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Mo Ningyuan took a day off and went to school the next day.

As soon as Mo Ningyuan entered the classroom, he felt that the eyes of most people in the class were focused on him, and being watched by everyone, Mo Ningyuan walked directly to the corner and sat down without stopping.

He is used to standing very tall. In his last life, he had a place name and reputation that ordinary people could not imagine when he was born, so his position was naturally high. In this life, he climbed from the lowest level to the highest level. More than in the previous life, it is common for people to look at them with all kinds of eyes, and Mo Ningyuan is used to it.

What's more, no matter how unfriendly and threatening these gazes are, the students are still simpler.

He took out his textbooks and waited for the teacher to come to class with his chin on his hands.

There are two types of classes in the mecha design class. One is to learn about mecha maintenance in class to lay a solid foundation for future courses. The other is practical classes. Mo Ningyuan has seen today's schedule, The morning classes are taught by the teaching assistants, and the professor is still in charge of their mech maintenance practice in the afternoon.

There was still about half an hour before class, Mo Ningyuan was a little bored waiting, and gradually became drowsy. Yesterday's drunkenness still affected him. Although there were no sequelae such as headaches, his body was still very tired.

But some people just don't let him sleep.

As soon as Mo Ningyuan closed his eyes, he felt someone hit the table hard, which shocked even him.

Mo Ningyuan frowned, and he caught Xue Cheng's back from the corner of his eye. He didn't want to be familiar with children, but if the child is too bearish, it's not impossible for him to help educate him.

After all, if this continues, he will be bored to death.

"Stop." Mo Ningyuan crossed Erlang's legs and lightly tapped the table with his fingers a few times. His voice was not loud, but the originally noisy classroom became quiet in an instant.

The students stopped what they were doing and looked at Mo Ningyuan with bated breath.

Xue Cheng also stopped.

He frowned a little annoyed. He didn't know what evil he had been caught recently. He always felt that this thin transfer student, who could be dealt with with one fist, was like an intimidating superior, and his subconscious was gradually filled with fear. Although he disdains and even loathes this transfer student, he is always uncontrollably afraid and obeys him.

He had already stopped in full view, and if he turned around and left without doing anything, it would be a bit like running away. Xue Cheng felt that he was also a respectable person, and he would never do something like slapping himself in the face.

"What are you doing!" He turned around and raised his eyebrows to look at Mo Ningyuan. The scar at the end of his eyebrows made his expression look extraordinarily ferocious. Several girls even timidly looked away.

Mo Ningyuan was unmoved at all, and her expression did not change at all. "Get out of here."

Xue Cheng took a step forward subconsciously, and his face turned dark when he realized it.

Why does that poor man listen to whatever he says? Is he crazy! ! !

He walked over abruptly, and slammed his fist at Mo Ningyuan's! !

Xue Cheng looked down at Mo Ningyuan's side face. He didn't blink, but raised his eyes slightly to look at him. That look made the blood in Xue Cheng's whole body go cold. Before his fist hit Mo Ningyuan's face, Turning around abruptly, he slammed his fist on the table, sending wood dross flying everywhere.

Mo Ningyuan looked at the tabletop where Xue Cheng punched a crack, and felt a little envious. Xue Cheng's physical fitness was at least B. Although it was much worse than his previous SS, it was still much better than his current E.

Xue Cheng looked at Mo Ningyuan provocatively. He thought that the latter would show a scared expression, or at least a little jealous, but Mo Ningyuan, apart from the little envy in his eyes, was more unreasonable and helpless towards the child.

Xue Cheng's aura suddenly withered. He is a man who advocates force. When encountering things, he can do something and never say anything. The only people who can convince him without doing anything are those old monsters who are scrambling among the dead. Xue Cheng felt this kind of natural power in such a person who has been in a high position for a long time and has been infected by power. Xue Cheng is more afraid than strange.

The spontaneous fear in his heart weakened his aura, but he also had a good face, at least on the surface, he didn't want to show a little weakness.

He put away his fist, pointed at Mo Ningyuan's nose with one hand and said, "You wait for me!!!"

