Matter of Love

Everything in front of her was so familiar, but also so strange. She took out her mobile phone and looked at the work email, but there was still no reply from Eden. She sighed slightly, and she would continue to wait.

At this time, in a closed school in Oslo, Eden was sitting in the classroom, with his little feet on the table and his arms crossed over his chest. He looked defiantly at the teacher in front of him.

"Eden Wei, please follow the class discipline and don't affect other students!" A thirty or forty year old foreign teacher with grey eyes and grey hair stood in front of Eden. But watching closely, it were not grey hairs but chalk powder. It was obvious that his head was covered with dust, and the ground was also sprinkled with dust. At this time, the teacher was heavily knocking on the desk in front of him with a whip in his hand.

However, Eden turned his head aside arrogantly and said coldly, "do you have Alzheimer's disease? I've told you that my surname is Ling and my name is Eden Ling!"

The foreign teacher glared at Eden. He was sent here a few days ago. Generally speaking, every child who could enter the most famous private school in Norway was all from a well-known family. Generally speaking, children from ordinary families were not qualified to be sent in here.

Most of the students here were royal members, dignitaries, or descendants of major financial groups. They were all kings and queens at home, but they were all tamed here.

But the boy in front of them was obviously different. No matter what kind of method these teachers used, he would not yield to both hard and soft tactics, which made them headache. However, due to the noble family background of these children, they, as teachers, could not punish students physically, which further fueled Eden's arrogance.

The other children who had been well disciplined before were no longer as obedient as before after Eden was sent in.

However, Eden was very encouraging. Under his leadership, the whole class was in a mess.

The pencil and books were flying all over the sky, and noises and shouts could be heard continuously.

throw the

pull Lisa's pony

foreign teacher looked at all this with a headache, especially at the unruly Eden in front of her,

in the class

at first, because there

he didn't expect that in this damned school, students were not allowed to bring their mobile phones, and even the whole school was completely closed. Except for the headmaster's

school any longer. He wanted to leave here. As long as he went out, he would have

sitting here quietly. I think

It seems that I should teach you a lesson!" The foreign teacher raised the whip in her hand and was

the foreign teacher was wondering where he had gone, he suddenly felt someone pulling his clothes behind him. He turned around and saw Eden standing at the desk next to him, raising a bottle of pen water to his face.

I will call your family to take you away. Our school can't teach a student like you!" The foreign teacher left

teacher left, the atmosphere in the classroom became more boiling. The other children at the same age all

The teacher was

seventh teacher

Haron, and

had already sorted out himself, but there were still some pen water at the corners of his