I want to laugh, but I don't dare, what should I do?

The dozens of students below held their thighs tightly, leaned forward, lowered their heads and shoulders and trembled.

Dao San, who was sitting in the back row, could feel something was wrong with the atmosphere, but he had never seen the communication of the Lingting, and he knew that his shorts had been stripped of them.

If you think about it carefully, is this what Brother Yanjiu called campus bullying?

Dao San lowered his head and walked straight to the back row by the window.

This direction is exactly where Li Yueji is located on Xiada Road.

Seeing Dao San's target, Xia Dalu Li Yueji stretched out her jade fingers gracefully, stroked her blonde hair, and proudly raised her head at an exaggerated angle. If her spine was flexible enough, Li Yueji would want to tilt her face to her back.

‘At least you are not blind yet.’

Then Li Yueji kicked Xigua Tou Xiguang and signaled him to go back and go.

The only empty seat was occupied by the watermelon head when Dao San was not sitting down.

At this time, Dao San could only choose one of them to sit at the same table.

Dao San raised his eyebrows and stepped across the row of Li Yueji. He lowered his head and asked Xiang Xiguang softly, "Classmate, can you let me in?"

Xiguang didn't even raise his head and butt. He pressed his hand on the table and slid into the bench.

Funny, a group of red and white long skirts were clamped into a white skirt in a standard clothing.

According to Brother Yanjiu's teaching, this conspicuous outfit is simply a school bully among school bullies.

How could Dao San sit next to her?

As the killer leader in the God of Death, Broken Bee is very good at adjusting her emotions, and she simply calmed down and continued to talk about the flower arrangement class.

The broken bees are not completely unaware of flower arrangement.

When I was the personal guard of that person, I was forced to listen to many flower arrangement classes together. Even if I had a left ear and my right ear, I could still remember a lot of things.

With her captain's style, she can pass by it with a few more fools.

However, the students who listened to her class before always had strange expressions.

Broken bee also understood. After all, the students here are still nobles, so they may have better understanding of flower arrangement than her.

But at this time, their inexplicable expressions seemed a little distorted to the Broken Bee. The Broken Bee's snake whip was slightly raised, and her face kept flushing. The top of her head seemed to be a boiling pot lid, and steam was sprayed out from time to time.

Dao San in the audience did not understand the things that the nobles played with. He was confused, but out of support and respect for his friends, he stared at the Broken Bee without blinking. The whole class was not as serious as his students.

The broken bee was stared at the ground in a mess, her brain was still blank, and what she said was becoming more and more unorganized.

"Bang!"

The broken bee knocked hard, and the entire table trembled, which scared the whole class trembled, and then stepped stiffly, leaving a sentence "I still have the execution task!"

Then the broken bee lowered her head, like a defeated soldier, hurried out.

Let's go...

Dao San was still curious, what happened to the girl captain?

The students expressed understanding.

The captains of the Thirteenth Team are a bit strange and not surprising, and the college students expressed their understanding.

And when the Broken Bee left, Dao San keenly felt that the classroom environment began to become inexplicable.

Quiet, especially quiet.

In such a quiet atmosphere, dozens of students were all silent and didn't know what they were doing.

But Dao San could feel the keen spiritual pressure, and the eyes under their heads seemed to be sensing themselves.

The reason why I felt something strange was that the golden retriever in the front row had been turning his head and was about to stick his forehead to him since the Broken Bee left.

Dao San lowered his head and pretended not to see it.

Campus bullying, this is definitely a campus bullying, what should I do?

I forgot to review the book "The Art of Language" given to me by Brother Yanjiu. Damn it, I have learned it all.

What to do now? The flight attendant said that when he encounters someone bullying him, he will beat him up.

After making a decision, if they start to take action, they will definitely give them a thunderbolt.

The air became heavier and heavier. Dao San lowered his head, his white eyebrows raised, and he could even feel the sound of the golden retriever's breathing.

"Guru."

I don’t know who swallowed his saliva, it was like the gunshot at the beginning of the game.

In an instant, the whole class squeezed in front of Dao San like a rescue food, and even the golden retriever that occupied the favorable terrain was inexplicably squeezed aside.

"It's so amazing. Are you the Dao San Hanyu? My name is Sanjo General. My mother is the God of Death in the Third Team. She told me to have a good relationship with you."

"Student Dao San, Dao San, what is your relationship with Captain Broken Bee?"

"Student Dao San, is that Mian Qi powerful? What does it look like the legendary green-faced and fanged?"

