Leng Yue rubbed her forehead... and smiled coldly...
"ok!!"
An Xiaolan made an OK gesture, "Where is Class E, sophomore year!!"
I stretched my head and took a look. There are many classrooms on each floor.
"Are you a transfer student?"
Leng Yue did not expect such a coincidence that this ceramic doll was also from Class E.
"Yes."
An Xiaolan nodded... but she didn't know that she had found a great supporter by accident...
"Let's go, me too!"
Leng Yue took An Xiaolan to the class at the end on the right...it was noisy...books were flying all over the place...there was laughter, the sound of beatings and scoldings...
"It's time for class."
An Xiaolan's first words when he walked into the classroom silenced the noisy classroom... The voice just now was not loud, but... soft but very penetrating. Everyone calmed down and looked at An Xiaolan... this
Will the girl be the new tutor??
"Are you a teacher?"
Leng Yue was confused...she looked younger than herself...
"No! It's just...the teacher is here."
An Xiaolan pointed to a young instructor squatting under the podium...
He pulled the young instructor out with a smile...making the whole class feel like a flock of crows were flying over...
"Same classmates!!"
The instructor stammered... Cold sweat flowed down his face... His face was pale... His whole body was shaking...