In the light of the carbide fire, it suddenly occurred to her that the last place in the classroom near the trash can was empty.

If it is still according to the original class configuration, then she is the extra person, and the extra person naturally has to sit in the extra position.

So she walked straight to the position next to the trash can, and sure enough, Zou Mo's originally malicious eyes became resentful.

At the same time, Mr. Jiang, who taught history class, pushed the door and walked in.

When she saw the vacancy, her brow furrowed, and she pulled out a roster from under the podium and began to roll call.

However, Li Qingruo couldn't hear anything except her own name, but for the sake of safety, she still shouted.

After buttoning the roster, Teacher Jiang became even more impatient, and she threw the textbook and lesson plan onto the podium with a "snap".

"The attendance rate of our class is the lowest in the whole grade, and there is no future if you don't study. The more Mr. Jiang spoke, the more energetic he became, and his spit flew.

Tired of talking, Mr. Jiang picked up the glass of water and took a sip of water, "Let's turn the textbook to page 214, let's talk about modern history." Even if he becomes a ghost, the lecture can still be so impassioned, Li Qingruo can't help but admire.

Suddenly, Mr. Jiang, who was halfway through the lecture, set his eyes on Li Qingruo, "Li Qingruo, what is the impact of the strange advent on education?".

Just as Li Qingruo was thinking, it was visible to the naked eye that Teacher Jiang's head suddenly became much bigger, and her hair stood up like an electric shock, and she walked over to the stage.

"Are you not listening carefully to the class? Are you deserting? Are you not studying hard?" Teacher Jiang's angry voice became louder and louder, and the malice gathered in his eyes became thicker and thicker.

Answering a question about not being able to get up to the teacher means that you are violating the two rules of not wanting to rebel against the teacher and studying hard.

Just as Teacher Jiang was gradually approaching the last row, Li Qingruo raised his hand, "Teacher, I can't see the blackboard clearly." "

Teacher Jiang, who was originally in a state of anger, suddenly stopped.

After firming up his thoughts, Li Qingruo said loudly, "Teacher Jiang, classmate Zou Mo bullied me and moved my desk and chair to the last row, I can't see the blackboard clearly, I can't hear the lecture clearly, I want to study hard." "

As soon as the words fell, Mr. Jiang's already swollen head seemed to be cracking, and an obvious gap appeared on his forehead.

But she changed her target, she looked at Zou Mo in the front row, walked quickly to her side, and tore her to pieces in Zou Mo's frightened eyes with lightning speed.

At the same time, Ms. Jiang's emotions were not alleviated, and she kept repeating "why should you bully your classmates" and "bad children should be punished".

It turns out that even if you break the rules weirdly, you will be eliminated.

Just when Li Qingruo breathed a sigh of relief, Teacher Jiang suddenly teleported in front of her, and the gap on that terrifying face was still getting bigger, and it had expanded to her nose, "Why did she only bully you?"

Li Qingruo's breath was stagnant, and he tentatively said, "Teacher, it's time to go to class, we have to study hard." "

Teacher Jiang's emotions suddenly returned, and she returned to the podium to continue the unfinished lecture.

But Li Qingruo's mood did not calm down, because now, the stipulated class time has long passed, but Teacher Jiang on the podium is still talking.

Seeing that there was still one minute before the next class, she couldn't wait for Teacher Jiang to stop, so she raised her hand, "Teacher Jiang, I want to go to the bathroom." "

Unexpectedly, Mr. Jiang agreed.

Just as she was about to leave the classroom, Teacher Jiang suddenly spoke.

"Li Qingruo, you are from the countryside, you have a poor foundation, you can't keep up with the progress of the course, if you don't study hard, you will really become a poor student. "

"Thank you, teacher. Li Qingruo politely thanked him and left the classroom.

Just when she pinched the point and pushed the classroom open, Teacher Jiang on the podium had already been replaced by the Chinese teacher Teacher Su.

Teacher Su wrinkled his eyebrows, very displeased, "Li Qingruo, do you know that you are late?"

Li Qingruo raised her head to look at the clock above the blackboard, obviously there were still 30 seconds, but thinking that she couldn't resist the teacher's rules, she lowered her head and apologized, "I'm sorry, Teacher Su." "

Teacher Su snorted coldly: "You can stand and listen to this class." "

Li Qingruo did not refute, and obediently went to the last row to stand.

In her impression, Mr. Su is a gentle and intellectual intellectual, and he is always gentle and gentle to students.

There is also Teacher Jiang, who mentioned the situation of "me" before the end of class.

Li Qingruo was born and raised in S City, his parents are both dual-income workers, he has never changed schools, and his grades in various subjects are also top-notch, and he was admitted to this high school three months ago as a math teacher.

In other words, "I" may really have existed in this classroom, but Li Qingruo didn't know it.

There used to be a student on the table and chair in front of the trash can, but when Li Qingruo was teaching, he was gone, maybe he was transferred, suspended, or died.

She remembered that there were student files in the dean's office, and maybe she should find a way to sneak in and take a look.

This "me" may be the key to escape.

Just as she was thinking about how to sneak into the dean's office, she suddenly saw a strand of brown hair standing on the book.

The rules used to state that you should not feed stray cats, and if the teacher found out, they would be severely punished.

So maybe "I" once secretly fed a stray cat.

Since Li Qingruo was standing, she needed to bend down to take notes, and the moment she stood up, her hairs suddenly stood up.

In her peripheral vision, there was an eye, a broken keyhole snooping on them.

Calm down, if Li Qingruo pretends to be fine, she has to study hard and can't be distracted.

Even though the pen in her hand began to tremble slightly, she still stared at the teacher on the podium.

If I guessed correctly, that eye should be that of the teaching director, Mr. Zhu.

She once heard Zou Mo mention that the director of education likes to appear at the back door quietly, and then catch students who don't study hard.

In normal times, being caught will only be a reprimand, and the most serious thing is just calling parents.

But now, if she was caught, she didn't dare to think about it.

Sure enough, Teacher Zhu slowly pushed open the back door of the classroom.

When she passed by Li Qingruo, she only felt that her scalp was numb.

Fortunately, Teacher Zhu skipped her and went straight to a few students in front of her.

Those few classmates who deserted or wandered away were pinched and blown out of their heads by Teacher Zhu.

Brains overflowed, and some of them spilled on Li Qingruo, but she still listened attentively to the lecture and didn't dare to be distracted.

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