"Song Nan Tomb, don't you know it's class? What are you doing?"
The head teacher is here.
The first class is Chinese class, the class teacher's class.
"Teacher Wang..." Siyan pointed at Song Nan's tomb and cried, "He bullies people!"
"The rest of the students will go to self-study first. Song Nan Tomb, you come out with me."
The head teacher threw the Chinese book on the podium and motioned with his fingers to Song Nan Tomb to come out.
Si Yan stopped crying immediately and stuck his butt out to sit down.
"You still dare to sit down? Are you looking for a beating?"
Song Nan Tomb shouted impatiently and waved his fists.
“…”
His eyes moved and he didn't dare to move. He kept his posture with his butt raised, and finally stood up straight in frustration, never daring to touch the table or stool again.
This location originally belonged to Jiang Beize.
This position has been vacant since Jiang Beize transferred to another school.
Now that the final exam was over, he suggested to his class teacher that he wanted to change his seat because he couldn't see the blackboard clearly from behind, so the class teacher agreed to let him sit in Jiang Beize's seat.
Who would have thought that Song Nan Tomb suddenly went crazy today.
He just wants to study hard, no matter who he messes with.
outside the classroom.
The head teacher is a young female teacher, less than 170cm tall. She has to look up at this 185cm tall young man.
"Song Nan Tomb, why did you make an agreement with the teacher before? You agreed not to cause trouble, not to look for trouble, not to bully your classmates. Is this what you promised me?"
"Teacher, it's obvious that you didn't abide by the agreement first."
"Where did I fail to abide by the agreement?"
"What you said will not affect Jiang Beize's position. I also promise not to bully my classmates, not to be late for class and leave early, and to study hard. I have done everything I promised you."
He is full of reason and speaks with confidence.
The head teacher choked heavily.
She indeed promised that Jiangbeize's location would not be moved to Song Nan's tomb.
but-
As time passed, she forgot about this matter!
"Ahem,"
Because I am a class teacher, even if I do something wrong, I still can’t afford to admit it.
"It's like this. Jiang Beize will probably not come back again. Can that position remain vacant? Of course, we must leave limited resources to students in need!"
"Teacher, did you say last time that the position after the exam will be chosen based on ranking?" Song Nan Tomb sneered.
"Yeah, what's wrong?"
“…”
Three minutes later.
Song Nan's tomb came in from outside the classroom and moved directly from the last row to the first row.
He sat in Jiang Beize's seat.
All the textbooks were moved here.
Since the seats are now arranged according to ranking, he is third in the class, so he naturally has the right to choose.
At this time, the class teacher had nothing to say, and awkwardly asked Siyan to return to his original seat until he finished the exam next time.
The head teacher started teaching with a blank expression.
Song Nan's tomb was spinning his ballpoint pen boredly underneath.
He really doesn't like being in the front row.
It's not a good feeling to have countless pairs of eyes staring at your back.
Subconsciously, he turned his head and glanced at his original position.
That was the battlefield that stayed with him for two years.
There is a trash can on the left and a broom and mop on the right, which is inexplicably reassuring.
"Song Nan Tomb, listen attentively."
The head teacher said displeased.
Song Nan Tomb came back to his senses, retracted his gaze, and glanced out the window inadvertently as his eyes moved.
A thin figure suddenly attracted his attention.
He was stunned for a moment, then narrowed his eyes slightly.
is her.
hehe.
Resisting the urge to break the window and rush out, concentrate and listen.
…
(End of chapter)