Chapter 8 has eyes but does not know Tarzan

Spit squirted everywhere from her mouth.

Principal Shen moved back with his chair, his eyes fell on the first few teachers behind Hu Lanzhi, and asked lightly, "What about you?" Don't want her either? ”

At this time, there were five teachers in the office, all of whom were homeroom teachers of the first few grades of the third year of high school.

There are men and women.

At this time, when I heard the principal's question, they all looked at each other.

They are not Hu Lanzhi with a class, and they don't have much confidence to argue with Principal Shen.

Although I don't understand why the principal wants this girl who is simply useless to enter the green ivy without the direct insertion board of the exam.

But a rat poop spoils a pot of porridge.

They can't let this bad girl with 'I'm not a good person' written all over her body pollute the students in their class.

"Headmaster, although Qingteng has not produced any super geniuses in the past two years, even the worst student's resume is better than this..."

"The college entrance examination is going to be taken next year, in case she can't keep up with ......"

"Bring the students in the class again..."

The hesitation is all rejection.

Principal Shen swept around these people, raised his eyes to look at the parties, and sighed lightly: "Song Li, what do you think?" ”

The girl didn't know when she put away her mobile phone, and stood unruly against the sofa, two slender and straight half-bent, and the black sweatshirt lined her complexion as white as frost.

The air pressure around the body is very low.

At this time, he was named, his eyebrows and eyes were cold and dry, and he turned the black bracelet on his left wrist, a little impatient: "Just send me to the worst class." ”

Calling the teachers of the previous grades is nothing more than wanting to detain her in Qingteng and help Qingteng become famous!

Old fox!

Staring at his eyes, Principal Shen suddenly had the idea of being seen through his mind, and coughed dryly: "Then go to the twenty-fourth class of three years." ”

The teachers in the office were all relieved in an instant.

Principal Shen squinted his eyes, swept the office and refused to ask for Song Li's teacher, and snorted coldly.

There are eyes that don't know Mount Tai.

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Qingteng has a good reputation, and the classification of good and bad students is also obvious.

The last class in each grade is the one with the worst grades.

Half of them are the children of wealthy families who have donated money to the school and come to mix their graduation certificates.

The other half was kicked out by other class teachers because they didn't study well.

The same is true for Class 24 of the third division of high school.

Soon, Wen Zhong, the head teacher of Class 24, was called over.

He was a small man, still very thin, wearing a half-worn gray suit and heavy glasses.

When I came in and saw that the head teachers of the first few classes in the office were there, I was immediately startled.

After making sure that he was not in the wrong place, Wen Zhongcai cautiously asked Principal Shen, "Principal, is it that any student in our class is in trouble again?" ”

As the head teacher of the third (24) class, he came to the principal's office eight times out of ten because of a fight between the students in the class.

Therefore, he was looked down upon by all the teachers, squeezed, and became the head teacher at the bottom of the entire Qingteng.

Principal Shen tapped his fingers on the materials on the table, and raised his chin at Song Li: "Freshmen in your class, take them away after reading the materials." ”

It turned out to be a new student, not a troublemaker!

Wen Zhong suddenly let go of his heart and looked at the girl over there.

Pretty like a side painting.

Although he looked at Hang'erlang, he was not easy to mess with.

But if you look so good, you shouldn't be much worse off learning.

Wen Zhong lowered his head and flipped through the information.

From elementary school to junior high school, he was expelled 12 times, and the highest grade was 3 points, and the rest were all neat zeros.

Skipping school to fight, being the boss in the street gangsters...

I dropped out of junior high school and worked for two years, and now I am directly entering the Qingteng to study in the third year of high school.

Wen Zhong: "......"

He retracted what he had just said.

He instantly understood why there were so many teachers in the principal's office.

It seems that these teachers don't want this student, so Principal Shen called him.

Students who don't want to be in other classes are all stuffed into class 24.

He had long been accustomed to such deviations.

Anyway, there is no shortage of this poor student in the (24) class, but this girl is not easy to mess with at first glance, this (24) class, it is going to be lively again.

Sighing secretly, Wen Zhong walked over to the girl, and his attitude was still very good: "Song Li, right?" Come with me. ”

Song Li nodded, slid the phone into his pocket, hooked the strap of the backpack, and followed.