Chapter Twenty-Seven: Don't Eat the Fireworks of the World
How could Ling Han be frightened by her two words, the words he said confidently made Chen Hong almost out of breath. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć He said, "Teacher, you can't blame me, because you are so beautiful, more beautiful than the fairies in the sky. Ling Han didn't dare to look at her blatantly, and he was also afraid that she would be mad on this campus. But the tone in which he spoke did not mean the slightest apology, but he was neither humble nor arrogant, and he did not feel at all the threat of Teacher Chen.
Ling Han was a little scared, because when he and An Shuiyan came to go through the enrollment procedures that day, he made it clear to the principal that he had come to this school to study. At that time, the principal saw that Mr. An had a large amount of sponsorship and agreed to Ling Han's admission request. The principal would not be unhappy with this sponsorship, so how could he fire himself so easily?
Chen Hong was choked by Ling Han's words, and his face was red and his neck was thick, but he said angrily: "Bah, is there a student like you?" It's not like words, a guy who came out of nowhere? Chen Hong stared at Ling Han angrily like a fighting, and it was incredible that this guy was also looking at himself with blazing eyes, not knowing how to avoid it at all, which made Chen Hong very shocked.
Chen Hong has always been very proud of her proud figure and beautiful face, she is often watched by the school's male teachers and male students, she doesn't care, because she has become accustomed to it, but there has never been a man as presumptuous and rude as him, which makes Chen Hong a little angry.
Where did he come from, he didn't know how to restrain at all, and he didn't know that it was rude to do this? Although the dignity of the teacher is not advocated now, there should still be necessary courtesy. Alas, what a world is dying!
Ling Han saw that this beautiful teacher stopped like a cockfight, and looked at him with a strange expression. She doesn't care about the passage of time at all, as a teacher, she should know the wealth of time, doesn't she often teach students that "every inch of time is an inch of gold, and every inch of gold is difficult to buy an inch of time"? What's wrong with her? I stood still for at least ten minutes, still motionless. Ling Han was very curious, and wanted to shake his hand in front of her eyes, but after thinking about it, he still didn't do it, he just reminded kindly: "Teacher, let's go, otherwise it will affect the class." ā
Chen Hong woke up from her stunned, and finally began to move her three-inch golden lotus towards the classroom. She asked Ling Han casually as she walked, "Hey, I said classmate Ling Han, tell me where you transferred from?" ā
"Teacher, I'm sorry, I'm from the countryside." Ling Han was talking nonsense, and he didn't need to make a draft at all, which was a trivial matter for him.
Chen Hong was noncommittal to his words, feeling that something was wrong, looking at the situation, he didn't look like he was from the countryside, but she didn't point it out, but followed his words and asked, "Oh, the countryside?" Why is it hard to study? The results are good, right? ā
"So-so." Ling Han didn't tell her that he had already completed all the credits he should have taken abroad, if he said it, he wouldn't know what would shock her?
He has always been very resistant to school, and now that he is allowed to go to school, he has always been depressed. That's why he has the idea of showing people with this kind of dick man, and his behavior and speech are a bit of a fool.
"Oh, don't be so modest, you have to know that excessive modesty is pride, and you must be making persistent efforts to achieve better results. Alas, now urban children don't know how to study hard, and don't know what they are busy with all day? It's better to be a country kid and know how to work hard. Well, not bad! Not bad! ā
Chen Hong's attitude towards Ling Han was much better, and he didn't pay attention to his rudeness. She was a little strange about the principal's arrangement, since Ling Han's grades were good, he should be assigned to the first class of the third year of high school, why was he assigned to the eighth class of the third year of high school? Although she was a little skeptical, she would not question the principal's arrangement. She felt a little pity for Ling Han's experience, so she gently comforted Ling Han and said, "You can go to the eighth class of high school with peace of mind now, and if you have a good score in the monthly exam, I will apply to the principal to transfer you to the first class of the third year of high school." You can rest assured that you should not give up on yourself. ā
Ling Han had not experienced school life from elementary school to high school, so he didn't know what the difference was between school classes, and he didn't know that the school would concentrate students with excellent academic performance into one to two or three classes in order to pursue the promotion rate one-sidedly, and then devote the whole school to teaching, and he would be able to bear fruit by the time of the college entrance examination. As for the other students, they can only resign themselves to fate, because the school's teachers are limited, and tilting the top students to the class will inevitably have an impact on other classes.
