Chapter 63

Fang Shijue left class one and went to class seven, which was no doubt like a slap in the face of Wu Cuihong. She expressed her contempt and disgust for class seven on more than one occasion, but now the most powerful student in her own class turned to class seven.

It's a naked face fight!

Wu Cuihong was so angry that she felt the urge to kill people. The whole class was silent and afraid of being hurt.

Suddenly, Wu Cuihong's eyes fell on another empty seat, Qiao Fei.

"Where's joffy?" She asked, not very kindly.

Silence for a long time, finally someone carefully said: "Qiao Fei didn't come today."

"Didn't come?" Wu Cuihong's face became more and more livid, but she didn't think much about it. Qiao Fei was not only the monitor, but also the most important family. Even if the other party really played truant, she couldn't do anything to him.

"Review this lesson by yourself." Wu Cuihong has no desire to lecture at all. She coldly left a sentence and went to the teaching room.

Just at this moment, a dignified middle-aged woman came in, followed by two strong men, shouting: "no one is allowed to let go!"

Of course, Wu Cuihong knew this person. She was Qiao Fei's mother. Wu Cuihong hurriedly greeted him, forced out a smile, and said, "Mrs. Qiao, why are you here?"

Mrs. Qiao gave Wu Cuihong a cold look, and said with a livid face, "you are not allowed to leave!"

Wu Cuihong was shocked. She didn't know why the other side was so angry. She said quickly, "Mrs. Qiao, is something wrong?"

"Of course, something happened, something happened. Someone with ambition and courage dared to hurt my son. I must find out this man." Said Mrs. Joe in a murderous voice.

Wu Cuihong was startled and said with concern: "Qiao Fei is injured? How is it that the injury is not serious? "

"I want to ask you what's going on? You are his teacher. He didn't go home after school yesterday. Today, he was found injured. He is still unconscious and in the process of rescue. " Asked Mrs. Joe in a harsh voice.

Wu cuihongxin said it's nothing to do with me, but this kind of words can't be said directly, saying: "I care about Qiaofei's injury. Let's find out what happened first. I remember that he was OK when school was over yesterday."

"That's what happened after school. You are his teacher and classmates. You must know the truth. No one is allowed to leave the classroom without saying it today." Mrs. Joe's demands were almost unreasonable, which made all the students glare at her.

"What are you staring at? My son is hurt. You are all suspected. If you know the truth, please tell it quickly, or you will be overwhelmed."

"If you don't make sense, it's not Qiao Fei we hurt. Why do you question us?" Someone objected.

"Why? Hum, since my family is the director of the school, no one should want to leave the classroom if we don't get a result today. "

Wu Cuihong has a headache. Fang's poem has just passed, and it's a trouble again. Isn't it really a bad time? So many troubles have all come to her.

"Mrs. Qiao, there must be a misunderstanding. Don't complain. Everyone will cooperate. Remember if you saw Qiao Fei after school yesterday?" she said

Qiao Fei deliberately avoided other people after school yesterday. How could he be found out.

Seeing that everyone shook their heads, Mrs. Qiao was upset. She thought these students just didn't cooperate, and said: "I don't believe that I can't deal with a group of students. They are interrogated one by one."

"We are not prisoners. You have no right to question us." The students are also young and energetic. They are all the jewels in their hands at home. How ever have they been so angry? They have rebounded one after another. The atmosphere suddenly becomes tense.

Mrs. Qiao was not afraid, but looked at them jokingly. Suddenly, her eyes fell on two empty seats, one of which was her son's, and the other? This shows that the students in the classroom are not complete.

"Call all the students in your class. There must be no shortage of them. Someone must know the details." The Qiaofu ordered that Wu Cuihong should be one of her subordinates.

"All the students in our class are here."

"Lying, there are two vacancies."

"Oh, the other vacancy is a classmate who just transferred to another class."

"Just turned away? There must be something wrong with changing classes in such a hurry. Maybe my son's injury is related to her. Go and find the student. " Mrs. Joe's eyes brightened as if she had found a new continent.

Wu Cuihong wanted to persuade her, but on second thought, Fang Shishi is not from her own class. Why should she say good words to Mrs. Qiao to have a fight? That would make Liu Qingmei lose face and kill two birds with one stone.

"That classmate has transferred to class seven."

