"Hahaha, Zhang Hua wants to watch the drama unfold, well now I'm really looking forward to seeing how this guy wraps it up."
Zhou Jie was still fuming mad twenty seconds ago, but now he lay back in his chair, clutching his phone and laughing non-stop.
Oh man, watching his old rival get roasted like this, why does it make him so darn happy?
Zhang Hua also realized his predicament, and in his fury, he deleted the post and then slammed his phone down on the desk, roaring endlessly, "That bastard Zhou Jie actually dares to do this to me, see? That's the kind of students they have at their school, such bad quality. I'm genuinely worried, you know, about our joint event with Class Zhang, whether we're pushing our elites into a pit of fire."
In the office, the other teachers stifled their smiles and remained silent for a long time.
They all knew exactly what Zhang Hua had been up to.
He rode high and posted boastfully, only to get schooled in return—no one would feel good about that.
