If you want to say what is the relationship between the head teacher and her, and what is the relationship with Wen Ling, she is actually Wen Ling's cousin.

Teacher Zhao is the daughter of Uncle Wen Ling, and she rarely has any contacts, if it weren't for Wen Fei coming to this school as a teacher, she might not be able to meet each other for two or three years.

If you want to say how she met Wen Xuan, in fact, it is not a secret that she is an orphan, she had a miscarriage, lifelong infertility, her husband divorced her, and it didn't take long to bring back the daughter he had already given birth to with another woman, very spoiled, others praised him as a good father, everyone forgot that she was abandoned and would never have children in her life.

She takes her feelings too seriously, so that her mentality changes when she plummets, and she hates everyone.

She hated not that she couldn't be a mother, but that her husband divorced her because of infertility.

She retaliated and bought a child, at first she loved her very much, and tried hard to play the role of a mother, but she couldn't control her irritability, and after beating and scolding once, there would be a second time, a third time, an infinite loop.

If Wen Fei cries, she will only vent more ruthlessly, so gradually she is silent, very well-behaved, in the face of such a 'madman', Wen Fei thought of a way, she always laughs, is she not so painful?

Why is it so painful, Wen Qian doesn't understand, she has been wondering these questions in her spare time, and then she found her own answer.

Before she was about to pounce, Wen Fei smiled lightly: "Hurry up and copy it, otherwise he will have to take the first step at the same table." ”

"Whew!"

Wen Qian stood up, not knowing if Wen Ling was gone.

Last night, I helped her make a kite all night, she is a person who has revenge and revenge, and she is a person who has repaid her kindness, and she is reciprocated by the spring, so she plans to buy gifts for Wenling after school.

The corners of his lips were hooked, and there was a little bad smile, whether he would like it.

She left the classroom thoughtfully, and Jiang Weiling had been paying attention to Wen Xuan, he glanced at Xiaoxiao, and turned to look at the book in his hand.

Wen Qian craned her neck and secretly looked into the office, which was the office of the deputy teacher, that is, the geography, history and politics teachers.

No one, no one.

Wen Qian was bored and wanted to leave, but suddenly he caught a glimpse of a pushing and shoving leg at the corner of the stairs, and the hem of the school pants was cut off, and the sewing was very tight.

Although Wen Fei doesn't think that changing the school uniform and pants indiscriminately is necessarily a bad child, she still agrees with what rules are obeyed everywhere, just like training in the army, if you have to eat, drink, have fun and be lazy as usual, you will die.

Her eyes rolled, and a ghostly light flashed through her eyes, and she walked into the office and closed the door with her backhand, but not tightly.

Wen Qian walked to the office where Wen Ling was.

Rummaging through the table, the roll she had put here was gone, and he took it home to read.

Although the students have changed, there are also many students who are not careful, so Wen Ling also has to re-watch them one by one.

The corners of Wen Xuan's mouth hooked a shallow smile arc, and serious men are the most attractive.

Wen Ling's desk was neatly tied, just like his person who was meticulous and calm, Wen Ling sat on the chair and opened the drawer.

In the crack of the open door, a person held a mobile phone in his hand and took a picture of Wen Xuan.

Liang Siyin sneered, looked at the photo, now, see if you can stay in school.

Feeling that those pairs of eyes were gone, Wen Qian yawned, scratched her head and stood up, looking at her fingers with disgust, good oil, take a shower tonight and sleep well.

Although it has been a seven-day National Day holiday, for students, they are backlogged with homework every day, otherwise they are making up classes, and there are actually very few students who really play, not so much a holiday break, but more tired.

The consequence of the excitement in the morning is that in the afternoon the children are drowsy except for studying.

In the afternoon, it was cloudy, and the dim light made them sleep more comfortably.

The wind was blowing stronger and stronger from the windows.

"Can you close the window, it's cold!"

The tone was very bad, and the classmates sitting by the window listened to it, and rushed unhappily: "You don't have hands or legs when you're cold, don't you know how to close the window by yourself, if you think it's cold, turn it off, then others are hot." ”

It's like fighting artillery, very angry, with horizontal eyebrows and vertical eyes.

"Each large group rotates for two weeks, and it's your turn to sit there and it's not you who closes it, can we go to class casually! Intellectual retardation. ”

"You keep your mouth clean, who is mentally retarded!"

"I'll wipe it, you should have closed the window, and then when we sit by the window, it will be our own window, and no one is allowed to open it without my permission!"

"Sick."

The two quarreled, one kicked off the stool and walked angrily, and the other had a gloomy face and looked like he was about to fight.

