Back in the classroom, the bell rang at the right time. Xianyu pushed open the half-open door. The students who were originally laughing and joking immediately showed contempt when they saw her arrival. Some even rolled their eyes at Xianyu.
A look of disgust.
Inexplicably, Xian Yu felt a burst of sadness in her heart. She had been in the darkness for a long time and been abandoned for a long time; she still longed for light and the feeling of being protected.
She clenched the book "The Scholars" in her hand like a self-mockery, and shook her head helplessly. Darkness is neither scary nor invincible. She must face the darkness instead of blindly escaping and fantasizing...
Regarding everything about this body, she——An Xianyu must know everything clearly. It feels very uncomfortable to be misunderstood!
This class is an English class, and the teacher who teaches is an American, a standard blond beauty with a hot and sexy figure.
"Pass the English paper." The English teacher said in fluent English and slowly tore off the English paper in his hand.
Obviously, the reason for passing the English paper was dictation. This old-fashioned method of learning English surprised Xianyu. Isn't this a dictation method only used in China? Is it possible that it is not only used in China, but also used all over the world?
The other people in the class are obviously used to this teaching method. They pass the movements fluently from one to another, with various expressions on their faces: some are confident and proud;
Peeping.
After waiting for a while with her head lowered, Xianyu raised her head in confusion, why hasn't the English paper been passed down yet?
"Why don't you give it to me?" Xianyu said calmly as she poked the girl in front of her with the ballpoint pen.
"It's a waste to give you English paper." The front desk turned around and glanced sideways at Xian Yu, "Just wait to be scolded by the English teacher."
This girl was sure that Xianyu didn't dare to tell the teacher that if she failed to do the English dictation for the whole class, she would be called to the office and scolded again. It felt so good to see her teary-eyed every time!
"Classmates, let's start the dictation." The English teacher glanced at the class, lowered his head and prepared to report the dictation.
"Teacher." Xianyu interrupted the teacher, stood up and shouted loudly, "I don't have any English paper."
"Isn't it passed on?" It was common for Americans to stand up and interrupt the teacher. The teacher did not reprimand Xianyu for her almost "impolite behavior" in China.
"The classmates in front of me won't pass it down." Xianyu opened her lips gently and said calmly, "Maybe her family is too poor and she has to embezzle even a piece of paper. In order to help the poor classmates, I'd better ask the teacher to give it to me again."
Just a piece of paper." The words seemed to be sarcastic, but the expression on Xianyu's face did not fluctuate at all, making it impossible for anyone to scold her.
"Hahaha..." The classmates in the class burst into laughter. Everyone knows that those who come to Hyōtei's school are either rich or noble. This Takeshita Sakiyu definitely did it on purpose! Hearing this, the front desk blushed brightly.
"Well, we really have to take care of poor students." The English teacher looked at Xian Yu with a smile, with a faint look in his eyes, making ripples.