Mo Ningyuan smiled lightly and said, "Okay, I'll wait."

A farce ended like this, and Mo Ningyuan's expression and movements did not change much from the beginning to the end. Compared with Xue Cheng, he was more like the one who was suppressed, but anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that Mo Ningyuan With a few light words and a few eyes, Xue Cheng was suppressed.

Although the students present are domineering and stubborn, they are much worse than their parents, but their growth environment has taught them something, and their minds have long since ceased to be pure, and most of them can tell.

They looked at Mo Ningyuan with less hostility and contempt, and more temptation and awe.

Mo Ningyuan sighed helplessly in her heart. He came to school here because he was helpless. He just wanted to spend his days in peace and stability, but he didn't expect to be forced to become a famous person when he first came here.

To do such a thing in his capacity is a bit childish and ridiculous. If his old friends knew about it, they might laugh at him.

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Xue Cheng returned to his seat. He was so angry that he kicked the table and chair, and the chair fell to the ground with a loud noise. He didn't think it was fun, so he kicked hard again, and then slammed his schoolbag down. On the table.

"Grass." Xue Cheng sat down on the table, his heart ached because he didn't get out of his mouth. He couldn't see anything right now, so he wanted to catch someone and let him out.

Those who played well with him dared not come over, for fear that Xue Cheng's anger would be vented on him.

Xue Cheng, who had just been humiliated by Mo Ningyuan, was extremely sensitive at this moment. He thought that those younger brothers in the past had looked down on him now, and his heart became even more annoyed. Lift him off the ground.

"Brother, big brother..." The younger brother was strangled by the collar, and the feeling of his feet leaving the ground made him feel very insecure. He swallowed and said, "Big brother, don't be as knowledgeable as that low guy, I have a way to let him He can no longer hold his head up!"

Xue Cheng glared at his younger brother fiercely, until the latter's face became pale due to lack of oxygen, then let go of his hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "Say."

The younger brother coughed a few times, and now in his eyes Xue Cheng was no different from an evil spirit, he didn't even get over his breath, so he said shyly: "Boss, think about your status, you are like him. A lowly, decadent noble who is full of poverty and sourness generally knows what to do."

The younger brother went on to say, "Boss, you are the one who is about to enter the mecha driving class, and he might be eliminated to the mecha theory class. You are one in the sky and the other in the ground. People like Mo Ningyuan are like mud on the ground." There is no difference, big brother, you were born to step on him, are you worthy of lowering your status to get angry with him?"

Xue Cheng's complexion improved a lot, but he still looked worried, "It's almost a month before the placement test, what if he... can still drive mechas?"

Although he didn't want to admit it, Mo Ningyuan did give him such a feeling.

The younger brother turned his eyes and leaned into Xue Cheng's ear and said, "Boss, you forgot that the assessment is divided into two parts. The first is to win the competition by driving the mecha that you modified, and the other is to be a member of the mecha driving class." If someone chooses his mech to complete his own exam, even if he has completed the first item, there is still the second item, if no one chooses him, he will have no chance at all..."

The little brother turned to Xue Cheng, "Brother, you forgot, your cousin is still in the mecha driving class, as long as he informs the students in charge in advance, who will choose Mo Ningyuan's mecha at that time?" .”

Xue Cheng's eyes turned, how could he forget his cousin!

Cousin is the only son of his uncle, and unlike his father, his uncle holds real power in his hands and is a person who can speak out in the army, while his cousin's mental strength and physical strength are much higher than him , in the mecha driving class, although he is not the top one or two, he can still talk. As long as his elder brother speaks, even if others don't sell his elder brother's face, but because of the intertwined relationship in the family, they will definitely help He is busy.

Xue Cheng glanced at his younger brother, and patted him on the shoulder, "Your brain is turning very fast, during the placement test, follow me, I guarantee you can enter the mecha driving class!!"

The little brother was overjoyed, and said flatteringly, "Brother, you are indeed a dragon among men, and I'll be with you for the rest of my life!"