Mrs. Ruanmeng is a little ancestor

Chapter 89
"An Qianyin."

Nan Caixie adjusted his glasses, but he didn't hear the sound of arrival from the podium, only the students started to mutter and chat in a low voice.

"Quiet." Nan Caijie glanced at the students coldly, and became much quieter in an instant.

"Lu Yaoguang."

Nan Caijie looked at the computer on the podium and read out the names, which showed people who hadn't signed in.

There was no sound in the audience, but two reports suddenly sounded at the door.

He looked up and saw two late girls stopping at the door panting.

"Enter." He opened his thin lips slightly, clicked the mouse a few times, and their status changed to signed in.

Then he went on to report other names, lowering his head and not noticing the low pressure in the audience.

Suddenly, a girl's shrill voice burst out from under the stage.

"You dress like this to seduce someone, Professor Nan?!" Yuan Meng stood up and pointed to An Qianyin's shirt, "Professor Nan, An Qianyin came to class in a disheveled dress!"

It was only then that An Qianyin lowered her head and realized that she was dressed too hastily, the buttons were not fastened, and some of the top buttons were loosened during the running.

Others can see the temptation at a glance.

She bit her lip and immediately blocked the front with the book.

Nan Caijie walked over from under the podium with long legs, and pressed the folder against An Qianyin to make her back away, go out and fix it before coming in, and Lu Yaoguang followed.

"It's understandable to run too fast. There is no need to be so targeted. Now it is not allowed to vent personal emotions in class."

"Professor Nan, I'm not venting my emotions anymore, she's just seducing her on purpose, otherwise she wouldn't be targeted by the qiang/jian/criminal!"

Nan Caixie frowned, raised her eyes and looked coldly at the pimple-faced girl in front of her, her voice was as cold as ten thousand years of ice, "You are ignoring my discipline."

He exuded an icy aura all over his body, and people who were several meters away couldn't help shivering.

Yuan Meng was stunned by his cold eyes, and sat back unwillingly.

The people around were so frightened that they didn't even dare to breathe.

When Nan Caixie returned to the podium, An Qianyin and Lu Yaoguang just walked in.

"When we first met, I emphasized the issue of discipline. In my class, gossip is not allowed, and questions that are not related to the course are not allowed. It seems that everyone doesn't care."

He threw the folder on the podium casually, and the air was so quiet that even the sound of the folder falling on the table could be clearly heard by the people in the back row.

"Since this is the case, everyone will go down this week to do a market survey, and next week it will be presented in the form of a PPT. Plagiarism is not allowed, and the scores will be directly entered into the total score at the end of the period."

There was silence below, and no one dared to protest.

The end-of-term assignments such as market research are usually assigned in the last one or two months, because it takes a long time and requires a lot of energy, and it cannot be completed in a few days.

And its score occupies a pivotal position in the total score. If this is not done well, it will be hindered to a large extent, resulting in the phenomenon that it is easy to fail.

Once you fail a course, it will affect many things in the future, and if it is serious, you will not be able to graduate normally.

And this reputation is not good in the ears of parents.

If you want not to fail a course, you have to try your best to make up for it from other points.

This is a bolt from the blue for those students who are not listening.

Most of the students were looking at Nan Cai's appearance, but how many people usually put their minds on serious class.

For a troubled student like An Qianyin who couldn't listen to the class at all, she could only widen her eyes to express her pain.

A wave of waves has risen again.

Undoubtedly failed.

Yuan Meng sat on the chair and turned her head to give her a cold look. The expression was completely blaming An Qianyin and throwing all the responsibility on her.

Blame her for dragging down the whole class and making everyone miserable.

An Qianyin rolled her eyes back, obviously this matter has nothing to do with her.

(End of this chapter)