The fake daughter lives in a haunted house, begging for mercy

Chapter 42 Some classmates, even worse

Shi Ling stepped into the classroom without pausing before the bell rang. Then he turned around and smiled at the young woman behind him and said, "Hello, Teacher Huang. Long time no see."

This elegant Chinese teacher who loves to wear elegant cheongsam twitched his lips: "Ha. It's better not to see you."

Shi Ling also didn't expect that her former class teacher would be so motivated that she could lead a senior class of high school students and then immediately become the class teacher of the senior class.Moreover, she was so polite that he could still meet her.

This shows what?
Shi Ling sighed: "This is fate."

Huang Yafei closed her eyes in resignation, "Nate fate."

That's true.

In the class that Huang Yafei taught before, she was the only one who transferred in halfway and failed to get into college. As a result, Huang Yafei missed out on the excellent professional title she had longed for.

Shi Ling felt a little guilty, "Teacher Huang, I will study hard this time."

Huang Yafei's expressionless face seemed to have a few big words floating on it - Do you think I believe you?
She glanced at Shi Ling, said nothing, and then walked straight onto the podium.He just put on an elegant cheongsam and gave off a vigorous and resolute look.

Shi Lingping moved into the classroom and sat down in the empty seat near the back door.

The desk at the same table was piled with teaching aids. At this moment, he was still working on his desk without even looking at her.

Shi Ling was a little surprised, "Luo Yuan?"

Luo Yuan raised his head and glanced at her. He was a little impatient to be interrupted while answering the questions. He just said yes and continued to do what he was doing.

Shi Ling was shocked by her appearance.

It had only been a few days since they last met in the mall. At this moment, Luo Yuan's eyes were black and blue, and she looked exactly like the iron-eating beast that had entangled her.

Moreover, Luo Yuan obviously looked very sleepy and could hardly keep his eyes open, but he still continued to answer questions non-stop.

Shi Ling, a poor student, was shocked: "Is this the top student?"

Huang Yafei walked to the podium and wrote her name with a whiteboard pen, in elegant and elegant regular script, "Your former class teacher, Mr. Li, is on maternity leave. I will lead your class for the next year." After seeing the name on the whiteboard, she The platoon caused a small commotion.

Huang Yafei's reputation has been heard throughout the grade.

Sure enough, after introducing herself, she started to set the rules.

"The class I lead is not allowed to enter the classroom by stepping on the bell. They are already in their third year of high school, and some students still have no sense of urgency. Others are studying on their own, so they rush here."

At that time, some classmates Ling said: "..."

"For the very few students who are often late, don't..."

"Report."

A cold voice came from the door.

Huang Yafei shot her cold eyes towards the door and saw a silver-haired boy wearing a black hooded windbreaker.

Her eyes did not fall on the handsome young man's face, but directly locked on his silver hair, "It's just that he is late, and what's more, he dyed his hair in violation of the school's grooming regulations. He doesn't look like a student at all!"

"What's more," the classmate ignored Huang Yafei, walked directly to the seat, sat in the empty seat in front of Shi Ling, then put on his hood and lay down to sleep.

Shi Ling poked his back with a pen and whispered, "Hey."

"What's more," the classmate pulled the seat forward without raising his head, and then Shi Ling poked his back again, but there was no movement as if he was dead.

Are you really so sleepy?
Shi Ling looked at the "worse ones" in the front row, and then looked at Luo Yuan next to him, and felt that those who should sleep should not sleep, and those who should not sleep should sleep to death.

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Good night~
(End of this chapter)