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.

don't throw the

don't pull Lisa's pony

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

the class as if nothing had happened, with a successful

of the wedding, and then sent to this private school. He was very happy at first, because there were not so many

school was completely closed. Except for the headmaster's office, there was no

As long as he went out, he would have the chance to contact his mother. Then they could make a detailed escape

only one sitting here quietly. I think you must have picked the wrong

should teach you a lesson!" The foreign teacher raised the whip in her hand and was about to hit Eden.

his clothes behind him. He

like you. I will call your family to take you away. Our school can't teach

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

funny. The

is the seventh teacher

vs Professor Haron, and

teacher, Greg quickly arrived here. At this time, Professor Haron had already sorted out himself, but there were still some pen water at the corners of his