Chapter 85 This Is Called Never Tire of Deceit
Ruan Xichen raised his eyes and looked at the figure of Yun Ci who went upstairs, thin and stubborn, he paused and said slowly: "I really can't blame her for this matter, it's that child who is used to being lawless, and should be taught a lesson. a meal."
The three looked sideways and looked at Ruan Xichen in surprise.
"Brother! How are you..."
Ruan Xichen didn't speak anymore, got up first, and walked to the second floor alone.
He came to Yunci's room and reached out to knock on the door, but he didn't know what to say.
After hesitating for a while, he still weakly lowered his hand and turned away.
Early in the morning.
Yun Ci carried a schoolbag on one shoulder and walked to the door, only to find that the door could not be opened.
Obviously, it was locked from the outside.
"My wife said, from today onwards, you are not allowed to go anywhere, stay at home and think about it." A servant's voice sounded outside the door.
Yun Ci smiled, took two steps back, narrowed his eyes slightly, then raised his slender legs and kicked the door directly.
A bang resounded throughout the Ruan family.
Yun Ci turned his ankles, tidied up the folds of his shirt, and walked out of the room with a blank expression.
The servant fell to the ground, pale with fright.
In the hall, Ye Meipan raised her head to look at the second floor, her eyes widened and her face full of horror.
Yun Ci went downstairs slowly, pulled her red lips towards her, and smiled evilly: "Do you think a broken door can stop me?"
Ye Meipan's legs were weak, and she fell down on the sofa.
Lance Middle School.
In English class, Xia Beiqing was sleeping on his stomach.
The desk was suddenly knocked twice.
He raised his head irritably, and found a slender figure standing beside the seat. Looking up, a handsome and gentle face came into view in the sunlight.
It was Shen Zhiyu.
Yun Ci was also awakened, squinting his sleepy eyes, feeling a little dry.
Xia Beiqing leaned back on the chair, put his legs on the desk, and sat lazily: "Mr. Shen? Is there something wrong?"
Shen Zhiyu helped his glasses, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Student Xia, can you return the test paper to me?"
Xia Beiqing blinked his wet eyes: "Test paper? I don't understand what Teacher Shen is saying."
Shen Zhiyu didn't speak, he took out his mobile phone and placed it on the desk lightly.
Soon, a loud noise came from the phone.
——"Mr. Shen, I heard that you lost something, is that so?"
- "You picked it up? Why didn't you return it to me?"
- "What I picked up is mine, why should I give it back to you?"
Xia Beiqing's face stiffened.
This is... the last time he had a conversation with Shen Zhiyu in the gym!
The whole class instantly boiled over.
"It turned out that he picked it up..."
"Xiao Bawang is going too far. If he picks it up, he won't return it to Teacher Shen, which will delay everyone's exam time."
"Little Overlord is getting more and more annoying!"
"Poor Teacher Shen will take the blame for him..."
Xia Beiqing stood up suddenly, and the chair fell to the ground with a bang.
"You fucking come to record this set?!"
Shen Zhiyu put his hands on the tabletop, leaned over slightly, put him close to his ear, and said softly, "This is called... Soldiers never tire of deceit."
Xia Beiqing suddenly clenched his fists, already scolding grass mud horse ten thousand times in his heart.
"Student Xia, I hope you can send the test paper to the office when the get out of class is over."
Shen Zhiyu returned to the podium, his eyebrows curved behind the lens, and a soft smile evoked, like a spring breeze in March: "Okay, let's start the class."
Yun Ci propped up his chin and gave Xia Beiqing a sideways look: "Well, he's quite interesting."
Xia Beiqing's face was tense, staring at the gentle and jade-like man on the podium, with blood flashing in his eyes: "It's interesting, isn't it, then I'll play him to death!"