The Girl Come Back is Super

Chapter 138 They didn’t expect Yvonne to be such a person.

“Are you joking? Ha ha, how could you have lived in country F for a year? Do you think others don’t know where you come from? A poor student who has to rely on others to support her studies has the money to live abroad for a year?

‘Miss Zola, don’t be fooled by her. This Nikita was transferred from a poor mountain village. How can she afford to go abroad? She’s just bragging. Why doesn’t she say that she’s been to the moon?”

“Are you students from other classes? It’s time to go to class. Why are you still in the classroom of Class F?” Miss Zola, nicknamed “Nun Killer”, had never been a good-tempered person. She glared at Yvonne’s two best friends and said sternly, “No matter whether Nikita has lived in country F or not, she does speak French very well.”

“Instead, Yvonne,” Miss Zola looked sternly at Yvonne, whose face turned pale, and frowned. “you said that you had studied French for ten years, but you still hadn’t figured out some basic grammar.”

“Nikita’s words were in very poor taste, but the French level of ten years really shouldn’t be like that.”

Miss Zola knew Yvonne of course.

She was a famous good student of First Senior High School, and as well as its campus queen.

Miss Zola’s attitude towards good students was generally gentle, but at the moment, she didn’t let her down easy.

she wanted to help Nikita

her poor performance

for a year, and she could speak French so fluently and so

but she still mispronounced some uncomplicated

learned at an ordinary school in the town, and whose grades were

School, who ranked in the top three in the

good student at the First Senior High School was even not as good as a poor student

the reputation of the

ask for advice modestly, instead of denying it for the sake of so-called face. There is no limit to learning. It is normal. to meet people

Zola originally had a

she thought this student was a

seriously, for she hadn’t

whiter and whiter, and

tightly, and the color of her lips became whiter and whiter. She felt the eyes around her like needles sticking

turned red, and tears were turning in

your heart.” Miss Zola didn’t give face to her at all.