Just handed Lin Shuo's files to the nine head teachers and looked at them.

Time.

The homeroom teachers of each class had strange expressions on their faces.

Especially in the first few classes, the look was like eating a fly.

The teacher of the second class took the lead in speaking, "What, Director Chen, it's not that I don't want to take transfer students, you also know that the second class is now on the rise, it's really ......"

The head teacher of the third class: "I have taken the students of the third class for many years, and I have never had any big results, and now I stuff students with such grades into my class, wouldn't it be worse?"

Class 4 teacher: "Well, the old Jiang of the third class said so, so I ...... It's still behind him, it's even more ......."

Later, five, six, seven, and eight all said that they were really embarrassed.

Only the homeroom teachers of Classes 1 and 9 did not speak.

Lin Shuo is like a commodity, being pushed around.

She was a little annoyed.

It's not a very good person to get along with.

"Can't I pick it myself?" Lin Shuo asked expressionlessly, "I'm going to a class." ”

The director is an old fox, and he doesn't smile, "Classmate Lin...... This is based on the principle of humanitarianism, and we still have to listen to the opinions of the class teacher......"

Lin Shuo: "Huh. ”

The head teacher of the first class spoke at this time.

She's always been on the same shift.

The results of the first class are also surprisingly good.

In the top 100 of the grade, almost half of the first class is covered.

Now the fortress gives her a grade countdown?

For her, it's not a challenge, it's literally airdropping a bomb on her.

As a homeroom teacher who can bring students to such good grades.

There are still two brushes.

Speak one after another.

"Director Chen, I don't care, after all, every student is a teacher's treasure, so naturally I can't give up. ”

She said, looking at Lin Shuo in embarrassment.

"But classmate Lin, if you want to come to a class, I won't let you come, the main thing is that the study pressure in the first class is very high, and I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it. ”

"If you want me to say, if the foundation is not very good, it is better to learn from the beginning. ”

"Classmate Lin, I like you very much too, it's just that the students in our class, they are all top students, you must not be used to going in, so let's go to Class 9? Class 9 is much easier, you say yes, Teacher Song." ”

Lao Wang, the head teacher of Class 9, who had not spoken, was suddenly cued.

He almost dozed off and fell asleep.

To be reasonable, he is also a top student from Oxford University.

Last year, the ninth class of the college entrance examination also produced three dark horses.

Why, so unpopular.

What's wrong with Class 9? Class 9 is the first invincible in the world.

Lao Song yawned and beckoned to Lin Shuo, "You can come to our class." Let me tell you, although I am with Class 9, Class 9 has produced a lot of dark horses in recent years. ”

"Young man, I see that your bones are strange, your posture is outstanding, and you are ...... Oh, I can't see Yintang, oops, anyway, you come, the students in Class 9 are very good. ”

Lao Song was a man with glasses and a scruffy beard.

Visually about twenty-six years old.

Wearing a white T-shirt and jeans.

Wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses.

Seriously.

When Lin Shuo first looked at it, he really didn't look at it.

The height is okay.

Pack up and change your clothes, you may also be a delicate person.

But now people say so.

It didn't matter where Lin Shuo went.

originally wanted to go to the first class, but it was only because she was in the first class because she reviewed her positioning.

So, she nodded, "Thank you." ”