Another book flew across, and Tang Chuxia caught it with her hand.
She just couldn't figure it out.
With such a fiery temper, how did the head teacher manage to teach students?
Who could actually tolerate his temperament?
It really was life-threatening.
"Head teacher, that's enough, can't you be a little less violent? Be careful, or your students will all be scared away!"
The head teacher said irritably, "It's only you who would run away, who else would?"
Tang Chuxia chuckled dryly and sidled up to the head teacher.
"Teacher, can we discuss something?"
She really had a favor to ask; that's why she was acting like this.
"Speak!"
The head teacher's expression was unwelcoming, but he actually doted on Tang Chuxia quite a bit; none of his other students had as much freedom as Tang Chuxia.
Talent should be pampered.
