The other students were silent.

More students are a face of approval, "you said, I also think of class four."

Zhao Jia and Qin Churou are at the same table. At this meeting, hearing these words, she sneered: "class four is the worst, and only those who are not clear minded will want to go to class four."

"Come on, stop it." Qin Churou scolded impatiently.

Now Qin Churou is upset. She is even more upset when she hears Zhao Jia muttering in her ear.

Zhao Jia could only keep her mouth shut. She turned her head and didn't look very good.

She has a calm face and disdains in her heart.

Countless people are better than Qin Churou. What's her good air?

If you give her the same family background, she can be hundreds of times better than Qin Churou.

Many people in class one are still together to discuss Lu Ming's move to class four.

The more they talk, the more excited they are.

The voice didn't go down.

"Does that ugly woman really think we're taking it out? At least we are students of class one, and our grades are the best. "

"What's more, her teaching level is worthy to teach our class?"

"Well, to be honest, I think of class four, too."

This meeting, the bell has been ringing, is Liang Hua's class.

They had a lively discussion and didn't notice whether it was class or the second bell.

Liang Hua came to the door of the classroom.

Their words came into Liang Hua's ears, and Liang Hua's face was very gloomy.

"The head teacher is here." I don't know who called it.

A boy who is speaking hard turns to see Liang Hua with a gloomy face.

Boy: "yes."

Now the other students have run back to their seats and sit upright.

The boy's brain stopped turning, he looked out the window of the weather, "today's weather is really good."

Then he went back to his seat as if nothing had happened.

Liang Hua's feet are clattering on a pair of high heels.

The heart of all the students in the first class was almost raised, and their faces were tense.

"Pa!"

Liang Hua threw the textbook heavily on the desk.

She swept all the students in the class one by one, and finally her eyes were on the boy's face.

"Just now you were all saying that you want to go to class four, right? I have a bad temper? "Poor teaching?"

Liang Hua's words hit the hearts of a class of students.

Liang Hua sneered and said, "well, don't you want to go to class four? Then you all come up and register. I'll put you in class four

The class was so quiet that the sound of a needle falling could be heard.

For several minutes, no one spoke.

They don't like Liang Hua and say they want to go to class four, but they can't really leave class one.

After all, class one has the best teaching resources in the school, and the learning atmosphere is also strong.

Another reason is that his class four will be looked down upon.

This meeting, they are very nervous, especially the boy just now, is worried that Liang Hua will drive him out of class one.

Seeing that they didn't speak, Liang Hua's tone was very sarcastic, "look, you are all counsellors who dare to say and dare not do. You want to leave class one, and many people want to enter. I'm not bad for you."

"If you want to leave, hurry up. If you don't leave, stay here for me. This time you'll be poor in the exam, and you won't be able to be your head teacher?"

"I scold you. It's for your own good, you all have to bear it for me! "

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