Mr. Zhou’s Little Cutie

Teacher Zhao only found out about this when he returned to the office after class.

Meng Yutang was right, Teacher Li just wanted to leave them alone.

But what she actually thought was that someone would come and invite her back.

But no one came until Teacher Zhao came back from get out of class.

She couldn't help getting angrier.

After adding fuel and vinegar, Mr. Zhao left the office angrily.

Teacher Zhao is really a little angry, but now at the critical moment of the third year of high school, she is angry with the teacher!

But what he saw when he walked into the classroom was a group of people sitting obediently in their seats, reading books quietly without making a fuss.

He was inexplicably a little less angry.

He is a gentle person, and when he saw the child being well-behaved, his heart softened immediately.

"Know it's wrong?"

The tone was still a little harsher, wanting them to understand the seriousness of the matter.

They all looked up at him without speaking.

All the youthful little faces are all listless now.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

He is not such a dogmatic person, and he will not easily listen to Mr. Li's one-sided words.

The children still have to listen.

"Who will tell?"

He looked around at everyone, all looked at him and didn't speak.

He couldn't help but soften his tone: "Don't think that you can let you go if you don't speak. You are still embarrassed to look at me after you have made the English teacher go away."

The classroom was too quiet.

Teacher Zhao rubbed his temples, really unable to say anything serious to the big innocent eyes of these children.

"Don't be cute with me here, let's make things clear first."

Only then did someone finally speak weakly.

"Teacher, it's not entirely our fault. Teacher Li's words are too ugly..."

"That's right……"

"Yes, I must have told you about us again..."

"That's right, teacher, you can't just listen to what Teacher Li said."

Teacher Zhao clapped his hands to make them stop.

"Then you should send someone to explain it clearly to me, who do I listen to when I talk all over the place?"

After saying this, they all fell silent again.

Meng Yutang pulled aside the stool and stood up: "Let me tell."

Everyone turned to look at her.

"It has nothing to do with them. It's because I came late and spoke in a bad manner and left the teacher."

Her tone was soft and she couldn't hear any emotion.

"No! We went out by ourselves later on. Old Zhao, don't listen to her. A little girl can speak so many words that she will drive the teacher away."

"That's right! It's obviously Mr. Li who speaks harshly, and he can't understand that we are leaving by ourselves."

"That's right, you might as well just apply for a new teacher for us, she doesn't like us anyway."

It was another noisy meal.

Meng Yutang turned around and walked out.

"Teacher, let's go out and talk."

Everyone looked at her quietly, walked out first and then Teacher Zhao followed.

They walked out of the classroom and started talking in low voices immediately.

"No, she really wants to carry it down alone."

"Although what happened later was because she was punished for coming late, but we did it voluntarily. We can't let her carry it alone!"

"That's right! Her delicate skin and tender flesh have never been tortured or scolded since she was a young lady, what if she is punished!"

"Yup!"

"Sure, there's no problem. Meng Yutang, don't you guys look at her as if she is very relaxed? Is it my illusion? Why do you think she is different..."

"No, maybe it's because things are more serious..."

"Maybe, but I always feel that her aura when she spoke just now made me dare not refute..."