The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

Wu Dongli looked at Gu Weimian and Pang Yiqin looking at each other with embarrassed expressions, "Forget it.

Although he didn't know much about the world, he also intuitively felt that if he continued to stay in that position, it might make Gu Weimian even more depressed and disgusted.

Jiang Lihua breathed a sigh of relief, looked around, and pointed to a position on the left rear, "You can sit there first, and I will help you move the chairs and table in."

There are no empty tables and chairs in the classroom.

Wu Dongli nodded and followed Jiang Lihua to move the table and chairs in.

After everything was settled, Jiang Lihua retired, leaving the students to study alone while she went out.

Pang Yiqin finally held back his tears. His sadness was no longer sad, but turned into anger.

She glared hard at the empty seat behind her, still remembering Ning Quruo's rudeness to Gu Weimian just now.

As her head felt warm, she glanced at Gu Weimian blankly.

Gu Weimian smiled and rubbed her head, "Don't be angry."

Pang Yiqin pursed her lips, blushed, and nodded fiercely.

She was about to turn around and sit back down when her eyes turned and she saw something like a document exposed in Ning Quruo's schoolbag, with a photo on it.

The moment he saw the photo, Pang Yiqin felt a strange feeling in his heart, as if he had seen it somewhere.

She stood up and picked up the photo.

Above is a little girl who looks to be only three or four years old. Although she is very young, it can still be seen that the little girl's eyebrows are extremely delicate.

It is rare to be so beautiful. She has only seen one since she was a child...

"what are you doing!"

A loud shout interrupted Pang Yiqin's thoughts, and before she could react, she felt her hands were empty.

"hiss……"

There was a sound of paper being shredded.

Pang Yiqin stared blankly at the corner he was holding in his hand.

The two people looked at each other, and almost instantly the man's eyes turned scarlet. Without saying a word, he clenched his fist and punched Pang Yiqin.

Jiang Jingchen and Gu Weimian were closest to him.

Gu Weimian couldn't block the fist at all. She could only hug Pang Yiqin and hide her in her arms.

Ning Quruo's fist did not reach.

Jiang Jingchen started fighting with Ning Quruo directly.

Gu Weimian turned his head. Neither of them held back a hand, and all their moves were aimed at the other's vital points.

The table and chairs were all knocked down by the two of them, making a huge noise.

Several nearby girls screamed in fright.

Gu Weimian frowned. If Ning Qu is a professional, Jiang Jingchen is not bad either. If this continues, both of them will suffer losses.

Even if Jiang Jingchen could win... Her eyes turned to Ning Quruo's face, and Ning Quruo's lips were black and blue.

He had just been discharged from the hospital and could not bear such a violent fight.

It would be clean if he died, but the rest of Jiang Jingchen's life might be ruined.

"stop."

The two people didn't listen to her at all.

Gu Weimian's voice was lazy, "Otherwise I will destroy the photo."

Ning Quruo's pupils shrank, and he turned to look at Gu Weimian, holding his hands tightly.

Jiang Jingchen didn't stop for a moment and punched him several times, even hitting him directly in the face, but he didn't seem to feel anything at all.

When the man saw Ning Quruo like this, he found it boring to hit him again and withdrew his hand.

His eyes turned to Gu Weimian.

Gu Weimian stood casually and lazily, with a calm expression, but it made Ning Quruo's nerves tense because she was holding a gel pen in her hand, and the tip of the gel pen was facing the eyes of the little girl in the photo.