Next, throughout the afternoon, no teacher came to teach Qiao Lingxiang and the others again. There was a gossip that several teachers at Xiangcheng Middle School were fired, including the junior high school, and the teachers with poor teaching quality.

The poor teaching quality here does not mean that their own teaching is very bad, but compared with the entire Xiangcheng Middle School teaching staff, the comprehensive teaching level lies in the lower reaches of the team.

But Qiao Lingxiang actually likes one of the very old math teachers. When he was in math class, he liked to teach in Xiangcheng dialect while walking. His voice was loud and loud, so he taught Qiao Lingxiang to hear it very clearly.

After class, Qiao Lingxiang asked him questions, and he would not show any impatience because of Qiao Lingxiang's figure or the simple and innocent questions he asked.

He always explains patiently, and it is the same for any student who comes to ask his questions until he explains the steps to the students who ask questions clearly.

It’s just because he has always taught in dialect, his Mandarin level is not up to standard, and his comprehensive teaching scores are very low by the school administrator, so he is labeled as having poor teaching quality.

When Qiao Lingxiang heard that he was fired, she felt sad again.

This is one of the few people she loved, another hole that left her world and made her heart break into a lot.

Just like this, the hole in Qiao Lingxiang's heart became bigger and bigger, and finally it became empty.

Just when Qiao Lingxiang and the others had no teacher to attend class, Cen Yi could not check much about the situation in their high school. Qiao Yuelan and Wen Yuansi were both transferred to the key class of the grade by their class teacher.

The rest of Cen Yi, who was so poor that both the gods and the people were angry with each other, and everyone thought it was boring to attend class, so they simply ran to the court to play football.

Just when Cen Yi and a group of people went downstairs noisy, Lu Zhengqing and several other boys mentioned Qiu Chen, Xiong Yangbo and Zhong Tie's back collars, and met Cen Yi and the others at the corner of the stairs.

"Ayi, I've found you."

Lu Zhengqing blinked a pair of peach blossom eyes and threw Qiu Chen in his hand to Cen Yi's feet. He lazily leaned against the wall, took out a box of cigarettes from his pants pocket, and pulled out one from it.

A senior high school student next to him, holding Xiong Yangbo in his hand, also threw Xiong Yangbo to the ground and cursed:

"After searching for these three and a half days, Brother Cen, guess what the three of them are going to do? We were one step away from the school gate."

"What? I'll run away if I hit someone?"

Cen Yi twisted his neck, squatted down and looked at Qiu Chen on the ground, stretched out his hand, slapped Qiu Chen on the face, slapped Qiu Chen's eyes and stared at him, and Cen Yi said:

"I heard that you went to find...what is it because I hit you in the morning?"

He thought about going to Qiao Yuelan to find out Xiangxiang's full name, but before he could talk to Qiao Yuelan, she was called out by the teacher and sent to the key class.

At this time, it was so weird to call her "Xiangxiang" in front of so many people.

Fortunately, Lu Zhengqing reminded Cen Yi for a moment.

"I heard that it's called Qiao Lingxiang."

"Oh, yes, I hit you, you'll go and ask Qiao Lingxiang for trouble?"
Chapter completed!