Xiu Ma is the entire loser class, you call this a class teacher?
23 Disappointing Loser Class

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"Campus art festival? Can I participate?"

Just like Qu Wei, Wu Weizhe was surprised and confused that he had the opportunity to participate in the school art festival.

"Why not?"

Teacher didn't allow me to participate in the past, so…"

Wu Weizhe looked like he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Lu Ze smiled and patted his shoulder.

"Did the previous teachers know freestyle?”

Wu Weizhe shook his head.

"Then that's it."

This sentence was a disguised answer to Wu Weizhe's question. At the same time, it also announced his attitude.

What my teacher didn't know before, I know.

In the past, if the teacher didn't allow it, I would.

Wu Weizhe finally smiled. To be able to show off in front of the entire school was naturally what he wanted.

Boys at this age, especially those who played music like him.

He still had a little vanity and a desire to show off.

Attending the campus art festival and performing rap in front of the entire school's students and teachers, just thinking about it was very cool!

"Teacher Lu, then what song should I sing for the art festival?”

It seemed that after the battle just now, in Wu Weizhe's heart, Lu Ze's identity was no longer just a form teacher.

In rap, he was willing to treat Lu Ze as a teacher that he could consult and communicate with.

However, Lu Ze didn't answer his question directly.

He smiled and said.

"Didn't you just participate in 'There's Hip-Hop in China'? You've already won the top six in the country. How can a small art festival stump you?”

" Uh." Wu Weizhe was instantly at a loss for words.

"Teacher Lu, you were just spouting nonsense. I've never even heard of this program before, so how could I possibly participate?”

It didn't feel good to be exposed.

Thus, looking at the blushing Wu Weizhe, Lu Ze still gave him a way out.

"It's okay. There will be one next year.”

"What?"

Wu Weizhe was dumbfounded. Next year?

Was this to comfort himself? Or predict the future?

In Wu Weizhe's heart, he added another " fraud " to Lu Ze.

"Didn't you say that you wrote two original songs? Is there a demo?"

Wu Weizhe nodded.

"Let me listen to it tomorrow. If there are no problems, we can just use these two songs for the competition.”

Then, Lu Ze packed his things and asked two students to help him move out of the field before leaving the stands.

Wu Weizhe stood where he was and looked at Lu Ze's back.

She suddenly raised her hand to wipe her tears.

I've been singing and singing for three years.

He had suffered all the hardships that he should have suffered and suffered all the misunderstandings that he should have suffered.

Although he had been persisting and had never thought of giving up.

However, he was still a child in his teens.

The emotions that he had been suppressing and hiding for a long time exploded when he was recognized and supported for the first time.

There were no tears in hip-hop.

Even if there was, it had to be at the most worthwhile moment.

For Wu Weizhe, it was now.

After Lu Ze showed off his freestyle, he happily walked out of the field.

Suddenly, two boys rushed in front of her.

After standing still, he panted heavily and pointed in the direction of the teaching building behind him.

"Teacher Lu Lu, the fight has started.”

Lu Ze frowned." Slow down. What fight?"”

"Someone came to cause trouble and fought with Zhao Xi.”

A boy recovered and explained the situation concisely.

Fighting with Zhao Xi?

Lu Ze thought about it and roughly understood what it was.

Then, she quickened her pace and rushed to the classroom.

On the way, the system also displayed what was happening in his mind.

They really started fighting.

The two girls surrounded Zhao Xi. One of them pulled her hair while the other picked up a book from the table and hit Zhao Xi again and again.

In the classroom, there were a few students from their class scattered around.

Surrounding the few people who were fighting was a group of boys Lu Ze didn't know. They were tall and burly, and looked like hooligans.

Seeing this, Lu Ze was furious.

She asked a boy beside her.

"Where's the class monitor?"

"The class monitor greeted those people and went out to buy water.”

"Trash."

Lu Ze cursed in a low voice and sped up to the classroom.

When he came to the corridor where his class was, Lu Ze found that it was surrounded by people. Some of them were leaning on the window and looking inside.

Many of them were students from their own classes.

This was what really made Lu Ze angry.

His impression of this group of students had changed a lot just now.

This matter had completely disappointed him.

From the looks of it now, there really isn't any problem with other people's evaluation of you.

A bunch of trash!

However, now was not the time to think about these problems. The matter in front of him had to be resolved immediately.

Lu Ze didn't even think about it.

He lifted his leg and kicked open the back door with a bang.

He appeared in front of the shocked crowd in the classroom.

"I'm going to add 2 chapters today, a total of about 12 chapters. Thank you, everyone!"

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