This green plum is going to counterattack

Chapter 751
Gong Zhuo asked worriedly: "Bingtong, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Qian Bingtong sat down cautiously, only slightly frowned at what Gong Zhuo said behind her, and pretended not to hear it.

Gong Zhuo pursed his lips in embarrassment, but still looked at Qian Bingtong worriedly.

A new English teacher came today. He is a middle-aged man in his 50s and [-]s. He looks simple and honest, with eyes, half-white hair, and a haggard face.

The teacher wrote his name in English on the blackboard: Chen De.

The teacher asked: "Who was the English class representative before?"

The eyes of the students turned to Qian Bingtong one after another, but Qian Bingtong was lying on the table, completely out of control, and did not hear Chen De's voice at all.

Teng Zhou didn't want to talk to Qian Bingtong at first, but he bumped him with his arm anyway.

Qian Bingtong frowned, and scolded directly: "What are you doing? Are you sick?"

Fuji Zhou frowned: "The English teacher is calling you, I kindly remind you, why are you scolding?"

Qian Bingtong had a bad temper in the past, and everyone is not surprised. However, Qian Bingtong used to like to take English classes the most, and also valued her academic performance very much. Why is she absent-minded recently?
Some people started talking.

The teacher looked at Qian Bingtong: "Are you the representative of the English class? After class, you come to my office so that I can understand. There are still many test papers that Mr. Ye hasn't corrected for your homework and exam papers."

Qian Bingtong said indifferently: "Oh..."

Dismissal.

Gong Zhuo asked worriedly: "Bingtong, your complexion is really bad, do you want to ask for leave to go back and rest?"

Qian Bingtong frowned: "Then you go tell my parents?"

Gong Zhuo was speechless.

Teng Zhou couldn't stand listening, and said, "Qian Bingtong, the Fourth Young Master also cares about you, please have a better attitude, okay?"

Qian Bingtong looked annoyed at Teng Zhou, and said in a bitter tone: "What's your business if I don't have a good attitude? What? People care about me, are you jealous? Are you upset?"

"you!"

Fuji Zhou overflowed with a word.

Qian Bingtong said directly: "I'm going to the office, I'm too lazy to tell you."

Gong Zhuo said: "Master Zhou, it's okay..."

Teng Zhou said: "Fourth young master, why are you always being so angry?"

Gong Zhuo scratched his head and said with a smile: "Who made me like her? Hehe..."

Hearing this sentence, Fuji Zhou felt a little uncomfortable, and then didn't continue talking.

Opposite the study is a supermarket.

Gong Zhuo recalled how Qian Bingtong felt uncomfortable sitting down, he decided on one thing, and then borrowed a hundred yuan from Luo Xiaochan, Luo Xiaochan asked: "What do you want?"

Gong Zhuo seemed anxious: "I'll tell you later."

After he finished speaking, he ran out of the classroom.

Luo Xiaojiang seemed to have guessed it, and shook her head helplessly. Suddenly, she smelled a familiar fragrance, and then, there was a dark shadow on the table, and when she looked up, she saw Gong Jiuche standing beside her.

Luo Xiaojiang looked at him: "What's wrong?"

Gong Jiuche went around directly, sat next to him, stuffed the schoolbag into the drawer, Jiang Zhi helped to put piles of textbooks on the table, and said with a smile: "This will be your table for two from now on."

Luo Xiaojiang squinted her eyes and didn't react for a while.

Gong Jiuche's handsome face showed displeasure: "Looking at your expression, it seems that you don't want me to be your tablemate?"

Luo Xiaojiang looked at his haughty look with disgust: "Did you tell the teacher?"

Gong Jiuche tidied up the textbooks casually: "Young master, I can sit wherever I want, do I need to talk?"

Luo Xiaojiang was speechless.

Gong Jiuche glanced at the notebook in front of her, Luo Xiaochan quickly closed it, intentionally concealing it, and stuffed it into the drawer.

Gong Jiuche asked: "What is it written in? It's so mysterious that even I won't show it?"

Luo Xiaojiang pouted: "Everyone has their own privacy!"

(End of this chapter)