The corner of the history teacher's mouth twitched, and he reluctantly shouted to Xia Weimian: "Come in, don't be late for my class in the future!"
Xia Weimian whispered a thank you to Wei Chenyu, and she walked back to her position.
Mo Ningxin looked out the window and glanced at Wei Chenyu's back. The corner of her mouth was raised and she snorted disdainfully.
On the first day that the idiot came to school, he hooked up everywhere. Today, I asked Wei Chenyu to escort her to class. Will he ask Ye Juexi to use the right to transfer her to Class A tomorrow
Mo Ningxin's hand was clenched into a fist. As long as she was in the same school as Xia Weimian, she would never let Xia Weimian live better!
Xia Weimian didn't know what Mo Ningxin was thinking at the moment, but Mo Ningxin stole her album and tore up Ye Yao's postcard. This account, Xia Weimian had to make Mo Ningxin pay the price.
"Everyone click on page 15 of the PPT, let's talk about the content of modern European history."
In class, every student uses a laptop computer. There is a teaching system in the computer, and the lecturer will send the lecture content to each student’s computer.
And during class, everyone's computers are controlled by the host computer on the podium table, so that students can't play games during the class.
However, Xia Weimian's computer was disguised as being controlled by the host computer on the podium.
She entered a program and gently pressed the Enter key.
At almost the same time, an email reminder popped up on Mo Ningxin's laptop.
What's more, the email showed that it was sent by the history teacher, and Mo Ningxin moved the mouse and clicked into the email.
Suddenly a black page popped up on her computer, an extremely scary, blood-stained head yelling at her.
Mo Ningxin wore earphones, and the harsh screams penetrated her ears. She jumped up in fright and threw the laptop to the ground with a wave of her hand.
With a loud bang, the history teacher's lecture was interrupted again. He looked at Mo Ningxin who suddenly stood up, and the history teacher's face became unsightly:
"Mo Ningxin, what are you doing! I don't want to listen to my class, please tell me directly!"
Mo Ningxin was shocked by the horror page that popped up on the computer. Her face was pale and she said to the history teacher:
"Teacher, you suddenly sent me an email..."
"What email? You want to disrupt my class, don't make so many excuses!"
"Obviously you are the teacher..."
The history teacher watched Mo Ningxin dare to confront him. He couldn't clean up Xia Weixian, who was backed by the presidential palace. Couldn't he still clean up Mo Ningxin
"You give me a penalty stop outside the corridor!"
"Teacher I..."
Seeing that Mo Ningxin was still arguing, the history teacher no longer gave her the opportunity to explain: "Immediately, get out and stop!"
He was furious and yelled at Mo Ningxin. Mo Ningxin had to pick up the broken laptop and return it to the table. When he was about to walk out of the classroom, the history teacher yelled at her again:
"Bring your textbooks, notebooks, and pens! Don't think that you don't need to listen to the class if you stand outside. When the get out of class is over, I want to check your class notes!"
Mo Ningxin blushed, but she could only silently walk out with her textbooks and notebooks.
And when Sumeira, who was sitting diagonally behind Mo Ningxin, saw the screen suddenly popped out of Mo Ningxin's computer, she turned and secretly compared a thumb to Xia Weimian.