Chapter 123

"Xu Yue, what should I do?"

"Are we going to help? Everyone seems to be there—"

Xu Yue stood up with a sneer, "Help? Think beautifully! Go, watch the fun!"

She still remembered the hatred last time. If Song Yaoyao hadn't been able to find a chance at three o'clock all day long, she would have taken revenge long ago.

Today is just right, let's see how badly Song Yaoyao was bullied!

The class bell just rang when the third class of students rushed out. There are four classes on this floor. Everyone was about to enter the classroom when they felt a gust of wind blowing by, and some people were even staggered.

"I'm going, the third class is crazy?"

The boys who were hit against the wall stared at them, watching the brooms and blackboards they were wiping, all of them arrogant and angry, this was the rhythm of rebellion!

A class of twenty or thirty people rushed downstairs with the same goal. The posture was no less than an earthquake. The students sitting in the classroom could feel the shock.

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Outside the bathroom downstairs.

When they heard the bell for the class, some people left reluctantly, while others stayed where they were to watch the fun, not afraid of the teacher.

Song Yaoyao was guarded by Tang Xinrou behind him, watching Yan Ruoyang being framed and ready to go to the infirmary.

At this moment, someone suddenly shouted, "Run! The dean is here!!"

"Don't you know after class? What are you doing here? I heard someone was fighting? Who is it? Stand up for me!"

It was a serious and mean-looking woman, wearing a black professional suit and black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose. A pair of sharp eyes glanced back and forth, and the meteor came in big strides.

Yan Ruoyang was overjoyed and heaved a sigh of relief.

"Teacher, she hit me—"

"Teacher, I called it."

Two voices sounded simultaneously.

After reacting, Yan Ruoyang's eyes seemed to kill someone, "An Feiran, do you fucking know what you're talking about?"

An Feiran's eyes flashed. He pursed his lips and clenched his hands into fists. He was obviously very thin and frail, but he held out his chest and looked fearless.

Repeated again: "Mr. Gong, I beat people, and I accept the punishment."

Yan Ruoyang almost fainted.

His companions were two ordinary-looking boys. One of them, Liu Peng, retorted: "Teacher, don't listen to him, Yan Ruoyang's head was smashed by Song Yaoyao! It's her—"

Liu Peng pointed at Song Yaoyao, who had just stuck his head out from behind Tang Xinrou.

Gong Wei pushed on her glasses, squinted at Song Yaoyao, whose eyelashes were wet and clicked from time to time, and sneered.

"Is it still reasonable to bully girls? She can still smash your head and bleed like this, so you should check whether you are too useless."

puff--

Yan Ruoyang, who witnessed everything, almost vomited blood out of breath.

No one believes the truth now?

"Mr. Gong, it's really her!!" Yan Ruoyang felt that he didn't bleed to death, but was about to be pissed off.

"Teacher, they lied. We were fighting. I accidentally smashed Yan Ruoyang's head." An Feiran's eyes were firm, and he looked straight into Gong Wei's eyes.

With a rosy look on his face, his words are indeed more credible.

At least it's more believable than being smashed by a petite, crying little girl with pear blossoms and rain.

"Take him to the infirmary first, and the rest will come with me." Gong Wei said sternly.

Oh shit!

Yan Ruoyang gritted his teeth and gave An Feiran a vicious look.

An Feiran's eyes flashed, but he insisted that he was the one who beat him.

yaoyao: when i'm easy to bully? Have you asked my brother for his opinion?