The vixen's journey through time

Chacha stood on the podium and looked down the stage. Miraculously, with just one look, the people on the ground got up one after another as if they had received the signal that she would not hit anyone again.

Neither crying nor howling nor complaining of pain, they all moved diligently to the stool and tidied the desk, silently cleaning up the mess.

Then, he sat in his seat honestly.

That one who is sitting upright! This has never happened before, even when the head teacher came, held open classes, and the leaders came to inspect.

There is no way, who told them that they are all young masters and young ladies!

Especially the yellow hair. Oh, Huang Mao’s real name is Huang Mao. He got the name Huang Mao because he dyed his hair yellow.

Huang Mao didn't dare to let anyone else help. He stood up with difficulty, and didn't dare to cover his chest, which was already numb with pain. He only kept a ferocious expression and complained secretly.

It seems that he didn't look at his Huang family's "Almanac" when he went out today, and he even offended this evil star!

This hatred? He will not avenge this!

What? Wouldn't it be shameful not to take revenge?

Please! He was beaten by a girl. He was already embarrassed! If he gets angry and bullies other girls again, that will really disgrace him as a man!

Ahem! Huang Mao coughed, relieved his embarrassment, and sat back obediently.

Chacha seems to be very satisfied with the current effect, and thinks of her thick bangs, not showing her face and not looking at people. Will it look very impolite when she talks?

So, Chacha raised her hand and pushed aside her bangs for the first time, covering only the left side of her face and exposing the right half.

"hiss!……"

There was a loud gasp in the classroom.

What kind of half-face is that?

The girl's eyebrows are as curved as willows, gracefully curved; her eyebrows are like distant mountain daisy, not drawn like a painting, but when she raises her eyebrows slightly, she becomes sharp and powerful.

It is greatly different from the popular but stereotyped semi-permanent eyebrows and Korean-style eyebrows, which are matt eyebrows.

The girl's eyes are clearly the most charming fox-shaped ones, with bright, starry eyes and a smile, and her every frown and smile are full of charm.

However, Jiang Cha's eyes seemed to have special crystal points that could gather weak light, reflect it, and sparkle.

Light can be a warm bundle or a sharp handle.

But just the slightest glance from her made you feel chilled, as if she was born noble, you must not offend her!

"The face is like a flower, all dominated by the nose." The nose is the most prominent organ on the face. It can be seen that the nose accounts for a large proportion of a person's face.

What about Jiang Cha’s nose?

It's delicate and small, it's cute and straight, it's exquisite and clear, it's round as jade and full of three-dimensionality.

It turns out that there is really a saying that "the nose is like Qiong Yao"!

Finally, it’s the girl’s mouth.

Jiang Cha's mouth is as beautiful as Danxia and rosy. Do you like to eat cherries? That's it.

Ruddy and plump, with a more attractive luster!

With such a sweet fruit hanging there, how could it not be tempting to pick?

"I'm just a plant!" Huang Mao's hand that was rubbing his chest froze and he exploded.

"Oh my God! No way?" Many female classmates were also so shocked that they opened their mouths.

"Jiang Jiang, Cha..." Gu Yinuo was also dumbfounded.

On the contrary, Xu Qingzhi frowned and pursed his lips. He looked at Chacha with a look of disapproval in his eyes.

Chacha's small gesture caused ripples in the hearts of her classmates. They never thought that such a face was hidden under her thick bangs.

To be honest, it’s really shocking! I originally thought she was an ugly little black girl, but in fact, she is tall and pretty!

As if the blow was not enough, Chacha continued to attack, her red lips slightly opened, and she said slowly: "My name is Jiang Cha, and I come from a small mountain village - Taipan Village. I have a father who loves me dearly. His name is Jiang He."

"My father was raised in an environment that favored sons over daughters, but that didn't stop him from loving me more than anything else. I lost my mother when I was born, and my father raised me as both a father and a mother by himself, and was even afraid of finding a stepmother. If he treats me badly, he will stay alone and never marry for the rest of his life."

"He doesn't force me to make a choice, insisting that I must do this and not do that; he pays for my food and clothing, pays my tuition fees on time, and my living expenses are only a little more; he doesn't expect women to become phoenixes, so I must become a talent. Rather than becoming a talent, he wanted me to become an "adult"."

"Adults! Real people! They have eyes of truth, kindness and beauty, a mouth that does not spit out evil words to hurt others, and hands and feet that do not use their hands to deceive others. You must have them! You must have correct and good three views!"

At this point, the system was a little confused, "Well, Chacha, does what you did just now count..."

"It doesn't count! I was teaching them how to behave!" Chacha objected immediately.

system……

After quarreling with the system, Chacha turned her attention to the students in the audience, looked at the seating chart, and accurately called the third student in the first group and the second group.

"Classmate Chen Jiajia, you were the one who laughed at me before for being uneducated! Then tell me, what exactly is culture?"

Chen Jiajia was unprepared. When her name was called, she subconsciously stood up as if answering the teacher's question in class.

When she came back to her senses and saw the looks from her classmates, she was so embarrassed that she was sitting or standing. For a moment, she couldn't answer what culture was.

"Wen, culture is...is..." Zhao Jiajia hesitated. A person who usually has good grades couldn't explain why for a while.

"It's academic qualifications! It's experience! It's experience!" Feng Yasong in the front row said loudly in the center.

The way she looked at Chacha seemed to say, what's so difficult about this? How can this be so difficult for me? Oh, if you look carefully, you can see a hint of provocation. If you look more seriously, you can read a little bit of jealousy.