Be a qualified heartthrob

Ye Shaoan drew a big cake for everyone in class eight.

It is still a piece of delicious, coveted, and once-in-a-century pie.

When Ye Shaoan was called out just now, the students in Class [-] also wanted to go to the door to eavesdrop, but Wen Kangping's aura was too strong, and his light eyes swept over him. Eighty percent of them immediately dispersed, only a few I was still holding on, and finally returned to my position under the rising aura of Ye Shaoan and Wen Kangping.

Therefore, except for Ye Shaoan, no one in Class [-] knew about Wen Kangping's bet with Ye Shaoan.

However, the chance of defeating Wen Kangping...

...Really, just thinking about it...excited!

Wen Kangping is a famous figure in Canghai College. In Canghai College, his name is more widely spread than the headmaster's name. He was born in the Wen family, the largest family in the imperial capital. Shang, Wen's mother's surname is Mu, and he is also one of the most famous people in the imperial capital. From Shang, the Mu family only had such a daughter. It can be said that from the time Wen Kangping was born, he had dual resources from the Mu family and the Wen family. He is a veritable "Prince". Even if he does nothing, there are countless people who want to please him and live by him.

However, he is talented, capable, scheming, and ruthless. He is only 15 years old this year, and it is said that he can already practice with the Mu family's subsidiary.

He is the proud son of heaven, arrogant by nature, even Zhang Ziwen, Lu Tianhua and others who have always been close to his family and age, so he has never really taken it into his heart, let alone others?

In the eyes of the Eight Classes, Wen Kangping is someone to look up to.

But now, there is an opportunity to defeat the person who is looking up to, who can not be excited?

but……

What if it fails?

The fate of offending Wen Kangping...

As long as the students in Class [-] thought about it, they couldn't help shivering.

The people in the eighth class are mostly young and frivolous, and have a youthful spirit. They only need to use certain language skills to easily achieve their goals. , will be more concerned about the interests from the family, even if the eighth class is a dude, but this group of people will not do things that really damage the interests of the family.

Otherwise, he would not be pampered and protected by the parents and elders at home. The dudes can be indulged, but it is not enough to destroy the interests of the family.

Ye Shaoan looked at the unpredictable faces of the students in Class [-] below the stage. Some of them had repressed excitement in their eyes, some had serious expressions, and some had worried eyes. They could not help but curl their lips slightly, carelessly Said: "Actually, it's not a big bet."

"We still have a good chance of winning."

Class [-] students: "..."

Only a fool would believe it!

Wen Kangping is not a fool, since he can open his mouth to tell the bet, he must have full confidence. They bet with him, are they not asking for death?

For a while, half of the eighth class became sluggish.

Ye Shaoan drew a big cake for them, but compared to this big cake, life is more important!

However, seeing Ye Shao'an's calm, calm and calm appearance on the podium, they were too embarrassed to say no if they said no!

How could they show weakness like this man!

Especially when this person beat them up just now, making them lose all face!

Don't show weakness like him!

"Then what did you bet on?" The female voice with big curly curls and bright red lipstick stood up, Ye Shaoan recognized her, she was the girl who just mocked Lin Zhu.

Compared with boys, girls have less scruples.

Anyway, Ye Shaoan didn't beat them up.

Anyway, it wasn't them who fell down in the corridor and couldn't get up.

Anyway, they were not the ones who were shamed.

"A very simple bet," Ye Shaoan smiled softly at the girl, and said calmly, "Bet on the grades of the two classes, and bet on the average grades of the two classes in the mid-term exam next month."

The girl stared at Ye Shaoan dumbfounded, as if she had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

The entire eighth class was silent, looking at Ye Shaoan with a bit of a dazed look in their eyes, just now...was it actually an auditory hallucination?

"There are still 37 days until the midterm exam. Counting today, there are still 38 days. I hope everyone will study hard and make progress every day, so as not to drag down the average score of the class," Ye Shaoan swept through the eighth class one by one with a smile. The students, taking their expressions into their eyes, said softly, "Since it's a bet, there must be a bet."

What the hell--

——It wasn't an auditory hallucination! ! !

Are they really going to compare the average grades of Class [-] with Class [-]? ! !

What's the difference between this and self-death? ! ! ! !

This is courting death at all!

After half a minute of silence, the entire eighth class became restless.

"Fuck, why do you bet on behalf of our entire class?! There is still a bet?! Are you fucking leading our entire class to seek death?!"

"Impossible!! How can our grades be as good as the first class?! Even the group of nerds in the third and fourth classes dare not say that their grades are as good as the first class!!"

"Fuck, are you crazy?! Are you making this bet?! Don't take us with you even if you want to die?!"

"Class One has always been the oldest class, and Class Two, Class Three, and Class Four compete fiercely for second place, but they have never threatened the status of Class One! Even if you just came to Canghai and don't know anything, you should at least ask around! The worst thing is that the average score of Class [-] is seven times that of our Class [-]! Seven times! Even if we fly, we can’t fly Class [-]!”

Class [-] was full of resentment, and the whole classroom was noisy. Ye Shaoan stood on the podium, smiled and looked down, and then walked off the podium.

The few boys in the front row who were talking happily shut their mouths in an instant.

