Chapter 139

"Anling, you dishonest guy, how did I believe you at the beginning? It's really lard." Only listen to the sound of "pa", Song Mu's hand heavily patted on the table in front of Anling, condescending, eyes Ling Lie staring at his temperament aggressive, as if the next second will peel him alive and swallow him. Anling is not afraid at all, but also slightly raised his eyes and glanced at Song Mu, without saying a word, looking careless and careless. Are you ignored and looked down upon? ! See an Ling subtle, even can be said to be almost no response, Song Mu immediately angry not hit a place, clenched fist trembled, the white palm soon revealed a bright red mark. "Song Mu, what are you doing standing there? Hurry back to your position and sit down." At the critical moment when Song Mu was about to "show his talents", the head teacher happened to come in from the door. Looking at the whole class, Song Mu was the only one standing there, which was very eye-catching and abrupt. He didn't have to look at it specially. At first glance. "I'm sorry, teacher." Song Mu hurriedly put down his aggressive fist hanging in mid-air, embarrassed to smile, then obediently returned to his position and sat down. However, from the pursed mouth and fundus of the fire, Song Mu's unconvinced heart can be clearly felt. She is just trying her best to suppress it. Maybe the next second will be because I can't stand it, and it is possible to lift the classroom. "What means did you use to recruit truthfully?" From the moment the bell rang, Song Mu remained silent, staring at the blackboard with dull eyes all the way. People were sitting in the classroom, but the soul did not know where it had flown. As time goes by, Song Mu's eyebrows are getting tighter and tighter, and they are almost connected into a line, with a proper eight-character eyebrow. Finally, in the middle of the class, Song Mu finally couldn't stand the suffering in his heart, and asked what had been bothering him. "What kind of person do you think I am? I am not the kind of person who plays with small thoughts in Yichen, that is, I just made some suggestions with the class teacher." According to Chen, he was very dissatisfied with Song Mu's evaluation of his words. He also raised his eyebrows and opened his mouth to defend his innocence. His tone seemed to be mixed with some pride. The appearance of being totally clean and self-aware was really worth beating, which made people see the degree to which they wanted to beat a meal. "Class teacher......?" Song Mu muttered these three words in a low voice at last, and his dark eyes gradually became unfathomable, staring at a certain place and lost in thought. In this case, it is necessary for her to go to the office after class, ask the ins and outs of the matter, and see what is going on. However, asking openly does not necessarily lead to anything. Beating about the bush is obviously the most appropriate and effective way. "3... 2... 1... Class is over." Song Mu's sharp eyes were fixed on the watch on his wrist. His mouth was still reciting the numbers silently. His body had been slightly lifted from his seat. He seemed to be fully prepared and rushed out of the classroom at the moment when class was over. "Ding Rinrin-" A melodious bell rang on time and on time. This ordinary bell without any characteristics is more beautiful than the piano music in Song Mu's eyes at this moment. "Teacher, I have some questions to ask. Is it convenient for you now?" Song Mu stood respectfully at the door of the office and knocked on the door three times politely. He was clever and unreasonable. The image of madness in peace was quite different. "It turned out to be Song Mu. It's really a rare visitor. If I remember correctly, this is the first time you came to the office after class." The head teacher's eyes flashed a little surprise, his mouth opened slightly, and then he recovered his calm. After all, he was a teacher by example and could not lose his manners in front of the students. "How come, teacher, don't I also consider you? I am so tired in class at ordinary times. It's hard to get to the rest time. Doesn't it seem that I have no emotional intelligence when I trouble you again?" Song Mu smiled foolishly, raised his hand and scratched his hair. He walked to the teacher's side with a light and elegant pace and "argued". "As far as you are talkative, go ahead and ask me any questions." The teacher didn't seem to blame Song Mu. She patted her on the back symbolically, glanced at her angrily, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously evoked a smile with a little spoil. Song Mu's head teacher is an English teacher, and Song Mu's English has always been controlled by Gu Jingxiu. Naturally, his grades will not be bad. He is always in the top five in the class, and the head teacher is also very happy. Therefore, Song Mu has naturally become a good student in the eyes of the teacher. The blessing of this benefit is still very useful and convenient in many aspects, such as the present one. "In fact, there is no big deal. I just want to ask the teacher if I don't