Chapter 143 What are you doing as a student?
âMoreoverâ¦â The woman smiled, and her eyes looked even more mean than before. I heard that the transfer student in your class was a thorn, who often picked up fights and truanted. And she always gets zero points in the exam. Miss Morris, if you find a person with zero scores in the exam to participate in the competition, arenât you afraid of being laughed at?
Even if you are not afraid of being laughed at, you have to care about the reputation of our First Senior High School. The First Senior High School has been a famous school for a hundred years. Miss Morris, you canât ignore the reputation of the school just because you feel jealous.
This woman and Miss Morris obviously donât get along. It seemed that they held grudges to each other.
Every single word from her sounded mean.
Miss Morris blushed with anger. âDonât be so mean, Una. When did I want to ruin the reputation of our school? Also, whatâs wrong with our class F? Are there no excellent students in class F? Are the students in class F not qualified for participating in the competition?â
âHa-haâ¦â The woman called Una sneered. She replied in a sarcastic tone and didnât leave her any dignity. âAre you truly unaware of your studentsâ condition in your class? Every year among the ten classes, your class always has the lowest average score. If I were a teacher in this class, I would be ashamed and flustered, and I couldnât lift my head in front of others!
As long as there were one student in your class who is competitive and shows everyone his talent, I wouldnât have said this. But is there one?â Una evoked her red lips which had just been filled with lipstick, and looked at Miss Morris contemptuously. Every word from her hurt. âMiss Morris, I suggest you not to have such an unrealistic dream. If something is not yours, it will never belong to you.
âWell, you are quite skilled at stealing man from others. Why canât you do anything else? It seems that you engage every energy in other stuff.â After Una finished macking, she picked up the cup on the table, and got up to get some water with her ass wiggling.
âUna Turner, donât you dare to say that again? Who did you just say stole man from others?â Miss Morris stood up with her face turning green. Her eyes were forbearing anger, and her hand on one side of her body tightly clenched into a fist.
âYou know who I am talking about, donât you?â Una turned around and sneered. âSince you dare to do it, you. should dare to admit it, shouldnât you? You were the one who had done shameful things, and you donât allow anyone else to accuse you. Whatâs this called? Trying to manage your good social reputation both on the bed and on the ground?â
Miss Morris couldnât get more angry, with the veins standing out on her forehead.
Una took a look at her, smiled and said with a strong sense of provocation. âWhat? Is Miss Morris ashamed into anger and going to hit me? Iâm just telling the truth. Since youâve done those things, you canât seal other peopleâs mouth and donât allow them to talk about it.â
Miss Morris couldnât bear it anymore. She waved her fist and rushed to Una.
Unaâs expression suddenly changed. Seeing that she actually want to hit her, she subconsciously picked up the cup in her hand and smashed over.
Miss Morris rushed to Unaâs front. She saw the cup smashed over, paused for a second, and wanted to avoid 1.
However, it was too late.
The cup was aimed at her, and Miss Morris hurriedly covered her face with her hand and closed her eyes.
One second, two seconds, three seconds passed.
Instead of feeling the pain in her imagination, she heard Una cries out in pain.
âWhat are you doing as a student? Let go of me.â
Miss Morris opened her eyes in astonishment.
The cup which used to be in Unaâs hand was now tightly pinched by Nikita who had already walked out of the office. And Unaâs hand was also pinched in Nikitaâs hand,