"The worst class seven?" Mrs. Qiao was surprised. Obviously she also knew the name of class 7. "I'm sure there's something wrong with this person. What kind of good student will it be if I transfer to class 7, a junk class? My son's injury must have something to do with her. Go to class 7."Three people rushed to class seven, Wu Cuihong hesitated to catch up with them, and other students looked at each other, which was the trouble?

Liu Qingmei is lecturing, but she hears the noise outside. Then the door of the classroom is pushed open heavily, hitting the wall hard and making a huge noise.

Liu Qingmei immediately raised her eyebrows and stared at the door with a bad face. She happened to see Mrs. Qiao coming in with two strong men.

"Get out, I'm in class!" Liu Qingmei said rudely.

Mrs. Qiao looked at Liu Qingmei and couldn't help being ashamed. At her age, she couldn't see other people younger and more beautiful than her. But there is no doubt that Liu Qingmei is younger and more beautiful than her. She is like an old branch in front of Liu Qingmei.

Therefore, she did not have a good face to Liu Qingmei, saying: "I still want to have class, no way! Hand in the students who have just transferred from class one. "

Liu Qingmei is surprised. Who is this crazy woman? Why do you want to find Fang Shishi?

"Who are you?" Liu Qingmei asked.

"Hum, who am I? I'm the one you can't provoke. Let me tell you, call someone out quickly, or I'll make you lose your job." Said Mrs. Joe in a domineering voice.

Of course, Liu Qingmei saw that she had an extraordinary history, but how could she be afraid of her and jokingly said, "want me to lose my job? You're not qualified yet. "

"My family is the director of this school. Do you think I am qualified?"

Liu Qingmei did not change his face and said, "what about the directors? I'm in class, and I have to go out! " Liu Qingmei is a strong person when she is strong. Mrs. Qiao tries to suppress people with her identity. She doesn't take this kind of thing at all.

Looking at the unyielding Liu Qingmei, Mrs. Qiao is angry and funny. No one dares to talk to her like this for years.

She went directly to the front of a boy, slapped the table, said: "tell me, who was the student who just transferred from class one?"

"Which onion are you? Why should I tell you?" The boy gave her a contemptuous look and ignored her.

Class seven is no better than class one. The students are not so proud in their bones, but also have the rebellious and unruly characteristic of young people. Even the teachers can't let them down. How can a woman who suddenly runs in and shouts at me make them afraid.

Mrs. Joe was furious. "You're fired. Get out of here."

"I think it's up to you to get out of here!" Liu Qingmei came over. "I repeat, please leave my classroom. I want to have a class."

"What ghost class do you have? Who just turned from class one and stood up for me?" Mrs. Joe snapped the table and shouted angrily.

Many people subconsciously looked at Fang's poems and thought that she had a big feud with the crazy woman, which made her so angry. However, no one offered Fang's poems and instead stared at Mrs. Qiao angrily.

Seeing that Mrs. Qiao is rude to Liu Qingmei again and again, many people have stood up angrily. This angry mood quickly accumulates and finally erupts into a startling roar: "get out!"

The shaking floor seemed to shake. Mrs. Qiao was frightened to take three steps backward. If two strong men didn't hold her back, she would have fallen to the ground.

She was frightened, her chest was up and down, and she gasped heavily. She said, "it's against you, it's against you. Don't tell me. I have a way for you to say, "go ahead, catch a man and press him. I'll see when you can talk hard."

As soon as two strong men dodged, they grabbed a boy and tried to pull him out of his seat. The boy grabbed the table and turned red.

"Stop!" Liu Qingmei drinks coldly, wants to stop, but is stopped directly by a strong man.

"No cooperation, this is the end!" Said Mrs. Joe, with high air and small ambitions.

"No one can touch my students. You have to pay for what you have done today." Liu Qingmei said loudly.

The classroom was noisy, excited and ready to move. Suddenly, someone shouted, "fight with them."

Several boys are about to rush up with their stools up.

Just then, Fang Shishi stood up and said, "the person you are looking for is me. Let go of that classmate."

Shua!

The noise disappeared in a flash, and everyone looked at her.

"Fang Shishi, don't stand up. There is no reason to talk with such people. We will drive them out." There was a buzz.

"Yes, get out."

Mrs. Qiao stared at Fang Shishi, another young and beautiful girl, which greatly increased her jealousy. She waved her hand and said, "bring her to me!"

"Stop!" Liu Qingmei wants to stop each other. However, a strong man has leaped out like a tiger. In a moment, he comes to Fang Shishi and grabs her shoulder with no pity. His strength is heavy, as if he wants to crush her shoulder.