"Guo Miao, you must have just transferred here. Are you adapting well? Although there are no restrictions on registrations for this English competition, I think you should focus on catching up with everyone's learning progress. What do you think?"
Gu Ze's words were not subtle; they were clearly mocking her!
"And the results of the competition are linked to the evaluation of the teacher. Is this how you treat your teacher?"
"Mr. Gu, are you my English teacher?" Guo Miao stood up and looked at Gu Ze, her eyes calm.
"I'm doing this for your teacher's sake. Why are you still talking back to me as a teacher?" Gu Ze had always been in charge of the elite class and had always looked down on the students in the trash class, Class 10.
Most of the students here had paid money to get in, and she looked down on trash from the countryside even more.