"Bang!"

The history teacher was angry, his face was trembling with anger, his teeth were gritted, his eyes were red, and the two students were so frightened that they swallowed their saliva, and were persuaded by their classmates to return to their seats.

The history teacher blew his beard angrily and glared, threw the book on the table, slapped his palm hard, and scolded angrily: "Do you still take me as a teacher in your eyes!" What are you doing now, you say? Whether it's in class or out of class, at school or at home! Unorganized and undisciplined, talking without permission, leaving the seat without permission, doing things without permission! When I am a teacher, don't you only listen to the words of the class teacher? There is no quality! You two stand up for me! ”

The history teacher is really angry, this class is not to learn knowledge, but it also makes other students happy, history class is boring, listening to the panic in the morning, let alone in the afternoon, or cloudy.

"Boom—"

There was a thunderbolt of lightning and some timid girls screaming.

Some girls shouted: "It's going to rain hard, it's dark and winter, and now I don't turn on the lights because I want to sleep blindly." ”

It's over, it's over.

The girl at the same table dragged her hard, her whole face was anxious and angry, and she scolded in a low voice: "Do you look at your face and look at the atmosphere, the teacher is teaching you that you are not looking for trouble!"

The girl realized it later, her face turned pale, and she didn't dare to look back at the teacher's expression, she grinned in fright, and her face was bitter, and the history teacher stood still, probably seeing that his body was trembling, and he couldn't do it anymore.

The girl struggled for a while, slowly stood up, and took the initiative to apologize: "Teacher, I'm sorry, I was scared by thunder." ”

"Heh, you're scared, I'm going to be scared to death by you students! Like what words! You want to be free, right? I don't want to teach, and I can't teach you! The book was about to be torn, his angry chest rose and fell, and he walked out of the classroom with vague steps.

The students in this off-duty class did not dare to make any more noise, the consequences were too serious, and no teacher had ever been so angry.

No matter how noisy they usually are, they are only seventeen or eighteen-year-old students, and they don't know what to do about this situation, and everyone's face shows a worried look of what to do now.

The class leader followed after the history teacher left angrily.

Xiaoxiao turned his head and asked in a low voice, "What should I do, the history teacher was so angry that it scared me a lot." ”

Wen Qian said lightly: "The head teacher will come to reprimand us for a long time, and this matter will spread to the hundreds, and the whole school knows that our sophomore class has angered the respected history teacher, and all the teachers will use this to ridicule us." ”

She paused, feeling that such a statement was not accurate, and added: "It's not that it's ironic, it's that if we do something wrong in the future, they can scold us more directly, the history teacher is old, if something goes wrong, our class can't shirk the responsibility." ”

If other students heard it, they would definitely put the blame on the three students, but Xiaoxiao asked worriedly: "The history teacher is fifty-four years old, don't really faint from brain congestion, Wen Xuan, let's go out and have a look." ”

Wen Qian shook her head slowly: "I said that it is class now, and you can't move around at will, let alone go out of the classroom, especially in this case, if it is discovered by other teachers, this matter will get bigger and bigger." ”

"Alas...... So what do we do now? ”

Wen Qian supported her chin with the back of her hand: "The head teacher has gone out, and the head teacher should be there in a while." ”

There were only two people in the class who didn't have a sad face, and they behaved very coldly.

One is Wen Xuan, and the other is Jiang Weiling.

After three minutes, the head teacher walked in with a calm face, and everyone buried their heads very low.

The head teacher opened his mouth and scolded angrily: "You have grown your skills, how old are you now, you don't even have basic morality, you committed a heart attack that the history teacher was angry about, and you just sent it to the hospital!" In case of an accident, will you bear the consequences, I have warned you a long time ago, the class should be quiet, and the class order must be kept, what about you, take the teacher's words as a deaf ear! Su Li, Zhang Ai, Yang Qi, the three of you stand up! You can quarrel about an open window, if you want to quarrel, you will also get out of class, which class will be like you, if in history, you go to class like this, it is impossible not to hit the board and be heavily punished, you were born in modern times, you have such good resources, but you are born in the blessing and do not know the blessing, and you, a thunder, you can whisper to your classmates to turn on the lights, you have to yell, don't think that you are a girl can let you! ”

Yang Qi frowned: "Teacher, I know it's wrong, but it's going to rain, the cold wind keeps blowing in, not to mention the cold, it makes the textbooks on the table rattle, and the noise can't be peaceful, he sits by the window but doesn't open the window, do you think it's right!" ”

Su Li's face was blue: "If it weren't for your bad attitude, would I have scolded you like this!" ”

Yang Qi frowned: "Then you shouldn't scold either!" ”

There is a tendency to quarrel again after coming and going.

