School tyrant goddess look at me

Chapter 71 Learning 1
"Oh, by the way, there is one more thing. After the exam, I will assign seats according to the results this time. And after the seats are assigned this time, the next seat assignment will have to wait until the midterm exam in the last semester of the third year of high school. I heard that Ah! Don’t run up to me and ask for a seat adjustment, you won’t be allowed to know?!”

As soon as the words fell, the class immediately turned their heads to discuss like a pot had exploded.

Their current seat was changed at the beginning of the second year of high school, and they chose their own seats, and they were basically good friends at the same table.

This suddenly said that seats should be assigned according to their grades, which meant that they should be separated from their good friends. How could they be willing to do this.

There are more and more unwilling voices, and they are getting louder.

Bai Muting subconsciously turned his head to look at the people around him. She put her left hand to her ear, and held a pen in her right hand. With her eyes downcast lazily, she was scribbling on the book, as if all of this had nothing to do with her.

He pursed his lips and looked away.

He doesn't want to be at the same table with others.

"Teacher! Can I not change it!" Someone couldn't help asking.

As soon as the voice fell, many people immediately echoed:

"Yes, yes! Can't I just change it!"

"Yes! Why do you have to change seats! What does learning have to do with seats!"

"Being at the same table with someone who has a good relationship will make your study more efficient, won't it!"

"That's right, I don't want to change my deskmate! This will affect my studies!"

"..."

Hu Zhenguo swept across the opposing faces, frowned, patted the table and said in a deep voice:
"Quiet quiet!"

When the class was completely quiet, he continued:

"It's useless for anyone to object, the seat has been changed this time! Take out the textbook, we will teach a new lesson in this class."

It was rare for Hu Zhenguo to speak so seriously and imposingly. Although the crowd was dissatisfied, they still did not dare to be too presumptuous.

Someone sighed loudly on purpose, and several people couldn't help but sigh along with it, and a sense of helplessness and pity spread throughout the class.

Hu Zhenguo didn't seem to hear it, picked up the book, and started to lecture loudly.

A group of people saw him so resolute, their hearts sank, and they thought it was hopeless...

After the change of seats, everyone seemed to be even less energetic. After a math class, most of them fell asleep.

And An Le, who likes to sleep most on weekdays, didn't sleep in this class, and not only didn't sleep, she seemed to be listening to the class very seriously...

An Le's sudden change made Hu Zhenguo feel flattered.

An Le actually took the initiative to listen to his class!
It really scared him a little bit!

Glancing at the people around her from the corner of his eye, he suddenly remembered something, and automatically attributed the credit for An Le's taking the initiative to attend the class to Bai Muting.

He felt so relieved, and said that it was right to choose Bai Muting as her tablemate!
"In the last class, the history teacher asked for leave. The history class was changed to a math class. Later, I will ask Bai Muting to hand out another set of test papers. I will do it in the last class. I can do as much as I can, and I must hand it in after class!"

"Ah—math class again!"

"Oh, my brain hurts! Maths every day! I'm going to be autistic!"

"Crazy crazy!"

Ignoring the howling ghosts and howling wolves, Hu Zhenguo closed the book, said get out of class was over, left the classroom with a polite smile.

An Le bit the cap of her pen, staring at the test paper in her hand, lost in thought.

How to do this question?

Watching the teacher leave the classroom, Bai Muting subconsciously turned his head to look at An Le, seeing her biting the pen cap, he couldn't help frowning.

"Anle."

"Huh?" She bit her pen cap and raised her head in response.

The black pen cap was biting between the red lips and the white teeth. The simple and common little gestures were made by her, but they were inexplicably tempting. He suddenly thought of something...

Facing her confused peach blossom eyes, he coughed lightly, suppressed the unruly thoughts in his heart, and said in a low voice:

"Don't bite the pen cap, it's not clean..."

(End of this chapter)