Lunch break ends.

Zhong Tian, the Chinese teacher who taught Qiao Nian Huo Shen and their 16th class before, had something to deal with because of the temporary situation.

Therefore, the fifth Chinese class in the afternoon will be taught by Yu Wenying for the time being.

After learning the news, and before the class was divided, the students who had been poisoned by Yu Wenying were all miserable.

Jiang Wenzhuo cried, "This damn fate actually reunited me with this old witch!" God bear me! ”

"It's hard now, I heard that several people in the liberal arts classes taught by Yu Wenying are complaining that this old witch speaks harshly, and she likes to make students angry, and she has no teacher morality at all."

"Harm! I thought that I would be able to get rid of this old witch when I got to the science class, but who would have thought that she would come over to substitute teach! ”

......

Because Yu Wenying was waiting for the substitute teacher, the students couldn't help it, and lowered their voices to discuss with various bitter gourd faces.

It just so happened that Yu Wenying, who was temporarily notified by the school today to substitute for a substitute teacher, and was also the most eye-catching teacher Zhong Tian taught by her, was not in a good mood.

The bell rings.

She walked in with a heavy face like a dark cloud. ‘

Usually, after the bell rings, Mr. Zhong asks the representative of the Chinese department to lead the class to recite the recently learned classical Chinese or ancient poems.

So the representative of the section is habitually getting up from his seat with a book, and is about to open the book while asking the students to start reciting.

Yu Wenying, who was in an irritable mood, immediately grabbed her and criticized sharply, "The preparatory bell has sounded, you have just started, why did you go earlier?" ”

The representative tried to explain, "Teacher Yu, usually Teacher Zhong always asks us to start reciting when the bell rings. ”

Yu Wenying sneered, knocked the table with the book, and looked at the students below, "Now that your teacher Zhong has something to ask for, I will take this class for her, so you have to listen to my command for these forty-five minutes!" I don't want to have another similar kind of thing like what Mr. Zhong asked you to do, do you know? ”

“..... Be. ”

The students below responded very quietly, and Yu Wenying was not happy to hear it, and was about to ask them to answer again loudly.

saw Qiao Nian sitting in the back, and immediately his face changed, and the meaning of targeting became more obvious.

At the end of a class, less than half of the class, Yu Wenying kept asking questions.

But she always turned her eyes to the direction where Qiao Nian was sitting, to call her name and let her answer.

Qiao Nian is still in the special time of menstrual period, although it is not as uncomfortable as the first day.

But I often keep standing up, then sit down and stand up again, and so on and so forth.

A normal person would feel annoyed, let alone a menstrual period like hers now!

"Next, the translation of that poem, come, Qiao Nian, you can answer it."

After many times, Qiao Nian's face was a little bad.

Yu Wenying looked at it and couldn't help but smile, there were words in her words, with thorns, "Qiao Nian, I remember that you used to be a freshman in high school, and you were very sharp-tongued when I was teaching, the teacher said one sentence, and you pushed back ten sentences, and now I haven't taught you for so long, let me see if you have regressed." ”

To put it bluntly, it is a small-bellied chicken intestine, deliberately looking for her fault.

Qiao Nian frowned, and was about to stand up with a cold face towards Yu Wenying.

There was a sudden force in his hand, and he held her down neither lightly nor lightly.

There was a forbearance in the young man's tone next to him, "Sit obediently." ”

"Lao Tzu doesn't look for you, you come to the door cheaply."

Huo Shen threw away the language book in his hand, his eyes were cold and cold, and his voice was gloomy, "This aunt, we should settle an account." ”