The expression on the homeroom teacher's face was terrifying, and I was scared too. I knew the homeroom teacher definitely wouldn't let me off easy today, but I could only grit my teeth and follow the homeroom teacher out of the classroom.,I cursed inwardly, wondering if there had ever been a school that expelled someone for writing a book. I knew this was my weakness being exploited, and they were deliberately retaliating against me.,Sure enough, after a while, the homeroom teacher replied and asked: Who are you。