My Fabulous Wife

Chapter 29

Chapter 029 The best and the worst classes

Thinking hard about it, Veromca decided to follow the normal admission procedure.

"Annette?" he turned to the girl.

Full of arrogance, the girl who he just called settled herself comfortably on the sofa and crossed her legs, chin on her hand, taping her pale and slim fingers on her face casually. This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

"No need for a test.I want to go to the worst class.But Lorraine should go to the best one," Annette said softly.

Lorraine froze.

"What? You are not going to the same class with Lorraine?" Veromca replied in wonder.

"No, she is better at studying than me,"

Annette explained and changed into a more relaxed position.

The headmaster thought that way too.

Lorraine looked like a good student, so she could be admitted for studying at Class One.

But for Annette, that was impossible, he thought.

As a "bad apple", Annette would have a bad influence on other students and the class atmosphere.

"Actually there isn't any real difference among different classes.They all have the same teachers," echoed the headmaster instantly, he didn't hesitate as Annette put it like that.

The headmaster simply simpered when Veromca looked at him.

"When shall we begin?" said Annette with indifference.

Now that it was decided, Veromca had no more to say, sitting back gently.

"Anytime, I will call the two teachers who are in charge of Class One and Class Twenty," the headmaster answered at once.

He picked up the landline and dialed a number happily.

.....

Veromca was speechless.

During his lifetime, he never thought a sense of unevenness like this would spring up in his heart again.

The best student of this grade was Daisy, who studied in Class One, whereas Chris who was in the last place, studied in Class Twenty.

Presumably, he knew what kind of students there were in class Twenty.His son, actually, brought disgrace upon him! He must leave before those two teachers came here.

"Well, I need to leave now, Annette, call me anytime," Veromca cleared his voice and stood up.

"See you, Uncle Veromca," Annette raised her eyebrow and said simply.

"Bye, Uncle Veromca," Lorraine said together.

"I'll see you out, Commissioner Veromca," the headmaster got up swiftly.

After seeing Veromca off, the headmaster was back again.

"Have some tea?" he smiled benevolently and talked to Annette and Lorraine.

Lorraine picked up her drink obediently and responded with a smile.

Meanwhile, sitting on to the couch lazily, Annette was impassive while resting her chin in her hand.

“..."

The headmaster was speechless.

In a little while, the door of the headmaster's office opened, and two female teachers walked in.

The first of the two, Sophia, was the teacher in charge of Class One.

In this high school, there was intensive competition among students and among their teachers.

Sophia was middle-aged and looked quite stern and rigorous.

By contrast, the teacher in charge of Class Twenty, Irene, looked much younger and less intimidating.

Sophia was always preparing students for their university entrance exam.She was on top of the game and deserved to manage the best classes.

So this sense of privilege made her look down on other teachers.

Compared with Sophia, Irene was less experienced.She led the weakest class and behaved quite humbly.

Looking over Annette and Lorraine, both of them understood the headmaster's intention as he called them over.