So, he asked curiously, "Teacher, is there any difference between Class 1 and Class 8?" He in turn comforted Chen Hong and said: "I can go to any class, you don't have to mind, teacher." ā
Chen Hong was not surprised by Ling Han's question, it seemed that it was not the first time she had explained the same problem, and patiently explained: "Of course, Class 1 and Class 8 are different, Class 1 is the best class in the third year of high school in our school, and even if you have money, you can't get in, only people who really study well can get in." ā
"The seventh and eighth classes are mainly aristocratic classes, and there are many rich children in these two classes, of course, this is not to say that the children in such classes do not perform well in school, but only that their personalities are more individual, and it is difficult to fit in with ordinary students. In addition, transfer students will also be temporarily placed in such classes, and will wait until the test results come out to further arrange suitable classes to study. ā
it! Fucking Ling Han always thinks that the school is fair, but he didn't expect that there is such a dark place, it seems that there are unfair places all over the world, and it is impossible to find a pure land.
Seeing Ling Han's depressed face, Chen Hong comforted him and said, "Don't worry, as long as the exam results come out in a month, your grades are really good, I will find a way to transfer you to the first class, and I will definitely not delay your future studies." Chen Hong smiled sweetly when she said this, and winked at Ling Han very playfully: "But don't worry, I am not only the head teacher of the first class, but also the head teacher of the eighth class." ā
How could she know Ling Han's thoughts? He didn't think it was unfair to him, he didn't come to study, he was purely accompanying the prince to study, so he didn't care about the quality of the class. He didn't have the heart to listen to Chen Hong's explanation, he was almost hooked by Chen Hong's playful movements, he was thinking in his heart, thinking about what it would be like to press her under him, it must be cool and crooked.
If Chen Hong knew that this guy was a big ghost and coveted her, would she dare to tease him again? Fortunately, she didn't tease Ling Han anymore, otherwise, I really don't know what would happen next.
Chen Hong didn't know that Ling Han had been sexually depressed since he arrived in Zhongzhou, and he hadn't been tired of being with a woman for many days, so he had long wanted to find a place to vent his anger. When he was in New York, USA, he also rolled over the sheets with the world-famous star Tang Weiwei, and the taste of ecstasy made him eat the marrow and never forget. Now Chen Hong is still going to tease him, if he accidentally wipes the gun, it is completely possible.
After he arrived in Zhongzhou, he was also dealing with two stunning beauties, who could only look at it, not eat it, or touch it, and the taste was uncomfortable. Especially when he lives under the same roof with a stunning beauty every day, and lives with her every day, An Shuiyan is also a beauty, a beauty who is extremely beautiful but rejects people thousands of miles away as if he does not eat the fireworks of the world. Ling Han sometimes wondered, did this woman suffer from androphobia? Why is it cold to every man?
And An Xiaoxiao, but she is a little Lori who is in a rebellious period, with a simple mind and a perverse appearance, and she doesn't dare to think anything wrong about her, not to mention that she is now the object of his own protection, if he has bad intentions and provokes her, it must be very bad to know the consequences with his ass. Therefore, although he lived in the midst of flowers every day, he lived an ascetic ascetic life, the joys and bitterness of which only he knew.
Chen Hong didn't know Ling Han's thoughts at all, she thought that she had accepted a good student with excellent character and learning, but who knew that she was luring the wolf into the room. This guy is much more honest on the surface, and he only follows her to the classroom, but in fact, he seems to be looking down but has been staring at her buttocks and fantasizing about what it would be like to touch it with his hand.
Chen Hong took Ling Han to the door of the classroom of the eighth class of the third year of high school with elegant steps, and said to Ling Han: "Classmate Ling Han, this is the classroom of the eighth class of the third year of high school, and you will study here in the future." If you have any questions, you can come to my office during your lunch break, and now I'll bring you to class first. ā
Chen Hong pushed open the door of the classroom of the eighth class of the third year of high school, walked directly to the podium, and made a gesture to the whole class to please be quiet. Suddenly, the noisy classroom was much quieter, and everyone waited quietly for the teacher to speak.
But there are also some students who don't take it seriously at all. One of the boys with long hair spoke below without the teacher's permission, and he asked Chen Hong curiously: "Teacher Chen, isn't this morning Teacher Li's Chinese class?" Why did you change it to an English class? Could it be that Mr. Li went to the hospital for diarrhea? You always let the squad leader inform you, why bother to announce it in person? After he finished speaking, he shook his long hair proudly, and smiled and groaned, without a look of fear at all.
His words resonated with everyone, and many people responded to the feeling that a big war was about to be fought in the classroom. This boy seems to be very disgusted with Chinese class, and now he is the most excited to be able to skip Chinese class, no wonder he asks questions first?