41: C41 Promotion

C41 Promotion

Most of the students in Class 3 didn't know what was going on. They just thought that some idiot had offended the teacher in the other class over the weekend, so the teacher in charge of the class beat them up.

Not many people took it to heart as they replied with a lazy "Yes".

If they found it interesting, they would never have imagined that the biology teacher Qin Xiuran would be so blunt as to directly report it to their form teacher.

Teachers of Science's Important Class...

Interesting!

Before the class meeting ended, the teacher said, "Tomorrow at the latest, the results of the Science Competition will be released. At that time, the results will be sent via text message to your cell phones. I hope that some of our classmates will be able to get a promotion."

After the homeroom teacher finished speaking, she casually left the classroom.

If he took out the textbook for the next class, he would feel the phone in his bag vibrate.

Ye Zichen took out his phone and saw that there was indeed a text message.

Just as he was about to enter and take a look, the homeroom teacher, who had just returned, rushed into the classroom like a fierce tiger pouncing on its prey.

Everyone was startled and stared at him blankly.

The teacher in charge of the second and third grade had always shown their elegance to others. When had the students ever seen such a teacher in charge?

The quiet classroom remained silent for a while.

"If!" The homeroom teacher roared.

With a flick of his hand, the phone fell to the ground and a crack appeared on it.

If: '...'

Could she give the form teacher a beating?

[System: Answer the Host, no.]

"Come out!" The homeroom teacher shouted in anger as her face flushed, as if she had done something unforgivable.

The class stared gloatingly at him.

If you look at your performance these past few days, you shouldn't have done anything wrong, so you stood up with a clear conscience and walked towards the teacher in charge of the class.

To be able to infuriate the form teacher to such an extent, it could be said that this was unprecedented!

The whole class sat quietly, waiting for the head teacher to cut her.

Unexpectedly, the homeroom teacher suddenly revealed a brilliant smile, clapping on Ruo Ruo's shoulder, and shouted: "It was taught by me! Good! Very good! Very good! Well done! You've really given me too much face! "

Everyone was dumbstruck. In the front row, a female classmate curiously asked, "Old Ben, what happened?"

"If your classmate manages to get first place in the science competition! "Biology first!" The homeroom teacher was in a good mood and her tone was especially gentle.

"Impossible!" Ruyi lost her composure and stood up, using too much force. The chair was knocked to the side.

Her fingers gripped the textbook tightly, her knuckles white, the pages torn, her face filled with shock and resentment that could not be concealed.

The surrounding students looked at her in surprise.

Ru Sisters were very famous in the class and were very different from older sisters. Ru Yi had always been a obedient girl in everyone's eyes. She was understanding and gentle towards everyone, but she had never been like this. Her distorted face made people feel scared.

If he could barely contain his rage, he could feel the rage in his eyes.1

"Did I get it wrong? My sister's grades have always been poor …" Ru Yi forced out a smile.

If it was impossible to become the center of attention!

She could only be an idiot forever. This was the end of her life!

How could she possibly climb to the peak!

The classroom was silent.

"There's no mistake. The organizer of the competition took the initiative to call. How could there be a mistake?" The homeroom teacher frowned, glancing at Ru Yi unhappily before laughing, "Student Xu Yanze's mathematics has also advanced. Two of our classmates have met their expectations!"

The meaning behind his words was that only two people from their class would be able to be promoted to the Science Competition.

Ru Yi's body trembled. She hadn't advanced yet …

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