Learning Makes Me Rich

The students in Class 24 stared at the podium, thinking they would welcome a scolding from the math teacher, but how the story goes is different from what they thought.

Lao Huang didn't curse anymore?

Most of the students in the class have been teachers of Huang’s students for more than a year, and they know his violent temper very well. At this time, he is dumbfounded. The scumbags who realize this are not even sitting. That's right, I sat up straight, raised my ears, and held my breath.

The classroom was silent.

Dozens of eyes fell on Teacher Huang.

The tidbits still comforted the tablemate for a second, and the moment I understood my heart, my eyes lit up:

"Xiu Xiu, did you do well in the exam?"

Zhou Xiu couldn't get the test paper, so she consciously walked to the podium and glanced at her score. Next to the score column was the impressive, bright red 150.

She faintly said to Teacher Huang: "I opened the paper to take the test, and it was less than half of one hundred and fifty points. If the teacher is me, what about the teacher?"

"So, teacher—"あ七^八中文ヤ