Reincarnated as the grandfather of Master Fu

Chapter 10 Seats
Teacher Yang's face turned pale. She managed to get to where she is today. If she was relegated to the normal class, what would the other teachers think of her?

Especially those teachers who are often ridiculed by her.

Seeing that she had shut up, Principal Zhou said with satisfaction, "It's not like you just stay here and don't leave. Every monthly exam will be adjusted. After so many years of being a class teacher, don't you have this awareness?"

It's not that Teacher Yang doesn't know this rule, she was so angry by Rong Hua that she couldn't let it go, and now she has to swallow it, it's really hateful.

"You two come with me!"

The matter has come to this point, Teacher Yang has no choice but to accept it aggrieved.

"My ugly words are up front, but if you fail the test once, you will go outside my class and think about it for me, did you hear that?!"

Fang Yu shrank her shoulders and nodded vigorously, her small face tensed.

Rong Hua acted as if he hadn't heard it.

There are a total of [-] classes in the third year of senior high school. Classes [-] to [-] are science students; classes [-] to [-] are arts students.

Then the two top classes are divided into top classes. For example, the first and second classes of science are both top classes, and the second class is slightly worse than the first class.

Chen Muya is the one with the best academic performance in the Chen family except Chen Yanzheng and Chen Xingyue, so she is also in the first class.

Chen Shuer relied on her mother to spend money to invite the teacher to dinner, and because of her father's departure, she was able to enter the first class.

At this moment, she was sitting behind Chen Muya. Through the window, she saw Rong Hua and Fang Yu walking towards the first class, and she almost stared out her eyes.

If it wasn't for the bell ringing for class, she would have just run out to scold Rong Hua, without looking at what kind of person she is, how dare she shamelessly come to class?
Jiang Shao is really good at sending two scumbags to the first top class.

It was as uncomfortable as thousands of ants biting her heart, but then she thought of something, and Chen Shuer's brows relaxed a little.

Ha ha, class one is good.

But you have to be lucky too.

Who doesn't know that there is a terrifying school bully in class one?

Rong Hua's death-defying personality meant that sooner or later he would die in class.

Teacher Yang wrinkled his face as if he was constipated, and walked towards his class with two newly added classmates.

Different from other classes, even the second class is lively and noisy, but the first class is not.

Since the second class of high school, the first class has basically not changed people, and everyone's learning atmosphere has always been like that.

Silent.

You can hear that when you drop the needle.

It's the same at this moment, although it's only a week since school started, but everyone is immersed in reading, especially diligent.

Teacher Yang felt a little better after seeing this scene in a gloomy mood. He walked up to the podium, and originally wanted to tap the podium with a blackboard eraser to attract everyone's attention, but his eyes skipped somewhere.

She put down the blackboard eraser and coughed instead.

"Students, pay attention. There are two new students in our class. The new desks haven't arrived yet. Would you like to sit with them if there are vacant seats?"

The desks are conjoined, and there are two people in a group. This semester, two students transferred to other schools, leaving two seats vacant.

But one of the positions is a woman, which is better to discuss, and there is another...

Chen Muya stood up, with a friendly look on her face: "Teacher, I am willing to do it with my new classmate, but what should I do if there is one left?"

Another vacant table belongs to the school bully.

At this moment, he was sleeping on the table with big thorns, so he was not easy to mess with.

This is also the reason why the whole class has been quiet from the beginning. If the ancestor is woken up, there will be no good fruit to eat.

Teacher Yang turned to look in the direction of the door, and said coldly: "Did you hear that? There is only one seat! One of you two comes in and sits, and the other stands behind and listens first."

(End of this chapter)