"I'm not a new teacher, how do I know if she will be angry?" Yun Cong said with a slightly helpless expression.
Mu Zifeng rolled his eyes, raised his hand to support his chin, and pretended to be innocent. "Then what is the new teacher's name? You must know it. Well, Brother Yun?"
Yun Cong stiffened, turned his face unnaturally, coughed a few times and said, "Speak properly."
Mu Zifeng curled his lips and returned to a normal tone and said, "I don't know who it is, but he has been asking me to call him brother since he was a child, and he still cries when he doesn't. Now that he has grown up, he doesn't take me as his sister seriously.
,Humph, Brother Zha.”
Yun Cong "......"
Yun Cong helplessly rubbed his temples. The two of them were close friends. When he was a child, he had a crush on the doll-like Mu Zifeng. He once cried and asked his mother why no one in his family looked like the one next door.
Such a cute little sister.
After Yun's mother told Mu Zifeng's mother about this the next day, the two of them laughed on the spot regardless of his little self-esteem.
Although he was laughed at mercilessly, the relationship between the two families has become closer since then, and Yun Cong also happily played with his little sister.
It's a pity that girls have changed since they were 18 years old. The soft and sweet little girl who could sweetly call her brother has changed.
Looking at Mu Zifeng with a face full of joking, and thinking about the little sister with clear and innocent eyes many years ago, Yun Cong sighed deeply, "If you want to know so much, you can see it when the new teacher comes."
"Tch, I thought you had some inside information." Mu Zifeng leaned on the back of the chair boredly, yawned lazily, took out his cell phone from his pocket, and started playing with it out of boredom.
Yun Cong immediately frowned and reached out to confiscate her cell phone unceremoniously. "Look at your monthly exam last month. Your grades were so bad and you were just playing with your phone. If your aunt finds out about this, what will happen to you?"
Do you believe she can tear you apart?"
Mu Zifeng, who suddenly lost his mobile phone, was like a salted fish that had lost his soul. He scratched his hair in collapse.
She knew, she knew, that with Yun Cong's grades, he shouldn't have come to this school. But now that he is here, he must be entrusted by his mother to supervise her.
"My phone is my life. Either give me back my phone or I will fight with you." Mu Zifeng gritted his teeth and threatened, completely unaware that the classroom suddenly fell silent.
With Mu Zifeng's current grades, Yun Cong estimates that it will be difficult for him to get into college. The reason why he transferred here this semester is to supervise Xiao Qingmei's study.
In his opinion, the reason why Xiao Qingmei's grades are not good is entirely due to her mobile phone.
It is absolutely impossible to get him to return the phone.
Seeing that Yun Cong had no intention of returning the phone to her, Mu Zifeng reached out to grab it without hesitation. Yun Cong subconsciously raised his hand to prevent her from getting it.
Just as the two were tugging at each other, a hand reached out from behind Yun Cong and easily took over the mobile phone that the two were fighting for.
Mu Zifeng and Yun Cong immediately turned to look at the visitor. The visitor played with the mobile phone in his hand, then squinted his eyes and said calmly and gently, "Two classmates, it is not a good habit to flirt in the classroom."
oh."
"Who is flirting with him?" Mu Zifeng suddenly exploded. "Besides, who are you? Why should you care about my business?"
Yun Cong was calm. He looked at the dean who was standing not far away and was being ignored by Mu Zifeng. He quickly tugged at the corner of Mu Zifeng's clothes and said, "Hello, teacher, we didn't do it on purpose."
Mu Zifeng looked at the person in shock. He looked about the same age as her. When had their school ever had such a young teacher?
