Quick travel to pick up morals: Blacken the BOSS, don't make trouble

Chapter 134 Brother, Your Design Is Collapsed (04)

She is the errand tool of the whole class, and she is used to tease when she has nothing to do. The meaning of her existence is that this group of rich kids play between classes.

Before I reached the door of the classroom, I could hear the hustle and bustle inside.

The teacher in charge stood outside the door with a livid face and put his hand on the doorknob, but he never had the courage to open it.

"Morning, teacher." Xing Yue walked over and greeted politely.

The teacher turned his head and looked at her in surprise.

In the past, when Su Pinyan saw the teacher, it was like a mouse seeing a cat. He could hide as far as he could, let alone say hello politely.

"The class bell is about to ring, why doesn't the teacher come in?" Xing Yue asked pretending to be puzzled.

Of course she knew the reason. The class she was in was class F with the worst moral rating in the school.

All the troubled students gathered in it. They come from a superior family, but they are ignorant. Anyway, they have their parents' success. They don't have to worry about the rest of their lives, so they come to the school to fool around.

This type of people, relying on the power of their families, treat school as a playground and do not pay attention to teachers at all. They often make teachers slam the door and leave and use this as a way to show off.

All the teachers assigned to class F are complaining, so they never procrastinate. On the contrary, when the get out of class is over, they run the fastest.

Xing Yue glanced at the water stains under the door, smiled suddenly, then walked over to the math teacher at the door, raised his foot and kicked hard, the classroom door opened instantly, followed by a bucket of cold water falling from the sky.

The bucket slammed on the ground, and the splashed water wetted the uppers of the math teacher's leather shoes.

The noisy classroom fell into an eerie silence.

The prank failed, and there were sounds of disappointment from the students' mouths.

The math teacher came back to his senses, and stared at Xing Yue even wider.

Is this still the person I know!

Xing Yue ignored the surprised eyes around her, she went straight to her seat, the corner of the last row was hers, the table was full of rubbish, the drawers were crumpled books, and the desk was painted with various All kinds of graffiti, and words like "ugly", "slut" and "fuck".

Xing Yue's mouth twitched. Is this a place for people to sit? !

She pinched her nose, took a step back, glanced around, and found a seat she was satisfied with.

The position in the third row by the window, which can not only provide ventilation, but also better see the blackboard, is simply her ideal seat.

So Xing Yue was not polite, he walked over and threw his schoolbag on the table, and then said to the girl sitting outside: "Miss sister, can you let me in?"

The girl looked at her blankly, then shook her head immediately after realizing her reaction: "Do you know whose position this is?!"

"It belongs to my grandson." Xing Yue said honestly.

"I know you're still doing this! Have you been stimulated by something?!" The young lady looked at her in disbelief, as if she was watching a psychopath.

Sun Zi can be said to be the leader of the class here, because here, his father has the biggest official, and there are many thugs around him, and there is never a shortage of thugs, so gradually, Class F is led by him.

Back then, he was the one who took the lead in bullying Su Pinyan.

"Grandpa, can I be afraid of my grandson?" After Xing Yue finished speaking, he turned the table and went in.

Crazy to the extreme arrogance.

In this class, she was the first one who dared to provoke Sun Zi with such words.

The girl looked at Xing Yue with a frown, and then realized that she was indeed different from before.

(End of this chapter)