The Almighty Rich Daughter is Explosively Cool

Jiang Yi angrily crumpled the paper into a ball, and stared at Qiao Qing's back.

He felt that this person was his nemesis, and he was always angry to break his own cultivation.

Luo Chen was sending a message to his brother asking him to buy medicinal materials for himself, when he heard a question, "Why are you sitting here?"

Zhu An'an blushed unconsciously when he watched Luo Chen sitting at his table.

Dao is a young girl Huaichun, who doesn't like this handsome and raspy school grass?

Luo Chen didn't raise his head, and responded impatiently, "This will be my seat in the future."

Zhu An'an flushed even more, and said "Oh" without asking the reason, and sat down cautiously.

There was a blank in my mind, something unreal.

After a while, the class bell rang.

This is the class of class teacher Yang Lianfeng.

Because it is a special period, the whole class put aside the homework or extracurricular books in their hands, tightened their nerves and looked towards the door.

Sure enough, as the bell ended, the 1.5-meter-tall male Chinese teacher appeared outside the door on time.

Holding a stainless steel water cup in one hand and a piece of paper similar to a transcript in the other.

As soon as Yang Lianfeng entered the door, he said "Huh?"

His eyes fixed on Luo Chen and the faces of the boy who changed seats with him.

Then walked up to the podium, put the water glass down, and supported both ends of the table with both hands.

"I remember I said that everyone is in the third year of high school and there are not so many rules. If students feel that where they sit is helpful for their own learning, they can change seats by private negotiation, but only for learning. So,"

He turned around and looked at Luo Chen, "Shuai Guo, what do you mean by sitting here?"

As soon as his voice fell, the students below roared with laughter.

As the head teacher, Yang Lianfeng is so popular.

It's not just his super-high teaching level and his treatment of students equally.

It also lies in his loose class management policy and the humor under the serious appearance.

It always gives students the feeling of being a teacher and a friend.

Although Luo Chen didn't buy the accounts of other teachers, he still respected this teacher.

He looked back at Qiao Qing and replied: "Teacher, I also want to study. I changed seats to get closer to Qing... Qiao Qing and let her help me study. Then I will have nothing to do in the future. You can ask her."

"Puff......"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was laughing again, accompanied by a large cough.

Yang Lianfeng helped his glasses and looked at the transcript with puzzlement.

Find the names of the two in the last two lines, and then fell into a mysterious silence.

One dare to teach, the other dare to learn.

"Then I hope you all go forward together." Yang Lianfeng licked his lips and coughed lightly, and took a drink of water from the cup.

Then he said: "Close to the subject, our mid-term exam results have already come out."

In one sentence, the enthusiasm of the discussion among the students below was instantly extinguished.

Just when everyone thought Yang Lianfeng was about to announce the results, they saw him looking at the report card and sighed.

"After passing this exam, you taught me a profound lesson. Regardless of your grades, I really thought I taught how well."

Although it was a half-joking tone, it made the hearts of the whole class sink.

"We didn't have a single class in the first three grades. The bottom three are all. It seems that I have overtaken your freedom, so we will announce this result at the parent conference this Wednesday."

As soon as this passage came out, there was an uproar below.

"what?!"

"Fuck?!"

"Gouzi, you have changed, you are not our cutie!"

"Brother Yang..."

Yang Lianfeng slapped the desktop, smiling with love and hate, seemingly divided, "It's useless to call Dad!"

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