Real or Fake Missy : I Have a Piece of Godly Land

Cheng Ling wore a Bluetooth headset and looked at the blackboard. The next class was English class.

Unexpectedly, the teacher who came in was not Chen Min, but another female teacher who seemed to be in her 60s.

"Hello, everyone. Your former class teacher and English teacher can not continue to teach you due to some reasons. Now, I will be taking over your class."

"Eh? Where did Teacher Chen go?"

Chen Min had been taking care of them for two years. Although they would still make Chen Min angry, they still liked this teacher very much.

Therefore, they were all asking about Chen Min's whereabouts.

However, this new teacher did not reveal anything about Chen Min.

After the teacher's introduction, everyone finally got to know about this teacher.

After she retired from high school, she was rehired by Yuya First High School. Her name was Chen Fang, and she had just joined Yuya First High School this year.

She had originally only taught one class, which was the best class among the grade three classes in Yuya First High School -- Grade 3 Class 1.

Not only was her teaching ability outstanding, but she was also very dignified.

Therefore, the school asked her to teach Class 1 well, and at the same time, they specifically asked her to manage Class 10.

The students were very afraid of this old lady.

Because when Chen Fang had introduced herself earlier, she had "threatened" and said, "I'm an old lady and my health is not very good. If you guys make noises in my class every day, and I fall sick due to anger, or worse, angering me to death, you guys won't be able to bear it."

Chen Fang's words sounded like a joke, but it also sounded like she was speaking the truth.

The students could not figure it out, so they could only listen to her. They were naughty, but they did not want to kill anyone.

Chen Fang's class was actually not boring. Compared to Chen Min's class, it could even be described as very interesting.

As expected of a teacher for many years, she had a lot of teaching resources and teaching methods.

During class, she would not just talk about the contents of the books in a daze. Instead, she would find some relevant movies and television dramas and let them watch the clips to deepen their impression.

The students were actually listening with great interest.

If Chen Min could see this scene, she would probably be moved to tears.

It was the first time that the students of Class 10 were so serious in class!

Cheng Ling also felt that this teacher was doing a good job in class. Her dignity and humor coexisted, making the class lively while not losing breaking the rules. Even she listened seriously for 20 minutes.

For the next 20 minutes, she flipped through the books. Seeing that all the knowledge points were what she had learned, she put on her Bluetooth headset again and continued to listen to the lectures on the medical forum.

There was a British professor who published a paper on Alzheimer's disease. She was quite interested and planned to absorb some new knowledge from it so that she could go back and study it properly.

As she listened, she took a pen and wrote down some keywords she heard on the paper so that she could use the keywords to refer to the literature when she went back.

After listening for only a few minutes, Cheng Ling inexplicably felt strange.

When she looked up, she found that all the students' eyes were focused on her, and their movements were very consistent.

Chen Fang, who was on the podium, was also looking at her with a kind gaze.

She had seen this kind of scene many times before. She calmly took off her earphones.

"What's wrong?"

"The teacher wants you to answer the questions in the textbook."

Cheng Ling's attitude of admitting her mistake was very good. She stood up first.

"I'm sorry, Teacher Chen. I didn't hear what you said just now. Can you say it again?"

Chen Fang was an old teacher. She had been respected for so many years. When she saw Cheng Ling wearing earphones in class, she couldn't help but be angry. She took the book and walked down the podium.

"We're having English class now. What are you doing with headphones?"

When someone was being scolded, it was time for the students to gloat.

"I'm listening to English," Cheng Ling answered.

Perhaps it was because many of the patients she had come into contact with were old people, and there were many old people around her. Cheng Ling treated older people more gently and patiently.

"Listening to English? I saw you writing and drawing on the paper just now. What did you write?"

After saying that, Chen Fang picked up the paper that was filled with words on Cheng Ling's desk.

"Alzheimer disease..."

Chen Fang took a rough look at the content of the paper.

Then she picked up the Bluetooth headset that Cheng Ling put on the desk.

A string of English filled with professional terms kept entering Chen Fang's ears.

Some students stood up curiously and glanced at the paper in Chen Fang's hand. Then, they widened their eyes and shared with the table in front and behind them, "That paper is really written in English!"

"It's just scribbled, right? Maybe it's just a copy of the lyrics."

Chen Fang placed the paper and the Bluetooth headset back on Cheng Ling's table and did not pursue the matter any further.