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Chapter 10 Our Class E does not collect garbage

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    It was Yang Zheng who answered the call.  She is the head teacher of Class E, the international class in the third year of high school.

    Fang Yueling was not happy when she heard this, but when she saw that it was Yang Zheng who was speaking, she could only hold back her temper: "Teacher Yang, don't worry, I will hire an English tutor for Rongrong and try to keep up with her study progress as soon as possible.  "

    Yang Zheng sneered: "English is all about accumulation. Now it's more than three months before the college entrance examination. What are you doing with such a little time?"

    As she spoke, she glanced at Song Qinrong, as if she knew that what she said next would embarrass the other party, so she simply spoke in English.

    "Don't think that I don't know. You just think our E class is a garbage collection class! All kinds of bad students are crammed in. It's because of this that the atmosphere of E class is getting worse and worse! Director Fang, I'm going to  I have said it before, students like this who come in through the back door are not welcome in Class E!"

    "Teacher Yang!"

    Fang Yueling shouted.

    She subconsciously looked at Song Qinrong and saw that he had a calm face. She probably didn't understand what she just said. Then she secretly breathed a sigh of relief and replied in English: "As a teacher, please don't look at students with colored glasses."

    "Colored glasses?" Yang Zheng knocked on the file on the table with a mocking look on his face, "I came from the countryside and took three years off from school. I haven't even been admitted to college at the age of 21. Miss Fang, what level is your sister? I  You should know better than me whether I am wearing colored glasses by not letting her enter Class E, right?"

    She has already spoken in English that the other party cannot understand, just to avoid hurting the students' self-esteem. Isn't it enough?

    "Besides, which student in the attached middle school didn't come in after passing the exam? Now she doesn't even need to take the exam, she just wants to give it to me directly. Isn't this using Class E as a garbage dump? I don't have a habit of collecting garbage!"

    "Teacher Yang!" Fang Yueling was really angry and said angrily, "Trash and rubbish that keeps its mouth shut. Is this the quality of the teachers in the attached middle school? I think"

    "I think it's really not possible, why don't you go to Class F?" Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, Uncle Fang, who had been silent, hurriedly spoke to save the situation.

    "Class F?" Fang Yueling frowned slightly.

    That was the class with the worst grades in the attached middle school.

    "How can any of the children of the Song family enter Class F?" She was reluctant.

    "There is no way. The head teacher of Class F owes me a favor, and I can guarantee that the child will be put in. Other classes" Uncle Fang said, and glanced at Yang Zheng in embarrassment, "I can't give you a guarantee."

    After all, if a student who refuses to accept even Class E, how about Class ABCD?

    Fang Yueling sadly discovered that in the current situation, she seemed to have no choice at all.

    She looked at Song Qinrong in embarrassment: "Rongrong, Class F"

    "Okay." Song Qinrong nodded calmly.

    Seeing that Song Qinrong agreed so readily, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.

    Especially Yang Zheng.

    If she really had to fight with the Fang family, she wouldn't have an easy time.

    Thinking of this, she suddenly became more pleased with Song Qinrong and said in Chinese: "Class F is very good. As long as you study hard, gold will shine wherever it is."

    "Thank you, teacher." Song Qinrong stood up with the book in her hands and replied calmly as she walked towards the door, "With you in Class E, the class atmosphere will not be ruined by those rubbish students who want to take the back door."

    "That's good, that's good" Yang Zheng nodded habitually, suddenly thought of something, and his eyes widened suddenly.

    ??Trash students?  Bringing bad vibes?

    ¡°Could it be thatshe understood everything just said?  !

    ¡­¡­

    After spending some time in the school director¡¯s office, Song Qinrong completed the admission procedures and met Gu Daxun, the head teacher of Class F. The morning self-study was almost over.

    Gu Daxun took her directly to the door of Class F.

    Although it is Class F, which is full of poor students, it is still the sprint period for the senior year of high school. Most of the people are reading seriously or studying by themselves, and only a few of the thorny ones in the class are whispering.

    "Are you serious? That bumpkin in the school manager's office who just came from the countryside is really the sister of Goddess Song?" The boy with tinfoil-permed curly hair said as he nudged the boy in the front row with his elbow.

    The boy in the front row glanced at him sideways: "Why are you lying to me? This is what Meng Yan from Class A said personally. Hey, do you think the goddess's sister is as beautiful as the goddess?"

    "Hey, how beautiful can a country bumpkin be?" On the other side of the aisle, a long-haired girl sneered unceremoniously, "Besides, Senior Sister Yiyi graduated two years ago. How come her sister is still in her third year of high school??  "

    "??? Yes! I bet this is not only a country bumpkin, but also an old aunt?"

    Gu Daxun walked into the classroom at this moment.

    "Let me introduce you to everyone." After signaling everyone to stop their morning reading, he patted Song Qinrong on the shoulder, "This is the new student in our class."

    As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Song Qinrong curiously.

    In the attached middle school, it is rare to transfer students to another class.  What's more, I'm still in my senior year of high school.

    The new classmates are a bit fierce.

    "Hello everyone, my name is Song Qinrong. I hope that by showing my love, Lotus will smile."

    Her tone of voice was neither urgent nor slow, and her speaking voice was like the wintersweet blooming outside facing the frost, with a cool and sweet fragrance.

    The students were a little startled after hearing this.

    "Let's welcome classmate Song." Gu Daxun smiled, pointing to a quiet and introverted girl with thick bangs and said, "You can sit next to Tang Xin."

    The girl who was named pursed her lips and said nothing. She just watched Song Qinrong walk up to her and lowered her eyes before the other party looked at her.

    It seems that this new deskmate is a bit shy.

    Song Qinrong was thinking as she was sorting out her textbooks, regardless of the looks of those around her watching the show, and the teasing "these two people are perfect for each other sitting together" that came from time to time.

    Gu Daxun gave a few brief explanations and then went out.  The get out of class bell rang, and the classroom instantly became lively.

    "Why!"

    Song Qinrong suddenly heard a voice above her head, speaking condescendingly, "Old aunt, why are you in our class?"

    "Old aunt?" Song Qinrong raised her eyebrows and looked at the young man with tinfoil-permed hair in front of her, "Are you calling me?"

    "Yes, auntie." As if he was deliberately trying to embarrass the other party, Tinfoil emphasized each word with a mischievous smile on his face, "I heard that you are the sister of the school beauty Song.  She is our senior sister, senior sister¡¯s sister, isn¡¯t that the old aunt?¡±

    As soon as these words came out, there were snickering sounds all around.

    But Song Qinrong nodded seriously as if she had no idea: "You are right."

    Song Qinrong¡¯s reaction made Tinfoil Fang feel interesting. He sat astride the seat in front of her and said in a lazy voice: "Then you still have the nerve to come to our class"

    "Don't be so polite."

    Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Song Qinrong.

    With a serious and loving look on her face, she reached out her hand and patted the other person on the head.

    "Just call me Aunt Rong." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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