Song Qinrong nodded: "I'm sorry, I won't know about it next time."

"Next time, do you want to have another time?"

This calm attitude, which was exactly the same as Tang Xin, made the nameless evil fire in Pan Wenhua's heart burn even more vigorously.

"Has your teacher died? No one taught you that you have to go back to the classroom immediately after the bell rang? You have been resuming for three years and still have this learning attitude. You deserve to be unable to get into college! Haha, but it's no wonder that teachers in places like Jiangning can have the level of level, and it's normal to teach this kind of thing!"

Hearing this, an extremely terrifying coldness instantly spread in Song Qinrong's eyes.

"Teacher." Her voice was slow, "My former teachers were all healthy and well-behaved. You should apologize for cursing them like this."

Pan Wenhua laughed in anger: "Are you teaching me a lesson? Apologize, why should I apologize to them?"

"Teacher Pan!" Xu Xiaonan, who had been unable to bear it, stood up suddenly, "If the student is not doing well, it is because the teacher has a problem. Then why did you let Tang Xin go out just now?"

As soon as these words were said, the whole class was in an uproar.

"I heard it right? Mr. Xu actually spoke for Tang Xin?"

"No... Why do I think Mr. Xu is helping the old aunt stand up?"

"I'm going to tell you, I'm too..."

Pan Wenhua was so angry that he gritted his teeth: "Xu, Xiao, Nan! What do you mean? Tang Xin shouldn't go out, should I go out, right?"

"I just think that Student Song was not deliberately late, so there is no need for you to rise to her former teacher because of such a small thing." Xu Xiaonan is neither humble nor arrogant.

"There is no need to go up to the previous teacher? Haha, I will teach her a repetitive student. If I were them, I would just find a rope to hang it to death without anyone else's words!"

"Teacher, I think you may have misunderstood." Song Qinrong smiled softly, but her voice was so cold that there was no trace of emotion. "Retention is my personal decision and has nothing to do with my teachers."

"Your personal decision? Oh! According to your opinion, you are still in high school and it is purely your own willingness? If you want to take the college entrance exam, you can get the exam at will, right?"

Isn’t this digging a hole for people?

Xu Xiaonan was stunned. Just as he was about to speak for Song Qinrong, he heard the other party respond calmly.

"You can understand that."

He was stunned immediately.

What does it mean to be so understood? Could it be that if she wants to take the exam, she can really take the exam at will?

"Awesome old aunt!" The class immediately heard the excitement and was not overwhelming.

The students in Class F already had no good feelings for Pan Wenhua, who was mean and powerful. Now seeing her being defeated, they all felt so secretly happy.

Although they didn't like Song Qinrong, they didn't believe what she said.

But now, her attitude of losing without losing, and her appearance of being unchanged when she brags, is really too fond of their appetite.

"So cool! I am worthy of being my Aunt Rong!"

Xu Xiaonan slapped his deskmate's thighs excitedly, and stunned his deskmate.

Pan Wenhua on the podium was almost mad.

"Okay...Okay!" She threw the book heavily, "I can see that your Class F has a good Feng Shui, one shameless student after another! I can understand this way, what do I understand? Do you understand you in college with your mouth in the future? You are really not afraid of being afraid of making your tongue! Your family begged grandpa and grandma to put you into the affiliated high school, just to let you come..."

Before he could finish his words, another boy walked into the classroom swaggeringly.

Pan Wenhua immediately shut up and the class immediately became quiet.

Everyone's eyes were gathered on him, watching him walk back to the corner seat with no one, and fall asleep on the table.

Song Qinrong raised her eyebrows and then looked at Pan Wenhua with a smile, as if saying, "He is late, why don't you stop him?"

Pan Wenhua's face turned into pig's liver color.

Looking at the boy in the corner, she didn't dare to have an attack, so she lowered her voice and said angrily: "I will be the first model next month. I want to see if you are really so capable!"

She wrote down this account and there are opportunities to settle it with her in the future!

"Take out the paper for me and look at the first question, such a simple question..."

A good show ended so hard. The students were a little disappointed, but none of them dared to speak out again, just opened the paper obediently.

Song Qinrong was a little surprised.

What is the origin of this boy in the corner? Even Pan Wenhua is so afraid of him.

Not only that, Song Qinrong looked out the window again and saw Tang Xin still standing indifferently in the corridor.

Her little deskmate is definitely not a female classmate without a story.

Thinking of this, Song Qinrong curled the corners of her lips, took out the painting that had not been completed in the last class, and continued to draw.

It's different from the quiet classroom atmosphere. At this time, the campus forum had already exploded.

[Exposed! Goddess Song turned out to have a real sister, but she looked like this [Picture]]

The better the high school, the less you will be at stake in the students. What's more, the students in the affiliated high school are either rich or noble, and there are no regulations like not allowing students to bring mobile phones.

Therefore, in just one class, there have been more than 200 replies below this post.

"I have identified it, it's so rustic. It's incomparable to Goddess Song. The key is, can she breathe with such a big pair of black-framed glasses on her nose?"

"You don't understand it now, right? This may be the most popular dress for village flowers in the new countryside this year."

"Hahahaha, the word "Murahua" hits me!"

"This village flower man is ugly, but he still likes to be a monster. He offended Mr. Xu from Class F in just one day. Mr. Xu told her to wait on the spot... Attached picture [The story of the village flower committing death]"

"Mist grass, after seeing this, I was really laughing! I didn't have to invite me to have a meal. I really can't hear that Mr. Xu was going to abuse her? No, I'll go to the door of Class F after school."

Song Qinrong knew nothing about this. She focused on painting all morning and did not stop writing until the bell rang after school.

Usually at this time, the people from Class F had already rushed to the cafeteria. But today, most of the students stayed in the classroom, waiting for something with excitement.

There were more and more students outside the classroom of Class F.

"Why aren't you leaving yet?" Xu Xiaonan stayed absent-mindedly for the whole morning, and finally made up his mind to find Song Qinrong. As soon as he stood up, he found that there were people in and outside the class.

The deskmate was stunned: "No, after reading the post, everyone wants to join in the fun."

"What post, what lively?" Xu Xiaonan looked confused.

Only then did my deskmate remember that this morning, Xu Xiaonan had never played with his cell phone. He was about to explain when he saw that Song Qinrong had already gotten up and left the seat: "Oh, the old aunt is gone!"

"Ah?" When Xu Xiaonan heard this, he didn't bother to ask questions and turned around to chase Song Qinrong.

Here comes, the climax finally comes!

Everyone held their breath and stared at the scene in front of them with excitement and excitement.
Chapter completed!