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disuse.

These two words came out of her mouth lightly, as if she didn't think it would hurt the students at all.

When she saw Ye Lan looking over, she smiled politely and appropriately, "I know you feel bad, but grades are inherently divided into good and bad. Next, I will lead Class A to sprint for the national average score of this college entrance examination to be the highest. I can't do it just because You alone are holding us back. Even if you go to the principal about this matter, I won't change my opinion."

She spoke confidently and grandly, as if everything was for the collective and honor.

However, Ye Lan didn't even want to give her a look.

After finishing the last bite of food on the plate, I got up and left.

"Ye Lan." Hao Qing couldn't help but said, frowning: "The teacher talks to you, and you finally have a response. Is this the attitude you should have towards the teacher as a student?"

When the surrounding students who had been poking their heads around to observe this scene, they all stretched their necks out of curiosity to watch the excitement.

Ye Lan paused and turned back with the tray in hand, with a hint of coldness in his brows, "Respecting teachers and respecting morality is of course the basic education, but as a teacher, students are divided into three, six, and nine grades based on their scores. Treating them differently is what a teacher should do. Isn't it like that? You came to me privately, aren't you just afraid that the principal will object if he finds out?"

Two rhetorical questions were thrown out in succession. Although the voice was not loud, because too many people were paying attention, everyone heard clearly, and their faces showed dissatisfaction and contempt in an instant.

Except for Class A and Class F, the other classes in Jiangjing No. [-] Middle School do not have grade areas.

People in Class A usually walk with their eyes on the top of their heads, which makes other students very unhappy.

Hao Qing was asked two questions in a row, and her face turned green and red. She also felt embarrassed when she faced the gazes of the students around her. She quickly stood up and said, "Anyway, I have informed you of the matter. Which class will you be transferred to?" It’s up to you, I’ll handle the procedures for you in the afternoon.”

After saying that, he left in a hurry.

At this time, the students who were watching the excitement gathered around and expressed their opinions one after another.

"Ye Lan, come to our Class D and let the average score go to hell. The average score in the college entrance examination can be engraved on the graves of ancestors."

"Yes, I can't stand people who rely on their grades all the time. If you come to our Class C, I guarantee you won't have so many troubles."

"You have done nothing wrong in the first place, why should you leave? In the afternoon we will go to the principal to seek justice for you!"

Most of the students living in the ivory tower are very simple-minded and sympathize with the weak. Now that they see Ye Lan being bullied, they have a strong sense of justice and want to roll up their sleeves to help her.

Ye Lan never thought that so many people would stand up for her, so she felt warm in her heart. After nodding her thanks one by one, she rejected everyone's kindness.

"I didn't plan to be in Class A either."

Although involution is an inherent pattern in modern society, and it can indeed improve college entrance examination scores, she is here to provide for her retirement, not to be the top test-taker.

For her, it is enough to give this body a college diploma, and she will have to return to the clan in the end.

The incident in the cafeteria quickly reached the principal's ears.

Before the lunch break was over, he led Hao Qing to Class A.

When he saw Ye Lan entering the door, his ugly expression softened, and he stepped forward and asked with concern: "Why did you come back on your own? Is it handled smoothly over there? Is there anyone who needs my help?"

He spoke in a completely ordinary tone, which sounded a little weird.

Ye Lan didn't feel anything was wrong at all, and shook his head calmly: "It has been solved."

Seeing what she said, Chen Maoyuan felt relieved, turned his head and frowned and said: "Teacher Hao, please apologize for your inappropriate words to classmate Ye just now, otherwise I think you may not be qualified to be a class teacher."

Hao Qing was startled, a flash of shock and humiliation flashed in her eyes. She didn't expect that the principal would fire her, a special teacher, for a student, and she felt unwilling and afraid.

But after all, she couldn't leave a stain on the file, so she could only lower her noble head and said softly, "It's my fault, I'm sorry."

When Chen Maoyuan heard this, his eyebrows relaxed a little, and he turned to consult the girl's opinion with his eyes.

Ye Lan didn't care about her at first. After nodding to show that he knew, he said to Chen Maoyuan calmly: "Principal, I want to transfer to Class F."

"Ah? Class F?" Chen Maoyuan was stunned when he heard it. He reacted for two seconds before hurriedly saying: "If something like this happens, I can understand that you don't want to be in Class A, but there is no need to transfer to Class F. You know that you……"

"Yeah, I know." He was interrupted by Ye Lan before he finished speaking, "Class F is the last class in the grade, but I want to go."

The thought of wanting to go completely blocked all Chen Maoyuan's persuasion.

In the end, he could only sigh heavily, "Okay, in fact, the teaching staff of each class is the same. As long as you are determined to learn, it will be the same wherever you go."

The reason why Class A and Class F are separated is actually just to ensure the admission rate. Chen Maoyuan will not favor one over the other in terms of resource allocation.

Ye Lan didn't say that he went to Class F just because he didn't want to be involved in studying. He simply packed up his desk and left without looking back.

Behind him, Hao Qing breathed a sigh of relief, finally settling his worries.

Although she lost face, Ye Lan, the black sheep, was gone. As long as she improved her average grade in Class A and got good grades in the college entrance examination, I would not believe that the principal would still support her.

On the other side, Ye Lan carried the two remaining books and a pen and walked through the corridor from Class A.

She was originally a popular figure on campus, and her every move attracted much attention. Now that she is getting further and further away, everyone can't help but murmur.

"This is the boundary of Class F. What is she doing there?"

"Did you go and help her? Don't go over and get beaten later. Those guys in Class F are not easy to mess with."

……

Everyone was still hesitant to discuss the result, and then when they looked up, they found that Ye Lan had arrived at the door of Class F, took a long step... and went in directly? !

"Damn it, go call the teacher, something big is going to happen!"

The surrounding students immediately panicked and rushed to the teacher's office.

Who knew that there is an unwritten rule in Class F of Senior Three, that is, non-class students are not allowed to enter.

Someone once broke in because he didn't believe in evil, and was beaten until he lay in the hospital for half a month.

And Ye Lan's small body... no one can even imagine it!

Just as the corridor was in chaos, Ye Lan walked into Class F dignifiedly, and went straight to the empty table in the back row by the window and sat down.

All members of Class F: "..."

The silence lasted for about three seconds. There was a creak on the side and someone kicked the table.

"No, what do these mean? Beauty Ye, now that she's famous, she doesn't even have to wear her eyes when walking, right?" The other party stood up and took a few steps over, slamming into two tables in a row.

The book Ye Lan put on was knocked crooked, and she couldn't help but turn her head to look at the young man who was speaking.

The young man was tall and muscular, and his eyebrows were habitually raised, showing a bit of sternness, which made him look very scary.

But the moment the two people's eyes met, he actually felt his strength dwindle, and he looked away first, not daring to look at her.

"Move." The girl said calmly.

"Oh." The young man responded obediently. When he realized what he had done, he wanted to slap himself to death.