His Wife Calls The Shots

school.

Because tomorrow is the monthly exam, today it is all self-study.

While everyone was reviewing, Tang Qianmian was reading a comic book.

She has seen the latest chapter of the serial comic she is chasing, and is now watching the final comic by the same author.

Most of the author's comic labels are suspenseful and complicated. The story is very energy-saving, but it is often impossible to guess the content of the next chapter.

It just happened to suit her taste.

Halfway through, she was called to the office by Xue Ying.

Hey~ Disappointment.

She curled her eyebrows a little bit of displeasure, got up procrastinated, and walked slowly towards the classroom office.

In the quiet office, several teachers are looking down at the test papers.

Qianmiao knocked on the door to enter, and came to Xue Ying's desk unhurriedly.

Xue Ying saw her with a gentle attitude, "Sit down, sit down."

She took out a disposable cup and poured a glass of water to Qian Yan: "The teacher called you to talk to you about the shift."

"We have discussed with the principal. Your grades are a bit mediocre, but the school has always paid great attention to helping students improve their academic performance. Therefore, we decided to make an exception to transfer you to a key class and let the students take you. You have to cherish this opportunity."

Hearing this, the classmates in the other class next to him suddenly looked back here with a strange expression.

Xue Ying continued: "Before, the teacher was ignorant, and he didn't pay attention to his words, so he made any bets with you. Don't take it to your heart. This bet is invalid. You can transfer to key classes in the afternoon.

The face of the classmate next door was even more ugly.

She is the study committee member of one of the key classes, and she came to take the papers and send them back to the students for review.

When I heard this, my face turned green.

After a while, she took the paper and walked out of the office quickly.

Here, after listening to Xue Ying's words, Tang Qianmen seemed to pause for two seconds before uttering a long and careless "Oh~".

Her eyes were stained with a little smile, and when she laughed, she was inexplicably bad, "But, I can't bear to leave Teacher Xue."

Xue Ying was horrified: "No, no, no, I don't have such an honor. Look, your brother Feng, he must also hope that you can go to the key class. If you go back and tell him the news, he must be very happy. "

Qian Miao stood up, "Teacher, I prefer to bet."

The implication is that Chou refused to change classes now.

When Xue Ying was anxiously wondering what to do, she had already left.

Back in the class, I suddenly found that everyone was whispering and talking about something.

Every Rao looked at her.

As soon as I sat down, the literary and art committee at the front desk turned around with a gossip: "Hey, Tang Qianfan, I heard that the teacher wanted to transfer you to a key class in advance, why?"

"Several school tyrants in the class are already angry, and they are all jealous of you, look." At this, the art committee said.

By coincidence, the phone moved, Tang Qianxiang watched it and said, "I won't turn."

After looking at the phone, she took out the math book and looked through it.

"Ah? Why? Could it be that the forum news is wrong?" The art committee member's beautiful round face was full of surprise.

Qian Mian didn't say a word, too lazy.

She flipped through the book at will and found two draft papers tucked inside.

She tore it from her notebook. It was the note she wrote last time. It was very detailed and saved her a lot of things.

She picked up two pieces of paper and went to the back door.

(After adding more, remember to vote for red beans, good afternoon)