"Mom, do you know how powerful Tangtang is? Just listen to the wind and rain right there!"
Xu's mother became interested, and she said to her son teasingly: "Why, are you so affectionate because you like him?"
Xu Songsong rolled his eyes, "Mom, can you please stop being so whimsical? She is a card repairman who can make Earth-level three-star cards with just one card. Who am I? Do I deserve to like her?"
Xu's mother was shocked. She knew her son well. Although he was not a once-in-a-hundred-year genius, she was always proud that he could say such a thing. It was conceivable how talented this girl named Feng Tang was. How strong.
It’s no wonder that it’s three stars on earth.
After Xu's mother gave her son a chicken leg, she turned around and asked, "Husband, it seems that the student who passed the Qingbei No. 1 Middle School entrance examination the year before last also relied on a Snow Eagle Card?"
"Well, I remember that boy, he seems to be Quan Chen's grandson."
Being talked about by parents means that the school is in trouble, and the fact that the Peiyou class teacher was completely abused by the teacher of Class 20 is like running around with legs spread.
The students were automatically divided into two camps, and the bet that only a few people knew about was even put on the campus famous list.
Although the peiyou class was angry that their teacher did not snatch the simulation classroom, their admiration for Feng Tang was unambiguous.
Under the spontaneous instigation and publicity of the students, Feng Tang's popularity increased even more. Even the remaining regular classes who did not participate in the gambling became Feng Tang's enthusiastic fans.
[Civilian Banjun Dayi overestimated his ability to challenge Feng Tang and was completely tortured. 】
[The military coat has great courage, but no brains. 】
[There are too many dramas about the poor soldier's coat, playing with Feng Tang's cards, and crying after the car rolled over. 】
In just a few days, Yi Zhu's reputation took a turn for the worse.
Class 20 classroom.
"Fuck him uncle."
"I'm so convinced. I don't know if other classes have their brains kicked by donkeys. They just follow me around without understanding anything for a day."
Lei Xiang kicked the podium in front of him hard, and the pain made him hold his right foot and groan.
The faces of the students who came in from outside were darker than the others.
Until Hu Ya rushed to the classroom and shouted: "Oh no, Pan'er and the students from Peiyou class are fighting."
Yi Zhu, who was lying on the table playing mini games and didn't care about the rumors outside, frowned and stood up. The students who were already very angry also ran out of the classroom.
You can't eat or drink reputation. It doesn't matter what others say. After all, I have lived in such a large villa myself, and I am already very satisfied.
As for who is the first in No. 1 Middle School, Yi Zhu doesn't care at all. If she has this time, wouldn't she think about a poem more, make more money, or even spend more time playing Xiaoxiaole?
But I would not be happy if my classmates bullied me.
From a distance, I could see a group of people forming a circle at the entrance of the building, and the deafening fighting and roaring penetrated the crowd and went straight into Yi Zhu's ears.
Yi Zhu quickened her pace and broke through the crowd to reach the scene of the fight.
I saw four boys collapsed on the ground, groaning and hugging their legs, hugging their waists, and it looked like they were really in pain.
There were also three girls with messy hair and vague slap marks on their faces.
Seven or eight cards were thrown on the ground and no one paid attention to them. A leopard hid far away, fearing that the next second he would be like the fire fox just now, whose tail was pulled up by someone and turned into a hot wheel.
Seeing this situation, Yi Zhu suddenly felt that her worries were completely unnecessary.
Who is she? She is Gu Pan'er, who can lift a thousand pounds with one hand and win eleven consecutive ring competitions!
I have been practicing my body skills since kindergarten and I can't win eleven games in a row until I succeed in making cards.
Gu Pan'er, who was beating people crazily, punched away a boy who was about to cry. When she saw the classmates from Class 20 arriving, she burst into tears.
"Class... monitor, they bully... bully me. A group of them came around and beat me up!" Gu Pan'er, who was stuttering, cried with tears in her eyes.
The confused crowd:? ? ?
"What the hell are you talking about? Who is beating whom? My legs are broken, and you are here to say that we will beat you?" The boy who was lying on the ground hugging his legs was wailing and accusing in a ball of tears and snot.
No matter what the cause was, Yi Zhu quickly looked around Gu Pan'er from top to bottom, and after confirming that she didn't suffer at all, acted as peacemaker.
"Our Pan'er is the most delicate. She doesn't dare to speak loudly in the class on weekdays. She is extremely introverted. If you hadn't taken action first, Pan'er would never have been forced to this level."
"That's right, that's right, who doesn't know that Gu Pan'er in our class is famous for being a social phobic? Why are you bullying her when she has nothing to do!"
Social fear?
Are you confused about whether it is social terrorism or terrorism-related?
"What's wrong, the Peiyou Class can use its power to bully others? We know that our family is poor and our talents and qualifications are poor, but you can't bring a group of people to bully the beautiful girls in our class!"
The students in Class 20 said in unison.
"You can all see that our Pan'er is timid and introverted. She only has a little bit of hands-on ability and likes to beat people when she is scared. If you still bully her, I can't guarantee that she will do something!" Yi Zhu pulled Gu Paner down behind him.
Gu Pan'er drooped her head, her voice as gentle as a mosquito, "Don't hit me, I'm scared."
What a soft hard stubble.
Killing people and punishing people is nothing more than that.
The sports committee member of the Peiyou Class had red eyes and pointed at Yi Zhu, "Don't be too proud. Don't think that you can do whatever you want without us Tangtang participating in the provincial exchange competition. Wait."
Gu Pan'er poked her head out from behind Yi Zhu and asked timidly: "Do you still want to bully me?"
The sports committee member who was harder than a steel bar instantly retracted his hand, "So and so bullied you, please stop talking nonsense."
"Since there's nothing else, let's go back to class first. Don't miss the simulation class if it's too late."
Five kills, the team is destroyed.
Another addition to the campus hot list, intense disputes are spreading wantonly.
In the principal's room, Fang Zhiyong was like an ant on a hot pot, pacing around with his phone in hand, "Hurry up, the campus network is in a mess. If you can't handle this matter, I think it's better to change the president of the student union to someone else!" "
Quan Chen, who was cheerful, was scrolling through the campus ranking list, which had been filled with insults, and saw that the posts of [No. 1 Middle School and No. 1 Sister] had reached thousands of floors.
He suddenly thought about it, grabbed the phone directly, and said calmly: "Xiao Lin, don't listen to Director Fang's nonsense. The school is also a place that talks about human rights. Since the students are very enthusiastic about this matter, let's go directly Open a voting channel."
Xiaolin:? ? ?
Dean of Education Fang Zhiyong:? ? ?
Okay, okay, let’s do this, right?
You are noble, you are great, and you use my face as a favor!
Next time something happens, wipe your own butt!
I quit!
