Xiyan looked fearlessly at the homeroom teacher. "The school doesn't have a rule about a contestant's looks. As long as they're a student here, they can compete fairly."
"I said you're disqualified, and that's final!" The teacher adjusted his glasses. "Before, I just thought you were ugly, but now it turns out you have poor character too—getting into fights whenever you want. Who do you think you are? Acting this boldly right under my nose? Get out and stand in the hallway as punishment. You don't need to attend this class!"
The students nearby stifled their laughter.
Especially the girls who had just insulted Xiyan's mom—they were now even more smug.
"Teacher, what you're doing is way out of line!" An Ran wiped her tears. Known for being the obedient type, this was her first time openly contradicting a teacher.
