The boy who clashed with Teacher Zhou just now was quite defiant: "Teacher, he was the one who spoke rudely first."
"Why did the teacher say something unpleasant? Don't you have any self-awareness?" Chuzheng said, "Your grades are poor, and you disrupt the class. Do you think you're impressive?"
"You think making the teacher furious, being admired by students in school, makes you powerful. But in the eyes of adults, you're just a bunch of fools."
The students below were stunned by the scolding, then turned angry.
As a teacher, how can she curse people!
But Chuzheng's aura was overwhelming. They wanted to talk back but didn't dare.
"If you think you're so amazing, fine, this class we'll talk about why you're amazing, one by one."
Chuzheng pointed at the row near the classroom door: "Start with this group."
The one Chuzheng pointed to was a girl.
She hesitated and didn't move.
