Chapter 92: What The Hell Is She Reading?!
He put his arms akimbo, like a big triumphant rooster, taunting her. “Oh, isn’t this Ms. Li?”
He begged her to accept the daughter of the Sheng Family into her class back then, but what did she say at the time?
“Vice Principal, if you force me, I’m going to jump ship and transfer to Second Middle School.”
Li Mei hung her head low, looking utterly defeated.
She no longer dared to say that the provincial champion would definitely be from her class now.
The vice-principal couldn’t wait to take revenge on Li Mei. “Do you really think it was all thanks to your abilities that your students got good grades? No, it was because of the principal’s preferential treatment of you. Fortunately, the principal didn’t put Sheng Yang in your class. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have learned your lesson.”
Li Mei raised her head with a jerk, her face shocked. “What did you say?”
“I said that the principal was wise. No wonder he decided to put Sheng Yang in Class 7 instead of Class 1 after talking to her.” The vice-principal muttered, “Cough. But After all, it’s all thanks to me. Without me, how could Sheng Yang have seen the principal?”
Li Mei gulped hard and asked hurriedly, “So, the principal knew Sheng Yang was good?”
A gleam flicked across her eyes.
Today was the day when Ms. Cui was leaving. Everyone was in a low mood because the “Nun of Destruction” Li Mei was coming back.
But Sheng Yang was still busy with her own business, revealing no emotions.
Her profile, long eyelashes, and exquisite nose were too perfect to be true.
Even the little sweet girl Fang Duo was pulling a long face. “Yangyang, how can you be so calm? Teach me how you do it.”
She wrote in her WeChat Moments: “From tomorrow onward, I will become a strong person on the inside.”
However, that was just wishful thinking.
“How can I be so calm?” Sheng Yang stroked her chin and thought about it seriously, then pointed to the book and said seriously, “Because the book in my hand is really interesting.”
Her eyes were sincere.
Fang Duo’s heart did a flip.
Was Yangyang using some interest-based learning method? So she could make boring learning fun?
If that was the case, she had to learn from Yangyang.
So she cast off her somberness, poked her head out, and glanced at the book in Sheng Yang’s hand with interest.
“…” Oh no, what the hell is she reading?! Why can’t I understand a single word of it?!
The class bell rang. This was a Chinese class. Everyone looked dispirited, waiting quietly for Li Mei’s arrival, and wishing time could tick more slowly.
But no teacher came after a long time and whispering voices sounded in the quiet classroom.
Then a familiar figure walked in. The smiling face wasn’t Li Mei’s.
“Ms. Cui!” The students were in an uproar!
Only Sheng Yang remained undisturbed and read quietly. However, there was an imperceptible smile on her lowered face, mysterious, gorgeous, and charming.