[A bunch of bad students with bad brains, just because they also want to enter the hundred? When the rest of our classes are dead! 】

[Come on, come on, let's also make a bet to see how many people support Class 3 and Class 13.] 】

The post quickly received more than 100 comments, and the support rate of the third class was 90 percent.

Not only the students but also the teachers quickly learned the news.

Feng Xuemei came to the classroom with the teaching materials.

"Why do you want to bet with Class 3 which class will be in the top 100 in the whole school?"

The students were silent.

Feng Xuemei rubbed the corners of her forehead and said, "What the hell is going on?" ”

"I'll tell you." Ye Haisheng stood up and explained the process in simple words.

Feng Xuemei couldn't help but look at Pei Zhi and asked, "Pei Zhi, do you know what the grades of the students in this class are?" ”

This is clearly a must-lose gamble.

At that time, it was not only the thirteenth class that would be disgraced, but also her, the head teacher.

Although the results of class thirteen are at the bottom, she has been squeezed by the head teacher of the same grade, but she is used to it.

But these adolescent students are young and vigorous, and their self-esteem is strong, and they will definitely be very uncomfortable if they lose.

Pei Zhi slowly stood up and looked at Feng Xuemei with clear and firm eyes.

"Teacher, I believe in my classmates."

"As long as they work harder, they won't be worse than others!"

The girl's firm voice was like a hammer striking on the hearts of the students.

It has never been said in such a resolutely trusting tone.

It's as if someone is instantly affirmed.

That feeling.

Very happy.

Feng Xuemei knows that the gambling is blocked now, even if there is no chance to regret it.

"Alright." She looked at the students with solemn eyes and said, "I will go and find more exam materials for you, and you will cheer me up this week and work hard." ”

"Ah, I really don't want to do the question."

"What should I do if I want to vomit when I see the question? I knew that I wouldn't have quarreled with the third class. ”

"Just work hard, don't take me, I just want to be a salted fish with nothing to do."

"Then go and throw in the towel now." Lu Ming's cold voice.

As soon as he said that, the classroom was silent.

Whoever admits defeat before gambling is too cowardly.

Pei Zhi got up and walked to the podium, and looked at the students in the class with clear phoenix eyes.

The girl's expressionless appearance looked terrifying, as long as she was swept by her eyes, it was as if she was being targeted by a fierce beast.

"You don't want to be looked down upon forever, so slap them in the face with practical actions!"

"Don't tell me it's useless to work hard, that's all a failure."

"The harder you work, the luckier you are."

"If you want to be as good as others, you need to put in more effort, and if you don't make changes, you will always be trampled on the soles of your feet."

Pei Zhi's momentum was full of momentum, and he instantly suppressed everyone.

That strong sense of oppression was even more terrible than the principal's lecture.

Pei Zhi's face was covered with frost, and he said slowly: "Xu Jiaqi has been beaten by me, you better study obediently, don't provoke me!" ”

“……”

Oh, my God.

Other people's class bullies are all fighting.

Our thirteenth class was forced to study by Sister Pei.

Is this a human thing?

Forced by Pei Zhi's majesty, the learning atmosphere of Class 13 is unprecedentedly good.

……

……

Black Bar.

Inside the most luxurious private room.

Liang Zhicheng had a cigarette in his mouth, and he looked like he was watching a good show.

"Prince, do you know about Little Rose's quarrel with the Hanyang elite class?