Ye Shaoan walked past those two boys and continued to walk back. A series of boys closed their mouths one after another. Seeing the smile on Ye Shaoan's lips, they felt a faint pain in their bodies.

——The scene where this guy hit 32 just now is really spectacular and scary QAQ!

——It’s like a scar firmly engraved in the hearts of every boy in Class [-].

Ye Shaoan took out the math textbook and exercise book, and walked back to the podium. At this time, the classroom in Class [-] was already very quiet. Ye Shaoan looked at everyone in surprise, and said, "Everyone finished?"

"It's over, let's get down to business." Ye Shao'an slightly bent his lips, "Although Wen Shao asked me to make a bet, you can also regard it as a bet between Class One and Class Eight. The average grade of the entire class, so it is actually a bet between the two classes."

"Since there is a bet, there is a bet. Believe me, the bet will never let you down." Ye Shaoan showed a gentle smile like a spring breeze, "Of course, the bet has been established, and I don't have the guts to find out about it. Don't say that the bet is void, if any of you have the courage, you are welcome to tell Young Master Wen that the bet is void."

Class [-] was dead silent.

Ask Wen Kangping to cancel the bet?What's the difference between this and a slap on Wen Kangping's face?

They don't want to court death!

"That's the bet you made! You bear it yourself, we don't admit it!" A girl stood up abruptly, and said unceremoniously, "We don't bet on this bet, what can you do to us?!"

"Of course I can't do anything to you," Ye Shaoan said calmly, his smile didn't look forced at all, it was still gentle and calm, like a spring breeze.

The girl froze for a moment.

She also went out to check the door just now, and she was one of the few students in Class [-] who persisted to the back. At that time, Wen Kangping's aura was too ruthless, and Ye Shaoan was not inferior at all. That kind of confrontational aura could not accommodate another person , They couldn't bear this kind of aura in the end, and sat back to their seats one by two.

But now, seeing Ye Shao'an's composed and calm look, she didn't know what to say.

She pursed her lips and sat down in silence.

"It is said that the students in Class [-] are very fond of one sentence—" Ye Shaoan swept across the students present, the corners of his lips slightly curled up, showing a bit of coldness, "The strong are respected."

"From the first year of high school to the third year of high school, in two years, Class 32 and Class [-] fought [-] times, of which there were [-] group fights, which were used to determine a certain status, and with Class [-] and Class [-] Several students had conflicts."

The corners of Ye Shaoan's lips became less and less curved, and his black eyes revealed a permeating coldness, "The strong are respected. In your hearts, there is nothing wrong with fighting. The strong should stand above the weak."

"But now, I am the strong one," Ye Shao'an slightly bent his lips, "Of course, you can go to your parents to sue me, but believe me, with the Wen family here, no one can drive me out of Canghai Academy."

Before the bet between him and Wen Kangping ended, no one could drive him out of Canghai Academy, because Wen Kangping would not agree.

Ye Shaoan's cold eyes showed a bit of pity, "And if you let me know, I will let you understand more clearly what it means to control violence with violence."

"You don't have to learn, you can make trouble, you don't care about the bet, you don't have to fulfill everything, but," Ye Shaoan laughed suddenly, his eyes were picturesque, showing a kind of intoxicating tenderness, he said in a low voice, "I am best at using violence to control people." violent."

"Everyone is welcome to try."

Class [-] was even more deathly silent.

Ye Shaoan didn't care about these things, he took out the chalk, tapped the blackboard with his math textbook, and said coldly: "Since you scared the math teacher away, and the second and third classes are continuous math classes, then this math class, by I'll tell."

"If you have any comments, you are welcome to raise them now." Ye Shaoan smiled slightly, her tone was soft, "But if I wait until after I start the lecture, and then bring up some bad things, I won't..."

Ye Shaoan took out the chalk, wrote down the title of the content of this lesson heavily on the blackboard, and said with a smile, "...so easy to talk about."

The author has something to say: System 001: There are more than forty people in a class. Mosquito meat is still meat no matter how small it is. Host, come on, take them down!

Regarding the issue of Gong Shou, let me explain a little bit. Some little angels think that Gong is too good at covering things up. In fact, to put it bluntly, Gong still looks down on Shou. In his eyes, Shou is an interesting price, which is very interesting. He is very interested in this Interested in the price, but it doesn't mean he can afford it.

It's been less than a day since Shou passed through, and it's impossible for his inherent impression and thinking to be broken so quickly. Gong looks down on Shou, and doesn't think that Shou can bring him any harm. He is the proud son of heaven, arrogant and unruly. Will you put so much effort into a person you even look down on?Cover up so deeply?Even if he showed his worst and worst side, so what, could Ye Shaoan do anything to him?

No.

He said in his heart that he was evenly matched and interesting, but in fact he still looked down upon it. It can also be said that it was a common problem at his level.

And, the bet on Gong is almost a sure win. Class [-]'s odds of winning are too low. Class [-], the best class, Class [-], the worst class, within a month, how can it be possible to catch up with the average score?You can recall your high school, which is to make the grades of the worst ordinary class catch up with the best key class within a month. Do you think it is possible...?

This in itself was an unfair bet, so Shou himself didn't intend to win it in a fair way.