"Oh," Lin Feng replied coldly.
The little fatty rubbed the back of his head, confused.
Brother Feng's reaction was not quite right. Shouldn't he be shocked and screaming when he found out that the old witch had stopped teaching them?
Three seconds later, Lin Feng came to his senses.
Putting down the pen, he dashed in front of the little fatty and grabbed his collar. "Who are you talking about? Liang Hua, that old witch? Is she really not teaching us anymore?"
He asked three questions in a row.
If it was true, Lin Feng felt that he could run thirty laps around the playground.
The other students of Class 4 also heard it and were all pleasantly surprised.
They all dreamed of Liang Hua leaving Class 4. Facing Liang Hua was too uncomfortable.
The little fatty was happy in his heart. This was the reaction he wanted.
He cleared his throat and wanted to answer.
"Cough, cough."
