After developing a villain heroine, they came after her

Chapter 49 In extreme anger

When I arrived at the private school, it was still early and the house was empty, with no one around.

Chen An sat down on the podium, took out the prepared lesson plan, and started reading.

Luo Cong'an, who was standing next to her, also turned her head and glanced a few times, but she quickly lost interest and instead looked at Chen An with interest.

She found a wooden stool behind the desk, then moved it to the podium, lying on the podium with her upper body, tilting her head to look at her husband.

Chen An turned over a page and said casually: "Why, there are flowers on my face?"

"Sir, you are much prettier than the flowers."

Luo Congan answered almost subconsciously.

Even without the addition of various filters, he is undoubtedly the best-looking person she has ever seen in her life.

But as soon as the words came out of her mouth, she felt like something was not right, and her face turned a little red.

It always felt like she was teasing Mr.

Fortunately, the husband didn't argue with her. He just smiled and ignored the topic.

Seeing this, Luo Cong'an felt a little disappointed for some reason.

She stretched out a finger and drew circles on the podium.

"Sir, what are you going to teach today?"

Chen An paused in turning the book and replied: "Arithmetic can also be called mathematics."

Luo Congan said lightly.

What she hates most is arithmetic, which is meaningless, boring and boring, and she still can't figure it out.

Even if it is calculated occasionally, it is probably wrong.

It's not like poetry. She likes it most when her husband tells her poetry.

The gentleman's voice was always neither urgent nor slow, and his tone was gentle, like a pleasant and light tune, which fascinated Luo Cong'an.

The girl stopped asking questions, and Chen An just read in peace.

The private school gradually became quiet, except for the occasional rustling sound caused by fingers running across the pages of the book.

This quiet morning did not last long.

A lively shout came from outside the door, arriving before the person arrived.

"gentlemen!"

Immediately afterwards, one foot crossed the threshold, and a handsome and sturdy young man walked in.

He was smiling sillyly, when suddenly he caught a glimpse of dazzling white snow from the corner of his eye, and the smile couldn't help but froze on his face.

Surprise flashed in his eyes, and he pointed at Luo Cong'an and asked, "Sir, who is she?"

Chen An raised his head and introduced: "Her name is Luo Cong'an. She will also attend classes in a private school in the future. You can get to know her."

But the girl obviously had no intention of talking to anyone. She still pointed her head in the direction of Chen An and did not glance at the boy.

The boy didn't feel embarrassed at all, he just scratched his head and thought to himself that she was really a strange girl.

Not only does his hair look weird, he also has a weird personality.

He added silently in his mind.

He didn't go up to ask for trouble, but walked behind his own desk.

Just as he was about to take a seat, the young man suddenly let out a startled sound.

"Hey, where's my stool?"

Ahead, Luo Cong'an heard the noise, moved his shoulders twice, covered his mouth and made a kuku sound.

Chen An rolled up the lesson plans and gently tapped her little head.

Luo Cong'an was in pain. She held her head in her hands and screamed in grievance.

"Sir, what are you doing..."

Chen An was helpless, "I asked you to come to the private school to make friends, not to stare at me."

Luo Congan snorted, "I don't need friends."

While they were talking, other students began to come in one after another.

<divclass="contentadv"> When they saw Luo Congan, they were all surprised. Firstly, there had been no new students in the private school for a long time, and secondly, it was because the girl’s long silver-white hair was too much. It's so conspicuous that it's hard not to notice.

However, since Luo Cong'an always behaved like don't bother me, everyone just sat quietly and no one took the initiative to talk.

The last person to step through the door was a boy with his head lowered and a slightly gloomy temperament.

He caught a glimpse of the petite figure under the podium, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

Isn't this the disaster star who was kicked out by his father?

She's not dead yet?

Luo Hao couldn't believe his eyes.

If it weren't for the other person's iconic white hair, he would almost not be able to recognize this disaster star.

Could this cute little face and delicate and lovely face be the same person as the ugly girl who was in their home back then?

His expression suddenly darkened.

……

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The class ended quickly.

Chen An called out the get out of class and gave Luo Cong'an an encouraging look, hoping that she could make some friends during the break.

Luo Cong'an, on the other hand, looked at his nose and heart, pretending he didn't see anything.

Next to the building used as a classroom, there is a small side room, which is an 'office' for Chen An to rest.

He pushed open the door of the office. The furnishings in the room were very simple, including a bookshelf, a table, and a bamboo chair that Chen An specially asked Master Ma to find.

He sat on the bamboo chair familiarly, picked up the book on the table, covered his face, and stretched out comfortably.

Such a leisurely life is not bad at all.

Chen An was just thinking when he suddenly heard a rush of footsteps outside, followed immediately by a knock on the door.

He had no choice but to stand up again and walk over to open the door.

I saw a girl about the same age as Luo Congan standing at the door. She had a round face and an anxious expression.

Chen An had some impressions of her. She was Wang Lingling, the daughter of the Wang family in the west of the city. She was very active in answering questions in class.

Chen An frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Wang Lingling stamped her feet anxiously and said hurriedly: "Sir, no... it's not good."

When she speaks in a hurry, she tends to stutter, and when she stutters, she becomes even more anxious.

So Chen An stretched out his hand, put it on her shoulder, and said comfortingly: "Lingling, don't be anxious, let's talk slowly, okay?"

"Ok!"

Wang Lingling nodded heavily, calmed down, and then said slowly: "It's the new student you brought here today, sir. She and Luo Hao got into a fight."

Hearing this, Chen An was startled, and then asked: "Then did she win?"

Wang Lingling couldn't turn her head around. Is this the point?

But he still answered honestly: "Ying, you should have won, right?"

Chen An breathed a sigh of relief.

Without further delay, he led Wang Lingling straight to the classroom.

There was total silence in the classroom.

Near the door, Luo Congan looked cold and put his hands on his hips.

Opposite her, there was an angry boy standing, it was Luo Hao.

He covered half of his red and swollen face with one hand, pointed at the white-haired witch in front of him with the other, and said bitterly: "Am I wrong? You are a monster, a symbol of ominousness. It's not enough that you killed both your parents. Now you want to harm sir and us again?"

As Luo Hao spoke, he became even more angry. In his extreme anger, he took several steps forward in succession.

So Luo Cong'an raised his hand and slapped him again.

The slap is crisp and loud.

The eyes of everyone watching suddenly widened.