I don't think you are qualified to be the head teacher."
Hao Qing was stunned, a trace of shock and humiliation flashed in her eyes. She did not expect that the principal would actually fire her, a special teacher, for a student. She felt unwilling and scared.
But she couldn't leave a stain on her file, so she could only lower her noble head and said softly, "I was wrong at noon. I'm sorry."
Upon hearing this, Chen Maoyuan's brows relaxed a little, and he turned around to seek the girl's opinion with his eyes.
Ye Lan didn't bother with her at first. After nodding to show that she understood, she said to Chen Maoyuan calmly, "Principal, I want to transfer to Class F."
"Ah? Class F?" Chen Maoyuan was stunned when he heard it. It took him two seconds to react before he hurriedly said, "I understand that you don't want to stay in Class A after something like this happened, but there's no need to transfer you to Class F. You know, then you..."
"Yeah, I know." He was interrupted by Ye Lan before he could finish his words, "Class F is the last class in the grade, but I want to go."
The words "I want to go" completely blocked all of Chen Maoyuan's attempts to persuade him.
In the end, he could only sigh heavily, "Okay, actually, the teaching staff of each class is the same. As long as you are willing to learn, it doesn't matter where you go."
The reason why Class A and Class F were separated was actually just to ensure the admission rate. In essence, Chen Maoyuan would not favor one over the other in the allocation of resources.
Ye Lan didn't say that he went to Class F just because he didn't want to study in a competitive environment. After simply tidying up his desk, he left without looking back.
Behind him, Hao Qing breathed a sigh of relief, feeling relieved.
Although she lost face, at least Ye Lan, the bad apple, is gone. As long as she works hard to raise the average score of Class A and get a good result in the college entrance examination, I believe the principal will not praise her.
On the other side, Ye Lan was carrying the only two remaining books and a pen, walking through the corridor from Class A.
She was originally a popular figure on campus, and her every move was watched closely. Now that she was going further and further astray, everyone couldn't help but grumble.
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