Stephen watched Tao Fengyang start to work, and hesitated again and again: "President, there is actually another matter!" ”

"Say."

"Young Master Lin Zhuochen also came, and said that he wanted to see Madame." Stephen saw that his face darkened, and immediately changed: "I told him that Madame is not there!" ”

Fortunately, he was agitated and stopped the car.

Tao Fengyang had a cold face, this Lin Zhuochen didn't know what to do. Dare to target his daughter-in-law, it's boring, right?

He raised his eyebrows and said with a wicked smile: "Arrange him in the technical department!" ”

He can bear that job.

Sujiutz as a late arrival of the key student. Of course, she knows very well how this point came about. The principal still attaches great importance to it.

Transferred directly to the best class teaching.

"Headmaster, I want to go to Teacher Murong. Is it convenient? Su Jiuci asked lightly.

The principal smiled: "It's Teacher Murong's class!" There is fate, there is fate! As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that something was wrong, and explained to catch up: "I didn't mean that!" You get the idea! She is already Tao Fengyang's wife, and he also said that she has a fate with Murong Jin, and when Tao Fengyang knows about it, her head is not enough to screw.

Su Jiuci heard him say this, and nodded reassuringly.

There were only eight students in the class and five desks. A table for two people, just full, leaving an empty table.

She took the initiative to sit down and nodded to the principal: "I'll just sit here!" ”

The headmaster smiled and turned to leave, breathing a sigh of relief.

It's good if she's satisfied, if she's not satisfied, Tao Fengyang will make trouble again!

Su Jiuci reached out and took out the book, found something in the hole in the table, and frowned. No one should be sitting here, right?

She had to move to another table, wipe it down, and get ready for class.

Boys and girls kept commenting on her, laughing and shocked, disdainful and mocking.

The bell rang, and Murong Jin came in with teaching tools.

The group of people seemed to not see it and continued to discuss.

The voice became louder and louder, as if he deliberately wanted to embarrass Murong Jin.

Sure enough, Murong Jin patted the table with the book and reproached: "It's class, can't you hear it?" Don't just get credits out! ”

The group of people quieted down, although they were not easy to bully in their family. But credits are related to their own and their family's face, and they don't dare to be arbitrary.

Unconvinced, I listened to his class.

Su Jiuci clenched his hands, how many years. She sat here again, listening to his lesson.

He was still so arrogant and cold. With his passion and talent for art, he fulfilled his duties on the three-foot podium.

She didn't know why in this life, his face, no, there was always a trace of forbearance in his eyes, and it could even be said to be cruel.

He's changed, but he's not either.

He's still him!

"Today we analyze Van Gogh's ........."

"Teacher! It's time for a new classmate! "Classmate A interrupted.

"yes, let her introduce herself!" Classmate B followed.

"Teacher," classmate C smiled sarcastically, "Murong Bo hasn't come yet, don't you wait for him to go to class?" ”

Murong Jin glanced suspiciously with his afterglow and found that Su Jiuci was sitting on the left and right, with waves splashing under his eyes.

It's her. She turned out to be his student. No wonder I helped him that day.

He didn't like this group of people, so he only went to class and never looked at them, if it wasn't for their coaxing, he would really not have found Su Jiuci for a while.

Maybe Su Jiuci's reaction to Murong Jin was too big, he didn't speak, and kept bowing his head quietly,

When the group saw him like this, they thought he was angry and shut their mouths stupidly.