At the beginning of the game, the queen is drawn, and the queen is drawn.

You are still chasing a photo of Kanagawa.

Choose a few in the class for training and training, isn't it good?

Although you are dead, I still can't help being envious and jealous.

With a bunch of messy thoughts in his arms, Yin Zhi walked to the podium.

"Cough cough!"

"Students, please be quiet."

"Lesson has already started."

"Let's take a roll call first."

however……

There were forty girls in the classroom, but none of them responded to him.

Every girl kept doing what they were doing.

Listen to music.

Playing games.

Frolicking.

And... cooking?

Yes, a woman actually cooks in a classroom wearing an apron!

clap clap clap!

Yin Zhi slapped his hands.

His applause immediately echoed in the classroom.

"Quiet, quiet!"

"Girls, it's class time."

"Please pay attention to classroom discipline."

Finally someone responded to Yin Zhi this time...

"what?"

"what are you saying?"

"Shut your mouth! And get the hell out of here where you're supposed to be."

"You disgusting fat pig! Qi!"

A tall girl with a stern face stepped on a chair and pointed angrily at the corner.

Yin Zhi looked along her fingers.

I saw a corner surrounded by a fence.

Inside was a chair.

A few huge words were written on the wall: "Pigsty! Seat for fat pigs! Disgusting!"

Yin Zhi blinked.

"This class...is really difficult."

[Author's digression]: I have a cold. . .Can't stand it. . .Seek comfort and support!I have dropped to 11 in the follow-up reading, it's miserable!It seems to be another chapter, but it really doesn't work.

Chapter 297 It seems that it is necessary for you to accept it...

What Yin Zhi doesn't know is...

Yizhu Qingtian was quite useless in Class 8 of the third year!

Obviously he is an "emperor three-star guardian".

Throwing it anywhere in the world is like a king.

But in the past three years, Class 8 has become a pig forcibly.

Don't say that Yin Zhi doesn't know.

Even Kanagawa photo, and other teachers, do not know.

Otherwise, it is impossible for Kanagawa Photo not to remind Yin Zhi.

of course!

It certainly wasn't like that at first.

Yizhu Qingtian's white and fat appearance is just a cover.

The inside is actually a perverted old pervert.

Facing a group of young, beautiful and noble girls.

How could there be no bold ideas?

how...

All his "bold ideas" were trampled to pieces by those beautiful girls who were not easy to mess with!

Why?

Could it be that those beautiful girls are stronger than a pillar of green fields?

It is naturally impossible in terms of personal strength!

If personal strength is not enough, it is natural to fight for family strength!

"My father is a weaver!"

"Listen well, my mother's surname is Erleng!"

"Hui Ye is fragrant every day. I am the bride-to-be of the royal family!"

have a look……

take a look...

Which one is not a famous lady?

The only commoner and concubine daughter in the class is a "fire-spreading treasure" reserved by the big family!

Which one can be provoked by a young man?

What should I do if I can't afford it?

I can only be cowardly.

In the end, I became a pig...

Yin Zhi knew nothing about it.

He looked at the extremely arrogant and aggressive girl.

Looking at the "pig seat" in the corner, he scratched his head and smiled "hehe".

He leaves the podium.

But not to the "pig's seat".

Instead, he went to close the classroom door.

After closing the door, he returned to the podium.

"Cough cough!"

"Now call the name."

"Erlen... Saori?"

Pairs of flickering pitch-black eyeballs looked at Yin Zhi one after another—well, a column of green fields.

banter.

Disdain.

ridicule.

indifferent.

annoyed.

Etc., etc.

There are all kinds of eyes.

Only no one said anything.

"See what I do?"

"Shout 'to' when the name is read."

"Two rib yarn weaving!"

boom!

I saw the aggressive girl slapping the table.

"Hey hey hey hey hey hey!"

"Disgusting fat pig, are you blind?"

"Didn't see my old lady is here!"

"so……"

"Is your skin itchy again?"

Snapped! !

Erlong Shazhi took out a whip from the desk drawer and threw it on the table.

That meaning couldn't be more obvious...

Yin Zhi also started to "hello" in his heart.

"Hey Hey hey!"

"Yizhu Qingtian, are you doing too badly?"

"I'm totally sorry about your name!"

Secretly complaining, he continued.

"Those who read the name just need to say 'to'."

"Don't need to say that much. Next..."

"The Son of Weaver."

no sound?

"Who is the Son of Weaver?"

Still no sound.

Snapped! !

Erleng Shazhi grabbed the whip and violently lashed the table.

Then he left the seat grabbing the pitch-black whip.

"You disgusting fat pig."

"It seems that you have forgotten how to make a pig."

"I'm here to make you reflect on yourself now!"

After saying that, the pitch-black leather whip tore through the air, whistling and whipped towards Yin Zhi.

As soon as Yin Zhi stretched out his hand, he grabbed the whip.

There was a soft "boom", and the whip instantly tightened.