He Tingting was writing materials, and Qin Hao approached her; she must have felt his presence but did not look up.
Not far from the side, Qin Hao saw Huang Bo, the teacher he had just had in class, watching him.
Seeing that He Tingting was still writing without looking up, Qin Hao asked, "Teacher, did you say you were looking for me?"
He Tingting put down her pen, looked up at him with a delicate face, a calm expression, and bright eyes that revealed a hint of intelligence.
She said, "As a class representative and being a sleep during class, Qin Hao, do you think that sets a good example?"
Qin Hao replied earnestly, "It's not good, I have failed the trust you placed in me as your teacher, and I feel I am not suitable for this position.
Perhaps you should give the role of class representative to a more capable student?"
At first, He Tingting thought his remarks were reasonable, but his later words took on a different tone.