Dressed as cannon fodder and the male lead together

According to the usual practice, the last period of morning self-study is reserved for students to write silently. "The Difficult Road to Shu" is a bit long, so Wang Zhong dragged it a little bit.

Guessing that the students had almost finished writing, Wang Zhong collected all the dictation books, and Chen Putao watched his deskmate hand in a blank sheet of paper with a relaxed expression.

"Quick, math homework." As soon as Wang Zhong left, the math class representative rushed over anxiously, "Gao Shang, where's your homework?"

Gao Shang let out a snort, and said in a disdainful tone: "Don't accept my homework anymore, even if I die, I won't be able to do my math homework!"

The class representative laughed: "I can't tell, Gao Shang, you have so much backbone." Seeing that Gao Shang didn't intend to hand it in, he simply didn't worry, leaned against Chen Putao's table, and said disgustedly: "Recently, Wang Ying didn't know that he made a mistake again. What nerves, damn it, I go to hand in my math homework every day, and she keeps a straight face and chatters endlessly!"

What the math class representative said seemed to speak to the hearts of the students, and the students couldn't help complaining for a week.

"That's right, all the homework is corrected blindly, and he will give me a mark for the test paper I wrote seriously. Is this the only thing I miss?"

"Not only that, have you forgotten what Wang Ying looks like in class? Do you really think we owe him?"

The people in the circle became more and more excited as they talked, and the class representative blushed even more. The grievances he had suffered from Wang Ying for many days suddenly burst out, and suddenly he threw the homework books he had just collected on the table, " Fuck, I really don't want to see Wang Ying's sad face!"

A finger-thick homework book fell hard on Chen Putao's desk, causing a black fountain pen on the desk to jump up suddenly, making a clear knocking sound against the desk.

Chen Putao looked at the ordinary black fountain pen on the table, recalled Wang Ying's recent excessive behavior, couldn't help feeling disgusted, and frowned.

The class representative looked at Chen Putao's frown, thinking that he had a problem with his aggressive behavior just now. For some reason, all the evil deeds of Chen Putao in the past came to mind again, and he couldn't help feeling a little remorseful, and hurriedly apologized.

"It's okay." Knowing that the class representative was thinking too much, Chen Putao quickly explained: "I was thinking about Wang Ying just now, and I was a little angry."

Wang Ying has gone too far recently. She doesn't care about the teaching of Class [-] at all, and her attitude towards the students is even worse, so that Chen Putao, who has always been good-tempered, has a lot of criticisms towards her.

Knowing that Chen Putao also disliked Wang Ying, the class representative calmed down, took a chair from the side, sat in the middle, and complained about Wang Ying's unpleasant behavior in the office to the people around him.

When Wang Ying directly said that the students in Class [-] were the stupidest in the whole grade in front of all the teachers in the second year of high school, Gao Shang couldn't sit still any longer, and was so angry that he slapped the table loudly. Zhong roared loudly and shouted to the crowd: "Can she count! I didn't even make a big deal about her being the most trashy teacher in Nansong!"

Ji Yichuan half-closed his eyes, and the broken hair on his forehead drooped slightly, making it hard to see his expression clearly. He nodded, as if he was responding to Gao Shang's words.

Under the complaints of the class representative, a group of people gathered together face to face, wantonly expressing their dissatisfaction with Wang Ying in their hearts, and even ignoring everything around them.

"Cough cough." There were several deliberate coughs suddenly coming from the front, the coughing sound was particularly loud, as if to remind something through the sound.

Gao Shang, who was shouting the most in the middle of the crowd, raised his head subconsciously, and saw Wang Ying gritted his teeth desperately, his eyes were protruding, and his cheeks seemed to be stained with blood, full of anger.

The crowd fell silent.

Wang Ying laughed back angrily: "What are you talking about?" After a pause, the angry laugh suddenly turned into a roar: "You, you! You are just saying bad things about the teacher behind your back! I have never taught students like you!"

"If I hadn't transferred the class with the chemistry teacher today, I wouldn't have known that you were saying that about the teacher behind your back? Then, you wouldn't be in class, so get the hell out of here!"

A group of people lowered their heads and fell silent like squibs.

Seeing their appearance, Wang Ying felt an indescribable joy in her heart, and stepped forward directly, the heel of her high heels made a rattling sound with the ground, which was like a nightmare to the ears of those timid girls.

She walked into the crowd and took a closer look. More than half of the people in the back half of the class participated in this "crusade" against her. The dissatisfaction with Chen Putao completely took advantage of this opportunity to vent out, and directly grabbed his hand and dragged it out.

With a "pop", Chen Putao shook off her hand with a cold face.