It's better to be a scholar than to fall in love

Chapter 178

She walked over slowly and picked up the bouquet of innocent roses.

Then go to the door, open the door and enter the house.

She put two bouquets of roses on the table next to the wall in the living room, and there was a picture on the wall of a gentle woman smiling, but no one knew the rebellion in her bones.

Qiao Yue smiled, "You used to like red roses, I swear I'm not following the trend, I'm just vulgar, I fell in love with the appearance of roses, this is the rose I received this year, let me share it with you."

"If you were still alive, maybe you would have kicked that man long ago, and lived a chic life by yourself."

"But you are too stubborn, who knows if you will go all the way to the dark."

She took a few vases, took out the roses one by one, cut off unnecessary branches and leaves, and put them in the vases to keep them.

It took a long time.

When she lay down on the bed, she felt that her eyes were all black.

The feeling of not having the energy to think about those annoying things.

pretty good.

She seemed to have had a dream, a dream that she could not recall when she woke up.

The next morning, she overslept and resignedly signed at the school gate as usual.

Teacher Chen was in class, and when she saw Qiao Yue appearing at the door of the classroom, her temples bulged.

But he nodded anyway, gesturing for her to come in.

He also resigned to his fate.

At the same time, it was also decided that after teaching this class, he would apply to teach the first year of high school.

The junior high school students are so obedient when they first arrive.

Unlike these old fritters, there is always a reason why he can't move.

Teacher Chen's inner monologue can be described as quite sad.

After this physics class, the next class has just started, and the teacher has just arrived.

The back door of the classroom was kicked open with a "bang" sound, and the whole class felt the anger from the school bully.

The teacher on the podium is still black-faced as usual.

It had been a while since she had encountered such a situation, and she once thought that this bad student was going to be a good student.

Really naive.

These rich second generations don't lack money, don't worry about food and clothing, and don't want to think about the future. What to do is just a whim.

They are good teachers but they are not willing to discipline such students because it is too difficult.

Fortunately, Shen Zheyi just kicked the door, and when he came in, he just leaned on the chair and closed his eyes to rest.

The teacher in class cleaned up his expression and started class.

Qiao Yue didn't take the initiative to find Shen Zheyi, or she should apologize for the lie she told last night.

But she thought about it, and it was fine to let him be angry all the time, maybe when he was angry, he would stop thinking about her.

This is not a bad thing.

But regarding what Ruan Zhiyun said last night, she controlled her thoughts and stopped thinking about it.

Shen Zheyi was really angry.

Anyone with a bit of thought would notice that his eyes no longer looked to the front, nor did he go out to stand in the corridor to look at her.

Word spread that she had been dumped.

Qiao Yue heard it from Ye Zi's mouth, and smiled indifferently. She doesn't mind whether she can shake it or not, but some girls looked at her less hostilely and more mockingly, the kind that made things worse.

There were very few people who satirized her face to face. After all, they were all high school seniors, and most of them were already adults. It seemed naive to find fault back then, and it was not like playing with Mary Sue on campus.

No one knew who had seen her in the bar, and then word got around that she worked at the bar at night.

After that, many people looked at her with color in their eyes.

Someone even ran over and asked her if it was true or not.

Qiao Yue didn't deny it, and admitted her job openly.

She does work in bars, but it seems that many people have an idea that those who work in bars are not serious girls.

　good night duck
　　
　
(End of this chapter)