"Enough! Shut up! You two are going to the office for me! Pack your bags and stop going to class. ”

Both of them were very unconvinced, and they didn't like each other.

The class teacher once again admonished the class: "Keep quiet, or the whole class will invite parents!" ”

A few people walked out of the class, and the classmates breathed a long sigh of relief, and their hearts dropped slightly.

As soon as I was relieved, some people began to complain: "It's all the three of them, they made the teacher angry and affected the whole class." ”

Zhang Ai's face was pulled down, and Wen Qian swept to her appearance, which was the rhythm of another quarrel.

When Wen Qian was considering whether to dissuade him, Jiang Weiling stood up, with an elegant temperament and a warm voice.

"The history teacher is not here, let's read more history books, and when the teacher recovers, we will apologize to the teacher."

The new transfer students all said this, and they were all kind-hearted children, and they were all guilty and upset when they knew that the history teacher had a heart attack.

After listening to Jiang Weiling's words, they all remained silent and lowered their heads to read.

The wind howled, blowing people's hair messy, and curls flew everywhere.

Wen Qian stood up with an indifferent expression, stood on tiptoe slightly and closed the window.

It's the rhythm of the rainstorm, and it's as dark as the night.

But be a little more gray.

Wen Qian yawned, she couldn't help it, anyway, the teacher didn't come, her eyelids drooped, and she slept on the table.

Qu Xiaoyang looked at Wen Qian secretly, she seemed to be very tired, and she yawned several times today.

The two of them didn't come back until the end of school.

In the afternoon class, other teachers came, but they were all more stiff, without any expression, formulaic to give them the class, and the usual longing to delay the class turned into impatience to leave.

Wen Qian didn't sleep soundly outside, but she was so sleepy that her tongue was numb.

And I sat in the row by the window, although when the window was closed, there was a kind of cold leakage.

She shrunk her body into her school uniform, and she couldn't stand it anymore, her eyelids were heavy, and she was so sleepy that her brain driver.

"Wen Xuan, I don't have much homework today, I see that you are very sleepy, go back and rest."

Wen Fei nodded, and Xiaoxiao said again: "I don't feel at ease, I'll send you back." ”

Wen Fei didn't refuse.

Walking on the road, she felt like she could fall asleep at any time, and she secretly pinched her legs, waiting for Xiaoxiao to send her to the station.

Wen Qian smiled and said, "I'm fine, you go back, I won't miss the car." ”

Xiaoxiao still didn't feel at ease and turned back again and again.

Wen Fei said: "Go back, you can also chat about QQ and WeChat."

Xiaoxiao nodded hesitantly.

Wen Fei breathed a sigh of relief, and got on the bus, she still had to buy gifts for Wen Ling.

When she arrived at a certain station, Wen Qian got off the train, and originally wanted to choose well, but she couldn't stand being drowsy, so she was able to pick out the gift as quickly as possible.

Bought it quickly.

Wen Qian didn't stop for a moment, paid the money and immediately got in the car and left.

This bus can go directly to the entrance of Wenling Community, but the problem is that Wenling's house and Wenling's house are far away, and Wenling's home is relatively closer.

I don't know if Wen Ling slept or not, so Wen Qian endured it and didn't call him.

As soon as she got home, Wen Qian sighed deeply, her eyes were completely closed, and her mouth was slightly open.

I went straight to my room, lay down on the bed, and quickly fell asleep.

She set an alarm before she fell asleep, and there wasn't really much she could do, but she couldn't put everything on sleep.

When I woke up, it was really dark.

She couldn't sit up straight in a daze.

Now the time is 9:20, and in the afternoon, I will waste a lot of time when I go to Wen Ling's house and come again.

The most important thing is that I am lazy and don't want to move.

But I have to go.

Wen Wan rubbed her head and warm hair.

Put on your coat and go out with an umbrella, hoping to get ahead of the curfew.

If you hesitate, you will never be able to get out, so Wen Fei didn't want to leave directly.

When he was about to arrive at the gate of the community, he saw a few strange figures with bad intentions, Wen Qian didn't see it, and still smiled shallowly.

Stupid people do stupid things.

The three women found that they had been discovered by Wen Xuan, and walked over with high spirits.

Wen Qian sighed, she really didn't want to take care of them.

Doesn't that make things more and more confusing.

Now that they had been discovered, the three girls trotted to the entrance of the community.

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