Chương 9: Chapter 9 : Changing Classes
Fu Rong smiled, but her smile didn't reach her eyes. Combined with her beautiful face, it looked like a fairy had descended to earth. All the boys were stunned by her beauty, and the girls were burning with jealousy and hatred.
The homeroom teacher shook his head, thinking she was going to forgive them, and lamented in his heart that she was too soft-hearted. But the next minute, his eyes widened in shock.
Fu Rong, with a fast pace, took her water bottle, uncapped it, and poured the water over Li Na's head.
"You b*tch, Fu Rong... I am going to kill you!" Li Na, who cursed and was about to jump on Fu Rong, was stopped by Teacher Zhao.
"Li Na... I was just playing with you. Why are you angry? Just take it lightly. It was just a play, like you were playing with me a minute ago," Fu Rong repeated what Li Na had said to her. Not only Teacher Zhao, but even all her classmates were shocked by Fu Rong. Their mouths were agape, wide enough to stuff an egg in. What happened to Fu Rong, who was soft-hearted and easy to bully? She wouldn't even have the guts to lift her head, and now, was she the one pouring water on Li Na?
With water all over him, the homeroom teacher didn't want to take the class. "Li Na, come to my office." Before leaving, he called for Li Na and left. Li Na, who was asked to follow him, turned to Fu Rong, narrowed her eyes, and stared at her. If looks could kill, she would have murdered Fu Rong a thousand times, though that wouldn't be possible with this 1,000-year-old ghost.
Fu Rong sat in her seat with her backpack as if nothing had happened, unmoved by the scrutiny and unpleasant comments from the rest of the class, or rather, not even the slightest bit interested. Although these students didn't shoot in her previous life, their cutting remarks and attitude had tormented Fu Rong.
"Fu Rong, I heard you did well this morning. It's good to have you back," Qi Yanli walked over to Fu Rong to speak. Fu Rong, who was suppressing her fuming anger upon hearing her voice, looked at her and asked, "Really?" Her lips curled indifferently, her eyes remained calm. She was the one who had caused her misfortune.
Fu Rong kept staring at Qi Yanli until her guilty conscience couldn't stand it anymore, and she found an excuse to run away. Today's Fu Rong felt so wrong, but Qi Yanli didn't think much of it. She only thought that Fu Rong was acting weird because she still blamed her a bit for not standing up for the incident this morning.
Soon, the English teacher came. She scolded Fu Rong and criticized her as useless in front of the whole class due to last month's exams. She was asked either to transfer schools or switch classes since she didn't want to teach a low-quality student who dragged down the class.
Qi Yanli was gleaming with joy when Fu Rong was humiliated. Fu Rong knew the English teacher, Wen Wuyun, was a relative of her aunt Fu Guhua, and she was bribed to humiliate Fu Rong and psychologically weaken her.
She also received a lot of private gifts from the students' parents to care for their children. This time, Fu Guhua should have given a lot more gifts to make a big deal out of the exams so that Fu Rong would break down completely.
Capital City First Middle School was divided into the Elite Class, International Class, and D Class. Those with excellent grades were concentrated in the Elite Class. Those who wanted more practical classes with pure English classes chose International Class, while those with poorer grades were assigned to D Class, where the usual rankings after exams were taken. For students, being kicked out of the Elite Class was an utter disgrace, not to mention Fu Rong, who was directly named, criticized, and publicly notified.
They were also in a crucial situation. Soon, in half a month, the college entrance exams would take place. Someone of low psychological quality could have been embarrassed to meet people after losing face, let alone having their exams reviewed. Likewise, someone who had good mental qualities might still have been traumatized to some degree.
"Teacher Wen... Are you really a teacher? Why don't you go consult a doctor to check your brain? You are too self-righteous. How much did you get bribed to humiliate me?" Fu Rong asked with a smile that sent chills down their spines.
"Fu Rong! What nonsense are you talking about!" Wen Wuyun first looked at Fu Rong in shock, then in rage. No student in her long teaching career had ever dared to speak to her so bluntly, least of all an introverted and timid girl, who had always been silent and shy in her impression.
"Alright... That's too much to put up with these students, and now I can't put up with your way of teaching... I am switching classes." Fu Rong packed her bags and went out to the principal's office. She went straight to the office and requested to switch classes. The International Class's homeroom was Wen Wuyun, so she chose D Class, where the teachers were different from the International and Elite Classes. Though the resources were less compared to both these classes, she would at least have peace.
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