perform well in class at ordinary times. If there is, the teacher doesn't have to mention it. Just tell me directly. I will definitely change it!" Song Mu's attitude of admitting mistakes was so positive that the class teacher was startled, and almost all the coffee he drank into his mouth couldn't resist it. Hurriedly took out a paper towel to wipe his mouth, adjusted his state, apologetically smiled at Song Mu, then asked in a slightly embarrassed and puzzled tone. "You usually have a good class. You listen carefully and speak actively. I didn't say you are not good. What's wrong with your child..." The head teacher suddenly paused at some point, cocked his head and thought for a moment, like suddenly thinking of something, unconsciously raised a smile, looked at Song Mu helplessly shook his head, and then opened his mouth to explain. "You mean to change your seat. This is not for fear that you will affect your classmates. It is the classmate Yichen who came to me privately. He said that the position was too partial to see clearly, and his English scores were not very good. I wanted to find someone to study more, so I arranged for him." The head teacher spoke out without breathing a breath. Naturally, he took Song Mu's hand and patted it twice to show comfort and let her not think much. "Yi Chen's classmate will give it to you. I specially looked at his grades. It is true that English is weak. You should take it well, you know?" Song Mu, who looked at the fervent eyes of trust, was a little embarrassed. His face seemed to be burning. He had never heard of such a solemn and heavy entrustment before. "It turns out that this is the case... Well, I will definitely live up to the teacher's trust in me." Out of the office, Song Mu's face darkened instantly. I didn't expect this to make this move in the morning, knowing that the head teacher only looked at the results. Song Mu didn't good the spirit spit in his heart, and kicked the empty bottle at his feet to one side to relieve his resentment. "Teacher, I don't think I am competent for this job. To speak results, my English is much better than mine. I am firmly in the first place. She is the first in every speech. Isn't it more representative than me?" Song Mu was unwilling and turned back halfway. He stood breathlessly at the table and put forward his own opinions and suggestions to the head teacher. This is not an emptiness, but it does happen. English is not generally good. Even the head teacher is full of praise, saying that she was born to learn English. She still understands the principle of "treating a man in his own way". Since he knows how to grasp weaknesses, does she Song Mu not know? "After hearing what you said, it seems that the same is true. How can I forget the child of Yan Xin?" The smile on the head teacher's face suddenly enlightened and nodded with satisfaction. It seems that Song Mu's rhetoric succeeded. "Since Yichen has been transferred, can Anling come back? My math still depends on him." "OK, you go back and inform." Song Mu, who left the office this time, was happy to think of a child who had just got a lollipop. He jumped and jumped with joy. He didn't even care about the strange eyes cast by his classmates along the way. "Anling, the teacher agreed to transfer you back." As soon as he entered the classroom door, Song Mu went straight to Anling and excitedly told him the good news. Anling listened to also a little one leng, looked up and squinted at Song Mu, as if he had doubts about his words, it seems that the number of times he was played at ordinary times is not a few. "Can I lie to you about such a top priority, do I want to be such an unappreciative person?" Song Mu didn't buy Anling's suspicion. He glanced at him with a supercilious look and then patted himself on the chest, looking like he was confident, as if he were saying "who lied to you and who was the dog". With the active help of Song Mu, Anling's position and Yichen's position were successfully exchanged, and Yichen was not present at that time, so he was not aware of the long-planned plan. "You change your seat privately. How should you explain when you come in the morning?" Yan Xin and Si Rouwan have been standing by and witnessing the whole process. Finally, a few words came out weakly, showing a worried expression. "Didn't he want to find someone to tutor English? My good man did it to help him. Shouldn't he thank me?" Song Mu's eyes revealed complex feelings, and her eyes kept looking at her heart, which really made her feel uneasy and something bad happened. "Yichen, when you came back, you were just informed that the teacher changed your position to the side of the heart, saying that this would help your grades improve faster." Seeing Yichen's figure, Song Mu couldn't wait to shout to him. His tone was mixed with triumph. He looked at him with his head held high. His eyebrows were flying and his eyes were full of disdain. "......" According to the morning did not speak, but leng in situ, stretching eyebrows gradually twisted up, black face can drop ink, eagle-like dark eyes let a person see really afraid.