The Undercover Heir is Actually Tycoon's Secret Girlfriend-Chapter 380 - 298

But she didn’t say anything. This class was meant to be Rong Zhi’s stage, and after a couple of reminders, she gave Si Raojing a look filled with sympathy, sighed, and left.

Rong Zhi glanced around, and everyone she looked at shrunk their heads to avoid her gaze. She smiled, pressed down on Si Raojing, and asked unhurriedly, "Can you behave?"

Si Raojing sneered, "I’ll listen to your mom—ugh!"

"In such a hurry to call me mom?" Rong Zhi leisurely stuffed a book into his mouth, blocking all the curses he hadn’t yet uttered, "Behave, I won’t touch you."

After saying that, she let go of him and walked towards the podium.

No matter what the students below were doing, she pushed her gold-rimmed glasses up on her nose with a bent finger, "Listen if you can, if not, shut up and don’t disturb others."

"Disturb what? Others?" Si Raojing threw away the book from his mouth and seemed to taste the rust of fresh blood in his mouth. He internally criticized Rong Zhi’s harshness but outwardly sneered, "You know what this place is, do you really think two classes here will make us ready for college entrance exams?"

"Stop pretending, it only makes us feel more disgusted."

"And then?"

Unexpectedly, Rong Zhi wasn’t provoked by his sarcasm; she calmly and indifferently retorted, "Knowing it, you choose to degenerate yourself?"

Si Raojing: "I know you’re way above us, you have a bright future, but Rong Zhi, Class 18 is like this, abandoned by the school, ignored by teachers, it’s something we have to get used to."

"Get used to what?" Rong Zhi’s voice was even colder than his, "Unequal treatment?"

Si Raojing was rendered speechless by her remark.

But this was originally the treatment that Class 16 should have.

The clearly laid-out rules of Mingwu High School.

Like the law of the jungle, the top few elite classes are strong, and of course the school will focus efforts on them, Class 16 is just getting a high school diploma and isn’t worth bothering with.

Si Raojing pressed his lips together.

"There is no fixed future in life." 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

Rong Zhi didn’t often speak grand principles; her way of handling things was to cut through the layers and confront the cruel and hideous truths directly.

"Before I came, Teacher Mao sent me a voice message, just for you to hear."

She took out her phone from her pocket and connected it to the electronic blackboard behind her, tapping a few times to find Teacher Mao’s chat window.

She opened the voice message, and Teacher Mao’s gentle yet troubled voice slowly poured out, carrying some heavy sighs:

"No one is perfect, in the class they’re all good seedlings—especially Si Raojing and others, but they give up on themselves from deep down, that’s why they choose to fall... It’ll be tiring for you tomorrow, please bear with us, and after class, I’ll treat you to dinner."

The voice message was quite long, and there was much more, with Teacher Mao carefully explaining the temperament of the class students and corresponding solutions.

She was a good teacher; even if Class 16 was in such disarray, she insisted on persevering, hoping that her students would come to realize things one day and pull themselves together.

The classroom gradually fell silent.

Rong Zhi paused the voice message, looked up and glanced at them, "The grievances I’ve suffered are no less than yours, did I give up?"

Her path to today was covered in thorns that made her bleed profusely, stones that ground her flesh to the bone, yet not for a second did she waver in her inner resolve.

That lightly spoken question made everyone dumbfounded.

Hearts are made of flesh; no one refuses a person who bares their heart for no reason to be good to them.

Si Raojing was truly silent this time.

Rong Zhi wasn’t in a hurry; she turned off her phone screen and pulled over a chair to sit beside the podium, waiting until they figured it out before continuing the class.

For quite a while.

Si Raojing looked up towards the front.