Come to me,My scheming lovely wife

Chinese teacher?

Is there any mistake? The man in front of me really doesn't have the gentle feeling of a Chinese teacher.

The principal wiped his sweat and said with a smile, "if Mr. Qi likes it... Just like it."

Pray for a satisfied smile.

Of course he does.

Chinese class is the most in a week, so it's wonderful to get along with Luo Xuan.

It's just that... He's still under a lot of pressure to give Luo Xuan knowledge on the platform.

...

"Luo Xuan, do you have any comments on the teacher when you go to bed on the first day of class?" The math teacher is a married woman in her forties.

Speaking with some harshness, she seems to be teaching her own children. Her sharp eyes make Luo Xuan feel a little scared.

After all, in the castle before, neither daddy nor mummy nor brother Giro had spoken to her like this.

Luo Xuan stands behind the desk, holding the edge of the table tightly with two small hands, and the fingertips are slightly white.

The classroom is quiet, because this is a special class. There are only ten desks and chairs in the whole classroom. Luo Xuan's silence suddenly becomes the focus of the remaining nine children.

One of them, a boy in a pink t-shirt sitting behind Luo Xuan, couldn't help being a coward. He kicked Luo Xuan's chair discontentedly. The chair hit Luo Xuan's leg. Luo Xuan frowned and looked back at the boy behind her.

Seeing Luo Xuan's pure and aggrieved black eyes, the boy was stunned for a moment, but quickly sorted out his emotions and said with a sneer, "it's just a sleep. It's ok if you can just go back to it. It's a waste of time pretending to be a fool. "

Luo Xuan was stunned for a moment. Did she pretend to be silly?

Although the boy in front of her is immature, from the deep contour of his face and the long and narrow eyes, Luo Xuan can ensure that the boy will definitely compete with his brother if he grows up.

It's just...

What does Luo Xuan want to say? Finally, she just moves her lower lip and finally swallows her words.

The math teacher's face was a little ugly. She stepped forward and said, "Lin Yang!" to the boy who encouraged Luo Xuan to talk back to her

Hearing the teacher call his name, Lin Yang turned his pen in his hand, and looked up with a smile to the teacher's line of sight, without a bit of fear. On the contrary, he still has some posture that you can put me in.

"What's wrong with Miss Zhao?" Lin Yang blinked his eyes, some innocent asked back.

Zhao's words choked, stretched out his hands as if to hit Lin Yang, but he did not put it down.

This is an aristocratic school, not to mention the excellent students. Everyone who can attend this class is rich or expensive, and has such a strong family background.

Although the parents of these children have said that their teachers can be treated as normal students, it is their own children. If they really get some punishment in the class, when they go home and tell their parents that they are adding fuel to the oil, she will not be laid off and her future work will not be easy!

"Luo Xuan, you go to bed on the first day of class. After class, copy all the questions on my blackboard one hundred times. If you don't hand it to me tomorrow, you can let your parents come here." Unable to get angry with Lin Yang, Mr. Zhao had to go back home and slapped Luo Xuan's table heavily and roared.

Luo Xuan has never been educated like this. Her face changed suddenly. She doesn't accept it!

She knows all the questions on the blackboard. Why should she copy them?

"Ah... Ah... Ah..." Luo Xuan frowned and anxiously stepped forward and took teacher Zhao's sleeve. Her throat was hoarse.

At the moment Luo Xuan spoke, everyone in the class was shocked.

Especially the boy sitting behind Luo Xuan's cynical smile becomes stiff. Isn't it true that this lovely little Lori is mute?

What's even more incredible is that the school has arranged a mute to attend this school or an excellent class?

Miss Zhao frowned. The headmaster told her that she had some pity on the child. Maybe the parents sent her here, but she didn't think that she was sleeping in class on the first day. She couldn't bear it as a teacher!

Looking at Miss Zhao's cold face, Luo Xuan is more anxious to explain something. But damn it, she just can't say a word. At this moment, it's like time is still. Luo Xuan is alone. She holds Miss Zhao's sleeve pitifully, and her other hand is still pointing. Her face is flushed.

"Ah... Ah... Ah..."

No, no, she still has no way to speak. She wants to talk, she wants to talk.

Luo Xuan's tears burst into tears. Listen to her explanation. She knows these questions. She doesn't sleep on purpose. No, it's not...

the classroom seems to be getting dark. Luo Xuan's hoarse voice is getting louder and louder. She starts to be irritable. She stomps her feet, pulls the car madly, and then spills the intermittent syllables from her mouth.It's a pity that no one can understand.

Everyone was looking at her in surprise.

She hated the sight. It was so disgusting!

"Luoxuan..." Miss Zhao was a little panicked by Luo Xuan. She didn't seem to think that her mood would be so excited.

Looking at Luo Xuan, who was crying and exhausted, Miss Zhao quickly squatted down and comforted by Luo Xuan's body. As soon as she was about to encircle her body, she suddenly pushed her, and then she fell and sat on the ground.

Before Miss Zhao recovered, Luo Xuan rushed out of the classroom with tears in her eyes.

"Luo Xuan!"

She doesn't want to stay in this place. The people here are so annoying!

What a nuisance!

Ah ah ah!

"Bang!"

I don't know who hit him. Xiao Luoxuan was too weak and was driven several meters away. Then she sat on the cold floor with a slap.

"Xuan'er!"

"Lo... Miss Lo?" The same bumped headmaster looks at Luo Xuan in surprise.

"Xuan'er, how are you? Did you get hurt? " However, Qi Xuan's face was so pale that she could not support her.

Luo Xuan's tears are flowing all the time. Her lips are pale. Her eyes are looking forward to holding Qiruo's arm. She seems to have exhausted all her strength. She sobs and explains with force. Qiruo looks at Luo Xuan's closed lips, and her heart is tense.

"Pray..." is a small, fuzzy voice.

What!?

Qi ruo's pupil suddenly enlarges, holding Luo Xuan's hand shaking. Holding his breath and looking at her, I'm afraid it was just his own auditory hallucination.

"Pray..."

that's right, yes.

His Xiao xuan'er is calling his name.

If the eyes are warm, his little princess will speak. Although it is vague, it is no longer the husky voice of ah ah ah.

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