This seems to be different from what Brother Yanjiu said!

Shouldn’t they bully themselves as the transfer student?

Dao San smacked his lips and thought about what went wrong.

Do you think there is a possibility that the flight attendant and Yanjiu have never been to school at all?

Although he didn't know how to answer the other questions for the time being, he heard the last question and had a considerable desire to answer them.

"Mianqi is ugly, very ugly, with a green face and fangs, and a mouth full of swearing, mainly because she is still eating her soul..."

this……

Recently, the big news about the Horizontal Court, Hanyu Dao San and the Blade Bee are one of the gossips, but the one that is really related to the interests of these students is the Yihun Experiment.

As the pinnacle of the skills of transforming souls, artificial soul Sleep No. 7 has also aroused the interest of many motivated students.

Artificial souls eat people, which completely touches the students' knowledge blind spots.

Could it be that the dark side of the Death Gods did not reveal, the teenagers had a curious mentality, and even Li Yueji, who had just felt that she was ignored and sulked, stretched her ears.

Daosan earnestly promoted the science "Mian No. 7" for everyone, and tried hard to search all the negative words in his stomach, but he still felt that he was a little exhausted.

...

"Smack it."

There was a rapid and powerful sound of knocking on the table.

"I said stinky old man, I want to be the dean, so I will approve it for me quickly."

Kaoru, holding a cigarette gun in his arms, sat on Ouru Okura's desk, sucking in the clouds and slapped the table.

Owena's face was originally stiff, but now it's more cold as steel.

"I am just a vice president, how can I make you the president?"

"I don't care. I'll be the dean and move my Shibo hut to Zhenyang Spiritual Art Academy!"

"Your hut is definitely not OK."

Dayuna had never seen Kotori's Shiha cottage, but Dayuna knew the talent passed down from generation to generation in the Shiha family's art.

"Absolutely not possible. I can't accommodate it. I also want to be the vice president, and I also want to teach classes." Iwaki stretched his neck and faced with Daeuna.

"What can you teach?"

“We can take fireworks classes!”

"Huh..." Daeuna's face, which had not changed for a hundred years, was almost twitched in anger. In the future, he had to learn to set off fireworks.

"Anyway, I will solve it for me immediately. If I can't solve it, I will go to Room 46."

no way.

The authority of the five nobles.

The Kurimu family manages the Sixth District of the Aristocratic Nobles of the Lingting Court, which is equivalent to the prime minister of the country in the middle of the country.

The Takayaya family is in charge of the Great Spirit Book Corridor, which is equivalent to controlling the history of the corpse soul world.

The Zhibo family was in charge of the Zhenyang Spiritual Art Academy, but later, the father of Haiyan and Konghe, the late head of the previous Zhibo family, handed over the authority of the Spiritual Art Academy to the Thirteenth Team of the God of Death.

In the original Shiyang Spiritual Art Academy, even if you are a genius like Hanyu Dao San, you would not be able to give you the right to study.

This is a place where aristocrats practice and is not open to the common people at all.

Even now, Zhenyang Spiritual Art Academy is still under the name of the Zhibo family. If Kong Heshi went to the Forty-sixth Room and then sued, those old guys would probably pass the unanimous votes to protect the Zhibo family and the rights and interests of the nobles.

"I have allowed it. As for the position, I still need to wait for the approval of the captain Yamamoto."

"By the way, Dao San is responsible for our three meals every day. Calculate the time, and he can only have one class every day."

Ohro Ou Nahara Yuki breathed a breath, "Previously, Captain Shiba suggested that Hanyudao three students went to school for one year and then took office as the head of the tenth team. Now they have one class a day. Do you want him to be a god of death if he only takes one month of classes?"

"It's all the same form anyway." Kong He waved his hand, "and there's something about my course."

"You go and teach Liu Rebirth, whatever you want."

Yanjiu smiled with a smile, "You finally recognize our teaching level in such a senior grade!"

"I'm worried that you will die by dying."

Although the tone is not very good, the result is good.

The two of them were full of complacency. Compared to the dejected and still pinching Daeuna, who was still pinching the crowd, they were like two winning roosters.

"By the way, this Zhenyang Spiritual Art Academy is so ugly now. Why don't you ask me to help you transform it!"

"Bang!"

With a crisp sound, the desk in front of Daewona was divided into two by him. Daewona, who had been patient for a long time, had deep eyes and murderous intent at this time, his face was distorted, and his whole face was so gloomy that it could drip out of water.

"This is the only one, no!"
Chapter completed!