The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

"..."

There was nothing around him. Yu Linye lowered his head, and there was a hint of darkness in his gentle eyes.

Don't be in a hurry, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, this girl can't run away.

Mu Changying looked at Hua Qiqi, who was already sitting in front of her, and glanced at Yu Linye from the corner of her eye, "Let's listen together when we're here."

Alas, this young couple is talking about love. It's a pity that she not only has to be stuffed with dog food, but also dragged into the water.

She circled some key questions and sorted them out for the two of them to do.

After finishing the questions and analyzing them, time quietly slipped through my fingers and the class bell rang.

Before the teacher entered the classroom, the dean appeared in the corridor with Teacher Zhou, the head teacher of Class 1, "Student Mu, Student Yu, you two come out."

The two people sitting in the classroom looked up at each other, and both saw something unclear in each other's eyes.

Mu Changying pursed her lips, put down the books in her hands, lazily stood up from her seat, and walked unhurriedly outside the classroom.

As soon as they left, Hua Qiqi and Si Xian quietly stood up and followed behind.

After walking out of the classroom, the dean took them aside with a serious look.

He had a kind smile on his face. After some greetings, Mu Changying frowned impatiently, "Director, what can I do for you?"

He went to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing and smiled so happily, maybe he was plotting something.

The dean clasped his hands behind his back, cleared his throat, and said solemnly, "Ah haha, that's it, you two did really well in this exam.

Your grades are so good, it’s really unfair to stay in the rubbish class. I discussed it with Teacher Zhou and decided to transfer you to the first class..."

He was still talking earnestly, completely unaware of Mu Changying's darkening face.

She leaned against the wall, her legs crossed casually, her posture was naughty, she gently raised her eyelids, and interrupted him coldly.

"Director, I think you made a mistake. The class I'm in has a name. It's called Class Seventeen, not the trash class."

Although the grades of this class are indeed very poor, the teacher who is a teacher openly calls it a garbage shelter, which is really harsh.

Being suddenly interrupted, the dean felt slightly unhappy, but because he was concerned about her identity and thought of such excellent results, the slight discomfort quickly dissipated.

He put one hand to his lips and coughed lightly, "Ahem, cough...I just made a mistake. What I meant was that it is not appropriate for you to continue to stay in Class 17, and the education in the top class is more suitable for you."

Teacher Zhou, who stood aside silently, was in a particularly complicated mood.

When Mu Changying made the bet with Zhang Minyi, he was full of confidence in the students in his class. Who knew that it would be Mu Changying who won in the end?

He put away the complicated emotions in his heart and said, "Director, I have no objection to letting the two of them go to class one.

However, the state-owned legal school has family rules and class rules. The ugly words come first. I hate the most narrow-minded students who like to pull pigtails and plot against their classmates. "

As Teacher Zhou spoke, his eyes glanced at Mu Changying, almost without naming anyone.

"..."

Quiet, the corridor was quiet for a while, and the eerie silence made people feel uneasy.

"Teacher Zhou……"

The dean's face stiffened for a moment, and he opened his mouth to lighten the atmosphere, but was interrupted by a soft voice.

Mu Changying's eyes were as calm as before, "Director, I'm sorry, I don't plan to go to class one."