Chapter 89 Professor from Qingdao University is coming
Qiao Nian went to school the next day.
Shen Qingqing dragged her to reveal the big gossip to her.
Chen Xi, the head teacher of Class B, has been fired, and Class B needs a new teacher.
Chen Yuan sneered from the side: "She should have left a long time ago. That kind of person is not worthy of being a teacher."
Even Shen Qingqing nodded: "That's right, there are no teachers who always target students. They are still students in other classes. They have bad character, no matter how good they are in teaching. It's a great joy that she's gone. Well done. It’s wonderful to walk, and it’s croaking!”
The school finally became wise for once.
Seeing the two of them looking happy, Liang Bowen poured cold water on the side: "Chen Xi is gone, but Class B will have a new head teacher. Besides, haven't you heard?"
Shen Qingqing: "What did you hear?"
Qiao Nian was not interested in their topic. She was just a little surprised to hear that Chen Xi was fired. She didn't know why she always had a feeling that this matter had something to do with Ye Wangchuan.
But thinking about it carefully, she didn't seem to have said anything about her and Chen Xi last night.
She put down her schoolbag and took out a book. The next period was physical education class. The class was noisy and they couldn't wait to go down and relax.
Qiao Nian felt uncomfortable in her stomach and had no intention of going to class.
"There is a very famous professor from Tsingta University who is coming to our school to give lectures. I heard that he will come two or three days a month to give lectures on advanced mathematics. The school will arrange his open classes for every senior class."
Someone in the class heard what he said and was very surprised.
"Tsinghua University? Professor? Come to our school?"
This is too ridiculous! What kind of level is Tsinghua University? No. 1 Middle School is well-known in the surrounding area, but it is not even ranked last in Beijing. Professors from Tsinghua University come to their school to help the poor?
Liang Bowen glanced in the direction of Qiao Nian. Everything about Sister Nian was good, but her family conditions were a bit poor. He sighed in his heart, put his hands in his pockets, and pursed his lips: "The people in Class B are saying, Qing Qing The reason why the great professor came to our school is because of the campus belle. Her boyfriend is a top student at Tsinghua University and has a good relationship with all the tutors in the school. The campus belle’s boyfriend came to our school because of the help of the professor..."
Since the last time Class A and Class B had a feud, the relationship between the two classes was not good. Everyone was immediately disgusted when they heard that Professor Qiao Ai came here because of Qiao Ai.
No one wants to talk to me anymore.
Shen Qingqing frowned and said with an irritated expression: "Hey, Qiao Ai and those people in Class B are getting complacent again. That professor from Qingdao University has too poor eyesight to see that it is a flower swaying in the wind." White lotus?"
Gee, she knows how to curse. Liang Bowen poked her forehead, half-smiling: "It's so bitter, who asked her to find a powerful boyfriend?"
Shen Qingqing glared at him angrily, covered her forehead and ran away, shouting back: "Yes, so it only means that some boys in our class are incompetent and cannot hire professors from Tsingta University to help them!"
At this time, Qiao Nian's cell phone rang.
It was a text message from Jiang Li.
[Nian Nian, your dad is worried that you are not used to studying alone in No. 1 Middle School, so he has applied to the school to come to your school to teach open classes for three days for a month until you graduate from high school. 】
Qiao Nian rubbed her forehead, feeling like "I knew it". Her heart skipped a beat when she heard the words "Professor of Qingda University". Sure enough...
[By the way, I'll be back in a few days. You have to stay at home. Come back and bring you a gift. (*￣3)(ε￣*)】
Qiao Nian looked at the emoticons at the back of the text message and imagined what it would be like for a grown man to send such emoticons. He felt a chill and deleted the text message with an expressionless expression.
(End of chapter)