The girls in Class 1 sneered and ignored him. The vice principal believed that he could not surrender to the lawless rich ladies, so he could only pass the topic to Mu Xiang: "Well, Mu Xiangxiang classmate, what do you have to say? I looked at your recent homework and it seems that since the start of school, I have indeed performed very poorly."

After saying this, he waited for a while, but strangely he didn't get an answer immediately.

So when I turned around and looked more and more surprised, the short-haired girl standing at the gate in her eyes was staring at the group of girls in the class who had just been indignant.

After a long time, Mu Xiangyao turned around. She blinked her eyes and her eyes were a little blurred.

Many memories surged into my heart at this time, including those who experienced it personally, and those who heard about it in the basketball hall that day from the chats of the people behind me.

In my memory, she hardly talked to the girls in her class. Since the first meeting on the first day of high school, she subconsciously divided them into people with different worlds from her.

While getting along with Jingshui without striking the river, she has always been so sure that the other camp does not bother to accept her.

However, just a few days ago, she saw "they" cheering for herself with her own eyes, and heard others say that their alienation was "at a loss" and at this moment, she accepted their straightforward affirmation in person.

The kind of "protective, proud, without any contempt, completely "people" tone.

My mind suddenly became dazed for a moment. Mu Yao thought of this second and suddenly realized that what was buried in his former calm and cold mood for all people and things was actually extremely deep... timid?

Her more is worse than less. Her sensibility, her forbearance, her silence, her restraint, and even her resistance to getting to know others all arise.

She grabbed the exercise book, shivered for a while, suddenly raised her head and looked straight into the vice principal's eyes.

The voice was very stable: "After school starts, I don't have much energy, I only focus on my daily class, I really didn't do my homework well, and I just wrote and fooled it every day. I'm sorry."

The vice principal said seriously: "That is to say, you can still master the basic knowledge in the classroom?"

Mu Xiang thought: "Of course."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Teacher Huang, who was standing by, couldn't listen, so he reached out and pulled away the exercise book from her hand, and opened it trembled, "You can do this question, this question, this question, this question, this question, this question, this question, this question, this question, this question, you can do this question in the first half of the year and the first half of the year of high school, and this question is completely the additional question I gave in the paper at the end of the last semester. I changed a few numbers. You can do that question correctly, how can you calculate this question wrong?"

Mu Xiangyan stared at him pale, his fingertips trembled slightly under his aggressive questioning, but at the same time, a smile unconsciously broke out from the corner of his mouth.

With her usual personality, she should be reasonable and well-founded at this time, and then try to solve the advantages of "not easy to provoke" such as Teacher Huang in a calm, polite, safe and maximizing manner. Just like her tolerant uncle and aunt who rented her house since childhood, just like Fang Lingli, who once could not afford to offend herself, just like the compromise she chose when she was unreasonably questioned and asked to reread the test papers.

But at this moment, those voices boasting about "his own people" seemed to suddenly become her backing.

She didn't know where she got the confidence. She suddenly had such an impulse for the first time in her life. She imagined Qiao Nan, like the group of students in the class who didn't even buy the face of the teacher when they encountered conflicts, and slapped her grievances and slapped them back with a slap.

She stared at the face full of anger in a stern tone, and her tone was surprisingly gentle: "Teacher Huang, I don't know how to explain it, but if you are so curious, you might as well do this."

"Today's mock exam is also a question set by the school. From the first to the last, you will sit by my side with Director Liu and Principal Deng, and don't leave at all."

"See with your own eyes if I can get the problem done."
Chapter completed!