I was beaten instead of blocking the road. The neat skill of the newcomer once made everyone calm down, but when I saw where she was sitting, the commotion that was finally suppressed gradually heated up and became more and more intense.

   "Hey, newcomer, get up quickly, you are not sitting there."

   "Yes, otherwise you will really cry and cry later."

"stand up!"

  ……

As the slogans gradually converged, the bald teacher also wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and walked over, nervously persuading him, "Song, your desk is hidden by them, and the teacher will arrange other positions for you. Don't sit here anymore."

  Students who even teachers have concerns, it is conceivable that deterrence should be well-known throughout the school.

  But Qin Qing put down her schoolbag and didn't mean to move her footsteps at all. She faintly replied: "The teacher is not worried about me, it is better to let them keep quiet."

  An adult cannot teach a group of children. From this point, she does not sympathize with the teacher being bullied.

"You..." The well-intentioned but cold-faced teacher's tone was stagnant, and dissatisfaction was also born at the moment. When he turned around and was about to walk back to the podium, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a tall figure at the door from the corner of his eyes, and he suddenly paused with his face. The blood on the face is gone.

  And the other people closed their mouths for the first time, one by one, from rampant to good-looking babies, staring straight at the young Lang's unruly figure on the stage.

  The other party walked all the way from the podium through the aisle. Everyone consciously moved the table to pass. Even the teacher and the blond man subconsciously stepped back and gave way.

  When the teenager walked to the table and stared at Qin Qing, everyone had silently lit candles for the newcomer in their hearts.

  The blond man raised the corners of his mouth directly, waiting to see the real monster clean up the newcomer, and beat this unconscious guy into teeth.

  Amidst the intense anticipation of the audience, the teenager raised the book in his hand, and then dropped it high...Finally, the book was neatly placed in front of Qin Qing.

  "?!!!"

  The style of painting is obviously different from imagination, making everyone open their mouths again and stunned.

"Haha, I didn't expect you to be so early, I just went to help you get the book, how about it, isn't it a good environment?" Luo Zihang patted Qin Qing's shoulders and asked with a smile. Finally, he looked up and down two laps. Continued: "I thought it was clean before, but now if you sit here, I feel like this place is like a garbage dump. Dahui, please come and clean it up soon."

  Dahui, who just got up from the corner of the wall, stumbled under his feet, and almost fell again, clutching his stomach and supporting his back, and asked stupidly, "Shao Luo, do you know this person?"

Hearing this, Luo Zihang's Danfeng narrowed his eyes and kicked him again, dissatisfied: "Will you speak well? This is my young master's brother, who will be mine in the future. Who dares not respect me, I cut him off? ."

  Bye to the handle brother.

  Unexpectedly, the well-behaved student who looked gentle and delicate turned out to be Luo Zihang’s brother. Dahui, who had just spoken badly, only felt that his legs were weak and his death was not far away. So in order to redeem his merits, he neatly cleaned Qin Qing's front, rear, left, and right positions.

However, the blond man’s face was as ugly as he swallowed a fly. Seeing that the holy place he had worked so hard to maintain had welcomed the new owner so grandly, and he was a guy with a paler face than a woman, and he felt tens of thousands of upsets in his heart. Right now, he tentatively said with a chuckle: "It can make Shao Luo value so much, there must be something extraordinary about this classmate Song."

This sour tone can be heard by fools. Luo Zihang, who is still there with a smile on his face, squinted his eyes and said directly: "Okay, lunatic, Aye is a gentleman, don't use your brains and go after class. Class one calls the other two out to get to know each other."

Hearing his polite attitude, Qin Qing couldn't help but look at the blond man more. Seeing that the latter reluctantly suffocated his breath and returned to his seat, the corners of his mouth drew a radian, and said lightly, "Shao Luo’s friend, it’s very special. of."

Hearing this, Luo Zihang didn't seem to understand the deep meaning, he laughed cheerfully, "Hey, this guy is called Shi Feng, nicknamed a lunatic, and his dad is also working in the Red Tiger Gang's handicap. That way, the mind is not bad."

Seeing his ignorance, and then looking at the surrounding environment, Qin Qing probably understood the standard of good and bad, and nodded without mentioning the dispute. "

  She seemed to change the subject casually, but Yu Guang stared at the boy's face.

Luo Zihang was stunned, and then frowned and snorted coldly: "Huh, it's still closed. You were asked about it the night that I should explain. It was nothing more than buying murders. It was really strange, you said. How can a father kill a daughter in this world..."

  Speaking of this, the style of painting has completely turned into a gossip discussion, and it is basically certain that this person is not careful to investigate the inside story of the Qin family.

   "Well, I don't know." Qin Qing sighed in relief, casually perfunctory, and at the same time verified the Red Tiger Gang's idea of ​​making a fuss.

  A class was spent in noisy chaos. The moment the teacher heard the bell tones after class, the teacher ran faster than the students, and there was another boo of applause.

  While Shi Feng was ordered to go out to find someone, he hurried back in less than five minutes, and said in a panic: "The big thing is not good. The witch is showing off in a group. I think today is a lot of bad luck."

   "Damn, witch, that won't be saved, I guess you don't even want to eat lunch." Luo Zihang immediately jumped up, a look of fear appeared on his face.

Um? Qin Qing looked away from the textbook, feeling a little curious in her heart, "Is there any person you are afraid of in this school?"

  The head teacher was tossed to the point of baldness. She thought these people were already lawless and didn't put anyone in her eyes.

"Tsk tsk, this is different. The witch coach hired by the school is not terrifying. I will take you to see." Luo Zihang shook his head with lingering fears. Finally, considering the difficulties of the brothers, he asked to go to the first class. It depends on the situation.

Walking from one end of the corridor to the other, Class 7 at the end of the crane is very different from Class No. 1 in terms of sanitation and learning atmosphere, but after a long time after class, the classroom door of Class No. 1 is always tightly closed. NS.

  Qin Qing was dragged and squatted under the window edge, looking into the classroom from the gap of the curtain like a thief, and saw the black heads lined up neatly, and there was a young and beautiful female teacher standing on the podium. The only difference was...

   "Damn, the witch is too ruthless, she actually got the guys here." Luo Zihang couldn't help but explode, staring in one direction like a cannibal demon.

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