Chapter 119 Don't Make It Difficult for Me

With his fist, he slammed into the opponent's face.

again and again.

Until the other party reacted, he pushed him away effortlessly.

Countless fists and feet fell on him, An Feiran curled up, his whole body hurting.

He looked through the crowd with difficulty, and the beautiful and graceful girl gave him a charitable look.

Then he gently persuaded An Feiran in a voice that made An Feiran cold to the core: "You are almost done. Fighting is forbidden in the first class. Don't make it difficult for me to do well, okay?"

Half coquettish, half resentful tone.

Oh.

She is the class leader.

An Fei was taken aback, she said, don't make it difficult for her.

How ironic?

*

"Hey, Brother Xun, have you heard?"

"roll--"

Shen Xun lay on the table to catch up on sleep, his voice was hoarse and grumpy.

Han Jun was accustomed to it, and he excitedly said: "Several boys in the first class are fighting, oh! Aren't they always the pride of Liyang, and they are three good students? Tsk tsk tsk, they still fight?"

He was eloquent, and he said that he was excited.

Song Yaoyao was lying on the table writing the papers, Tang Xinrou scratched her ears beside her, and was stumped by a question for half an hour.

No one paid him any attention at all, and he didn't mind.

"Looking at it this way, I think our three classes are more harmonious."

Han Jun rubbed his chin and sighed.

Tang Xinrou rolled her eyes and couldn't listen anymore, "Aren't they making trouble? Are they afraid?"

The plague god behind him has been coming to class on time every day since a few days ago.

With him in charge, who would dare to harass him to rest, is he impatient to live?

Oh, except for the more arrogant master beside her.

"Cough..." Han Jun thought about it carefully, "Yes."

Tang Xinrou shook her head, fearing that this person was helpless.

"Hey, I said, aren't you curious about why they fought?" Han Jun scratched his head, puzzled.

Song Yaoyao couldn't help but turn around and asked curiously, "Student Han Jun, is the paper too simple?"

That's why he was able to have the time to gossip while doing the questions.

"Your Majesty—"

Shen Xun vigorously rubbed half of his numb face, and patted Han Jun's face without smiling, his voice dripping softly, "Do you know what you look like now?"

"Huh? Like what?"

Shen Xun sneered, and squeezed out three words from his thin lips, "Long-tongued woman—"

"Wow, brother, you are going too far. I just want to share my simple happiness with you. Don't you feel happiness?"

Tang Xinrou: "I'm sorry, no."

Shen Xun: "Huh."

Song Yaoyao felt that it was not good to not give face like this, she held the pen and turned her head, showing him a very perfunctory smile.

"It's funny."

Han Jun's goosebumps fell, and he was speechless: "Forget it, you better stop laughing."

Too fake.

"Snapped--"

As soon as he finished speaking, he slapped the back of his head.

"Ow! Brother Xun! Why did you hit me?"

Shen Xun smiled, "Why did you talk to my big brother?"

Han Jun's face was in close contact with the table, and his lips pursed: "..."

Today is also a day I don't want to live, which is great.

*

Wang Zhongyun is in a good mood recently, because he found that the overall learning environment of the three classes is different.

In class now, everyone listens to the class quietly, and there is no more chatter or loud noise.

This made him very happy.

"Okay, get out of class is over."

He looked at the children in the classroom lovingly, "Next Monday is the mid-term exam. I hope we can all work hard and try to get rid of the last place."

There are two more chapters, wait for me to write it! My liver hurts a little...