I stood up and replied, "I don't know."
"You can't even answer such a simple question!" Mr. Ma had a somewhat triumphant expression. "Are your ears full of donkey hair? Didn't you hear what I just said?"
I nodded. "I really didn't listen."
Mr. Ma didn't expect me to be so unyielding. His face immediately turned pale.
"Xue Fan, your parents work so hard collecting garbage to support your studies. Is this how you repay them?"
This sentence aroused the sense of superiority among the classmates. Many people started to heckle: "Garbage Girl!" "Garbage Girl!"
High school was the darkest period of my life. Even as an adult, when faced with the malice of these half-grown children, I couldn't help but clench my fists.
When Mr. Ma saw that I was angry, he put on a smug smile again. "You'd better not take up such a good seat anymore. Go and sit in the last row."
That was exactly what I wanted. I quickly packed my things and moved to the last row. When passing by Qu Yi, I saw that she was so angry that her whole body was shaking. But she was too timid. She covered her face with a textbook and didn't dare to look at me.
I was actually glad to be left in peace so that I could focus on my work.