Xiaoran squatted down, reached out and picked up the cigarette. With the other hand, she took the fruit knife in the box, stood up, and hid the fruit knife behind her back.

Due to vision problems, Aunt Ru didn't clearly see Xiaoran holding the fruit knife.

Xiaoran held a bottle of soy sauce in her other hand, opened her schoolbag, put the soy sauce in, and quickly stuffed the fruit knife into the schoolbag.

After doing this, Xiaoran walked up to Aunt Ru and said, "Aunt Ru, how much does it cost?"

"Seventeen yuan in total." Aunt Ru said while embroidering flowers.

Xiaoran gave her twenty yuan, and after changing the money, Xiaoran rushed to the gate of the community on a worn-out bicycle. In fact, Xiaoran had prepared this for the two school bullies. Xiaoran's small arms now

, Shank, even if you have extraordinary strength, it will take time to hit them, it is not as good as directly holding a knife.

As for that power, it was hard to find, and Xiaoran didn't really expect that power to be of any help.

A few minutes later, Xiaoran came to the door of a high school, which was called Yutian No. 3 Middle School. The door was also tightly closed, leaving only a small door on the side, and a security guard on the side.

There was no one in the room, and there was no one on the campus walkway. Trees stood quietly on both sides of the walkway.

When Xiaoran saw no one, she was startled. Was there class? She quickly got off the bicycle, pushed the execution cart and walked in from the small door.

"Are you late for making soy sauce?" Xiaoran pushed the bicycle, feeling helpless.

After walking for a while, we arrived at a parking lot. The bicycles were neatly arranged in rows, and there was an awning above them.

Xiaoran put the car away, locked it, and hurried to her teaching building. This building was three stories high. The floors were all light yellow in color, and different fonts were hung on each floor.

They were just words about studying hard. Xiaoran had never cared about those words.

Xiaoran hurriedly ran up to the second floor, turned a staircase, and walked towards the last classroom in the corridor. The surroundings were quiet, and the faint voice of the teacher's lecture could be heard.

"Damn it, I'm late for class!" Xiaoran said helplessly.

Walking to the door of Class (3) classroom, Xiaoran felt helpless when looking at the male teacher on the stage. The teacher was as tall as a bucket, short and fat, wearing short sleeves and a pair of loose jeans.

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But he is the most strict teacher in Xiaoran's class. He has a nickname: "Two Fatty."

Before Xiaoran could say anything, the two fat men obviously felt Xiaoran at the door, stopped teaching, and turned around.

Xiaoran thought to herself that she might have lost her fortune now.

"Xiaoran, this is the first time this month that you have been late." The fat teacher said slowly, the fat on his face shaking as he spoke.

"The second time!" Xiaoran replied helplessly.

This time the relationship hit the target. The fat guy had a bad temper. Even if there were naughty people in the class, he would never be late for his class. If he bought that soy sauce, he would really buy his sister!
Chapter completed!