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When Qiao Yue handed in the book fee, she thought, "It's cool, Chen Wenjing really thinks that she went to Mrs. Wu's place, said a few bad things about herself, and became the monitor instead of herself. Would they agree?

Although bullying a little girl is hard to say, it is not too much to report to the teacher and give her a warning, but how could this Wenqu let himself be his monitor?

Qiao Yue remembered the way Wen Qu looked at him when he collected the book fee, as if he wanted to eat himself.

In the first class of English, Qiao Yue pushed the door open and walked in habitually. Wen Qu was writing on the blackboard.Mrs. Wu taught English, and now that she is gone, Wen Qu became their English teacher by the way.

Wen Qu looked at Qiao Yue who came in without even calling for a report, then looked at the large area crawled below, picked up the English textbook without saying anything, "read the words again."

Wenqu University's normal school, the whole underworld was shocked. The heir of their Wen family went to normal school. Is this the rhythm of whitewashing?

The Wen family is a mafia family, and there is only Wen Qu, an only son, who has been with Mr. Wen in the wind and rain since he was a child, and he is very promising.

All right, if you go to the normal school, go to the normal school, anyway, even if you don't go to university, isn't the whole family of writers still in Wenqu?

Wen Qu became a teacher, but the branches under the Wen family disagreed. With such a precious son, how can he find a teacher after he becomes a teacher?The family business of this generation has been abandoned like this?

Mr. Wen didn't say anything.

That night, Wen Qu led a group of people to completely shut up those who made the most noise during the day.

Since then, no one has dared to say a word. The prince can play as much as he wants, and he will come back to inherit the family business when he has had enough. What are we worrying about? Anyway, Mr. Wen still has decades to live.

After Wen Qu saw Qiao Yue in the bar that night, all of Qiao Yue's materials were on Wen Qu's desk that night. Wen Qu went to the city's No. [-] Middle School the next day to talk to the principal about it, and the principal immediately scolded the third class. The potato was thrown out, "You said this kid, he is in the third class, and it just so happens that their head teacher has something to ask for a long vacation, and he doesn't plan to take care of this class when he comes back..."

"Okay, I see." Wen Qu agreed without listening to the principal's words.

"But..." The principal didn't expect him to be so forthright, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. If he knew that Class Three was so chaotic, if this Master Wen was unhappy...it would not be easy for him to be the principal. He said hesitantly, "These three classes are the most chaotic ones in the whole school."

Wen Qu put the cigarette in the ashtray, "I can make them the best one." Then he turned and left.

The headmaster heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that if you can really turn them into the best class, I'm going to burn the incense.

In this way, Wen Qu became Qiao Yue's class teacher.

Lin Zifeng woke up and found that Lin Zifeng was copying English notes.

"Hey." Lin Zifeng whispered, and brought Qiao Yue's English notebook over, "Is our Qiao Qiao going to change his mind?"

"Am I that kind of person?" Qiao Yue took back the notebook, "Who made you sleep like a pig every day?"

Lin Zifeng kicked Qiao Yue's stool, "Who are you talking about, you brat?"

"Qiao Yue, Lin Zifeng." Wen Qu called the two of them by their names, but without getting angry, he looked at them both.

Both Qiao Yue and Lin Zifeng sat up straight, Wen Qu asked, "Who said it first?"

The whole class looked at the two of them. Usually at this time, Lin Zifeng stood up first, and then Qiao Yue followed, but today the two of them didn't move, and most of the people understood in their hearts that this was to give the new homeroom teacher a lesson. Get off your horse.

Wen Qu put the books on the desk. If it was when he started to be a teacher, he would throw the books on the table, and even kick them in the past. It was because the students in his class ran away when they saw him. How I hate him, but now he can almost figure out what these kids are thinking all day long.

Wen Qu didn't show his anger, but said lightly, "I'm curious, your class is very united, why do you use this advantage to deal with the teacher?"

The whole class was silent. Indeed, the unity within the class might be the only advantage of the third class, but it just hated the teacher, everyone hated it, there was no reason.

Wen Qu glanced at the time, "get out of class is over, the exam is next."

"what thefuck?"

"What?"

"Teacher, we have never taken a test."

"do not do that."

The whole class wailed for a while, and Wen Qu smiled. Only then did he feel that Class Three was like a normal class.

"Qiao Yue, come with me." Wen Qu looked at Qiao Yue, and Qiao Yue responded, "Hey."

Wen Qu pointed to the sofa, "Sit."

Qiao Yue sat down without the slightest restraint, thinking that he wanted peace talks?Or scold him?

Wen Qu rummaged on the table, took out a stack of test papers and asked, "Who is the English class representative of your class?"

English class representative?Qiao Yue searched in his mind, "Looks like there isn't one, Mrs. Wu asked Chen Wenjing to collect homework once this semester started, and our class didn't confiscate homework last semester."

Wen Qu found a cup, got a cup of hot water, and put it on the coffee table next to Qiao Yue, "Qiao Yue, why is your class like this?"

Qiao Yue was taken aback by his action, this, this is the rhythm of peace talks, it would be fine if he scolded him, what he fears most is this gentle policy, Lin Zifeng, I need you.

"Huh?" Wen Qu uttered a syllable from his nasal cavity.

Qiao Yue shrugged and said lightly, "If you ask me, who am I going to ask? We don't know who took the lead in our class, and openly confronted the teacher. Later, it gradually became a habit, and it became like this."

Wen Qu chuckled, "Your class is the most special one I've ever seen."

Qiao Yue looked at him, "So, do you want to make us better?" Qiao Yue paused and said, "Think about it." After speaking, he laughed twice to himself.

Wen Qu threw the paper to his chest, "Give me the paper."

Qiao Yue pressed the paper with both hands, "Oh." After speaking, he freed one hand to pick up the cup and took a sip of water, "It's not easy to drink the water that the teacher poured for me."

Qiao Yue stood by the trash can for a long time holding the test papers. He should throw away the stack of test papers, and then Wen Qu's expression should be very exciting when he comes to class next class.

But Qiao Yue took the papers to the classroom and handed them out, and he wanted to see Wen Qu's expression when he saw more than 20 blank papers.

Their class is not something anyone can change if they want to.