The days of Kuai Chuan's counterattack with a male god

Chapter 23 Rebellious School Belle (23)

Chapter 23 Rebellious School Belle (23)

"This little hoof just wants to force me to kill her in a legal society." Wushuang was in a hurry, wasting her time.

Soon, the surrounding students gathered around and helped Su Yuan up, and someone boldly began to accuse Wushuang.

"Mu Wushuang, how can you treat your classmates like this? Su Yuan is all for you, how can you be so shameless."

"That's right, the posts scolded you to death, and Su Yuan was also worried for you. It's fine if you don't know how to be grateful, and you blatantly bumped into people."

"Look at Su Yuan's legs are scratched."

Wushuang raised her eyes to look at Su Yuan's calf, and it was indeed scratched somewhere.

Just, what does it matter to her?

Who knew that she was so weak that she fell with a slight bump?

Obviously just want to touch porcelain.

She doesn't buy it.

As soon as the students spoke, many students began to chime in.

Su Yuan looked anxiously at the classmates who were blaming Wushuang, and said, "Don't say that about Wushuang, she didn't do it on purpose, I accidentally dropped it."

"We've all seen it. It's obvious that she bumped into you on purpose, and you fell down. You were injured, and you still think about her. Is there something wrong with your brain?"

"That's right, this Mu Wushuang is being taken care of by an old man, and he thinks that if he has a few filthy money, he's great and dirty."

"Look at her pair of brand-name shoes, they cost at least [-] yuan. Which old man is willing to buy such good shoes for her, he must have been taken care of by countless old men and bought them with money saved up."

Wushuang looked down at the shoes under her feet...

Because the school uniforms are uniform, the only things students can compare are shoes.

Soon, the dean was alarmed.

The director was followed by a large number of students, who appeared imposingly, stared at Wushuang and scolded: "Wushuang, do you think your reputation in school is not bad enough? Do you want to be expelled from the school? If you don't want to study, drop out of school by yourself , don't make the school a mess, and lower the class credits."

A black line crawled across Wushuang's forehead.

She said lazily, "Director, what are you doing so aggressively? Getting angry makes you grow old."

The dean's chest heaved up and down from Wushuang's anger.

Almost all the students in the class are attacking Wushuang, like this kind of not studying hard, still studying outside and being taken care of by others, and still a little sister, it is simply a cancer in the class.

Coupled with the fact that the students were embellishing Wushuang in front of the dean just now, the dean just wanted to get her away.

I don't know why the school always doesn't give expulsion, even the dean doesn't know why.

Wushuang didn't have time to pay attention to so many people attacking him, so he turned and left.

The dean was so angry that he wanted to explode on the spot, and shouted at Wushuang's back: "This time, I will definitely apply to the school and let you get out of school!"

After the words fell, Wushuang's back disappeared.

Mad at her, mad at her.

Even though he was so angry, the dean still had Su Yuan sent to the infirmary.

When Wu Shuang left the school, she saw Wu Qiang holding his hands in his pockets, still in his original clothes, looking like a ruffian.

Wushuang stepped forward and cut straight to the point: "Where's the thing?"

"Ah, Wushuang, why are you so friendly when we meet? How about we talk about love first?" Wu Qiang raised his eyebrows and asked.

Wushuang really wanted to beat him to death with a hammer.

"Then I'm leaving." Wushuang turned and left.

"Come on, okay, I'll give it to you now." After Wu Qiang finished speaking, he stretched out his hand, rubbing his thumb and index finger together.

(End of this chapter)

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