"Since no matter how hard we try, we can't change the prejudice in the teacher's heart, then, what is the significance of taking this class?" In the quiet classroom, only girls are wronged and choked The voice is unbearable, "Teacher Wang, you are too disappointing me!"

"Although Class 9 may be the'garbage shelter' in the eyes of the teacher, it is our lovely home!" she finished. Turning his head to the side, the tall teenager blinked next to him, a pair of peach blossom eyes washed by rain crystal clear, "Tang Zhiwu, let's go back to'home', OK?" The teenager easily carried the two of them from the desk with both hands The schoolbag was slammed on the shoulder, "I can't ask for it."

*

When Shen Nian and Tang Zhiwu returned to Class 9, they were warmly applauded by the class.

"Brother, damn it!" Liang Yu rushed in front of them and took the schoolbag on Tang Zhiwang's shoulder. "Give us a long face!"

"What the hell?" Tang Zhiwang frowned. It was found that almost everyone in the class was holding a mobile phone and greeted them with excitement. It seemed no surprise that he and Shen Nian came back suddenly.

"Xiao Tang, classmate Shen Nian," the teacher in charge of the class, Zhang Zhang, came out from nowhere and moved his face. "Ms. Zhang knows! You know that you are good children!"

He patted his feet higher than himself. A young boy shaking his head: "You can rest assured! The teacher has never looked down on and gave up on each of you!"

Lao Zhang slightly choked back, and turned back to the class to announce loudly, "Classmates! You are not garbage!" Our class is not a garbage shelter! Each of you is the hope of the motherland's future!!! Even if I work hard for this job, I will not let you be wronged! Our teachers and students work together! Those who look down on us People look! Our class 9 is as good!"

"Poof! Lao Zhang, your declaration is so old-fashioned!"

"That's! Who's wronged?!"

"Lao Zhang, you've been working hard! It's because we don't Furious!"

Lao Zhang sniffed his nose: "Students...I..."

"But! We don't fight, but we never lose money!"

"That's, who the hell dare to talk about Laozi trash in person? See Laozi don't beat him Mom can't recognize it!!"

"Villa who only dare to whisper in the back! Look at the old lady without tearing their mouths!"

"Eh," Lao Zhang didn't move for a few seconds, he heard the ups and downs in the class. , Quickly waved his hand, "Gentlemen do not talk! Let's convince people! Speak by grades!"

"This is no way...I just can't learn it!"

"A hundred people killed in the game is a hundred more than math. It's easy!"

"Yeah, I can write a 10,000-word novel, but it's really difficult for me to write a 800-word composition!"

Tang Zhiwang is still in a daze of'why do they all know what happened just now'? , Shen Nian first stepped in front of Lao Zhang and spoke.

"It's okay, if you can't learn, go and do what you like."

She looked at the classmates who were unfamiliar or strangers or who had left traces in the memory of the original owner, and the last trace of the original owner's obsession disappeared with the next words. Exhausted.

"If you want to do anything, just do it. This is our own life."

Unlike the princess of the previous world who wanted a scumbag or a female to die, the female student of this life was obsessed with a simple wish. Even if she was bullied by bullying, mocked and misunderstood, she has always regarded herself as a member of this class, hoping to be accepted and recognized by everyone, the biggest dream is to be able to confess to the people she likes and live a regretless youth. .

*

"Hey, Teacher Zhang, what do you do with so many contest registration forms and extracurricular activity application forms?" In the teacher's office in Junwen, several teachers watched a chubby middle-aged man pull out a stack of paper from the information cabinet. Somewhat curious.

"Yeah, we are all high school students. It's a little late to declare the competition now? Let's say..."

A few teachers looked at each other, and there was no voice in their hearts: Besides, you brought Class 9, the worst class of the year, and students with the qualifications to participate in the competition.

"Oh, students are interested, we should be teachers unconditionally support."

Old Zhang Han smiled, "Anyway, the principal said at the school conference two days ago, we don't just focus on learning, but also encourage all aspects. Development!"

Several other people in the office thought about this, and had less thought of watching jokes.

Who doesn't know, Wang Qin, the class teacher who has always been above the top and walking and talking all the time, has kicked the iron plate this time.

Some people broadcast the scene of her scolding students directly on the Internet. Now that public opinion is fermenting, society and parents are constantly pressing the school to condemn Teacher Wang's words and deeds. Not only was Wang Qin suspended from work, he also had to apologize to all the teachers and students at the school conference, especially the class nine that she always looked down upon, Teacher Zhang.

"It's time to run, Lao Zhang," a colleague sighed. "The two good seedlings in your class are really good."

Tang Zhiwu and Shen Nian are talking about.

"However, you fall in love while you are a student, don't you care about it?"

The two of them are both nowadays, and their interactions rarely converge, so many teachers already know it in private.

"What is in love, people are learning together!" Old Zhang Yizheng denies his words, and then came over to the teacher of the same age to frown. "Youth, who have not experienced it! Anyway, as long as their grades can go up, it is a little small What does it matter to play small games!"

"Hey, too. Let's play Mandarin ducks, these kids, don't know how to hate us in the background!"

"There are not many who can persist until graduation!" Teachers who have brought for several sessions lamented . "Ah, but it is not bad to have so many good memories in high school, we are not wicked!"

*

"Is Zhang Zhang getting water in his brain, you are so busy every day, and you are scheduled to clean up!?"

In the nine-class classroom after school, only a few students were left cleaning. Tang Zhiwang entered the classroom from outside the door and grabbed the rag in the hands of the girl who was padding her feet to wipe the blackboard.

"This is normal rotation, don't make trouble!" Shen Nianbai glanced at him.

Tang Zhiluo smiled with his teeth: "You are as tall as cleaning, it is better not to clean."

"The mouth is so owed, you should cover the hygiene today." Shen Nianchong said to the other students who were still packing, "You go first Right."

Several boys and girls stopped their movements and looked at the big brother.

"Okay, go quickly."

Tang Zhi waved impatiently, several people very obediently carried the schoolbag , rushed out of the classroom, and finally brought the door intimately.

"Why do they just listen to you?" Shen Nian wondered if he should be quite prestigious now?

"Hehe," Tang Zhiwang threw down the rag, wrapped her arms around the girl's waist, and brought her to her, "I am a school bully, are you?"