Chapter 152 Fancy Face Slap!

Li Yun still doesn't change her nature of "hard-mouthed dead duck"!

Although not many people are willing to believe her, it is indeed possible that Ye Qiao hit her with his left hand, right? It all depends on how Ye Qiao defends himself!

This Li Yun will really find abuse for herself!

That slap just now really relieved my anger!

However, her anger was provoked by her words again, so don't blame her for continuing to abuse her.

"My left hand? Are you sure?" Ye Qiao lowered her head, looking condescendingly at Li Yun, who had red and swollen cheeks, who could be described as a pig's head.

Li Yun cried even more pitifully, "Ye Qiao! You used your left hand deliberately because you were afraid of being suspected!"

The corner of Ye Qiao's mouth curled into a smirk, and she jumped off the bench, "Li Yun! Come with me!" She grabbed Li Yun's arm and dragged her away.

"I don't want it! Ye Qiao, what else do you want to do to me?" Li Yun cried, but she was very unhappy in her heart. The stronger and more powerful she Ye Qiao is at this time, the better for her! All she needs to do is pretend to be pitiful and gain sympathy!

"Follow me to the podium table! Students, please step aside, and please see clearly!" Ye Qiao said loudly, dragging Li Yun to the podium table forcefully, like a big sister bullying the little one. Pitiful.

Li Yun also deliberately quickened her pace without struggling.

So, Ye Qiao dragged her to the podium table, which had steps, and they stood there so that everyone could see it more clearly.

"Li Yun, I'll give you another chance. Are you sure I hit you with my left hand?" Ye Qiao and Li Yun stood face to face.

Some of the melon eaters had already returned to their seats, and they sat obediently to watch what Ye Qiao would do next.

"Yes! You hit me with your left hand!" Li Yun cried, looking as if she was about to die.

This idiot!

Ye Qiao said with disgust in her heart, she really felt that her hands were dirty, but——

"Snapped!"

Ye Qiao raised her left hand and slapped Li Yun's right cheek. She was very hard, but the strength of her left hand was not as strong as that of her right hand. She didn't feel any pain in her palm when she slapped her, but it still left a slap on Li Yun's cheek. There are traces.

Fuck! Groove!

Ye Qiao slapped Li Yun again!

The friends were stunned.

Li Yun was also dumbfounded, "Ye Qiao, you...you...I want to call the police!"

Ye Qiao snorted coldly, turned Li Yun to face everyone, and then pointed to her right cheek!

"Have you seen it clearly? I don't need to explain it. A class representative will come and explain it to everyone!" What the hell, she was really too lazy to talk nonsense, and said domineeringly.

The representative of the mathematics class found something wrong and immediately went to the podium.

He was a little boy who was not as tall as Ye Qiao.

"Let me explain. Everyone, there are two slap marks on Li Yun's right cheek, but the marks of these two slap marks are obviously opposite. There are two thumb marks, one is on the top and the other is on the bottom! That is to say Ye Qiao didn't slap Li Yun in the first place! If Ye Qiao did it, it should be in the same direction as now!" The math class representative loudly explained to everyone.

Then, there was an uproar in the audience. After all, it was a liberal arts student, and the reaction was relatively slow.

"I see, Li Yun's original slap print can only be made by herself! It can't be done by other people!" At this time, a little girl suddenly realized.

Some students gesticulated with their right cheeks with their own hands, and some students gesticulated with each other at the same table.

Slapping yourself is indeed different from being slapped.

Therefore, Li Yun is framing Ye Qiao!

"Li Yun! What else do you have to defend?" Ye Qiao stood by the podium table, patted the podium table heavily with a blackboard eraser, and then stared at Li Yun with his arms folded.