"Wait? What did you say? You can't change classes? Why can't you change classes?" Yang Xiaokou, from the teaching office of the second-grade high school department, banged the table and yelled like crazy.
Not long ago, this obscene-looking male teacher with a gold frame and slightly long hair actually told her that she couldn't change classes!
So after being entangled for 180 degrees, he still calmly told himself two words: "I won't change!"
Then her frustration continued to rise, and she returned to the classroom in a blur. Looking at the dark crowd, she felt depressed.
"Why are you back alone, where is my brother?" As soon as he sat down on his seat, Ye Mingxi moved the bench over.
"Dead!" When I think of that annoying Ye Mingxuan, I even want to despise the identical face next to me.
"What? Are you kidding! My brother is very skilled. How come he dies after I go out with you for a while?" Ye Mingxi stood up in disbelief and stood in the aisle with a very hateful expression.
Yang Xiaokou raised his head and looked at him dumbfounded. When did she say that his brother would be quartered? It seemed that everything was just his fantasy? Depressing...
"I..." The corners of her mouth twitched twice. Just when she was about to say something to explain, the sudden nymphomaniac's movements frightened her so much that she almost fell off the chair.
"What are you talking about! Mr. Ye Mingxuan was cut into pieces by this little goblin! Is this true?" The nymphomaniac woman ran up and slapped her hands on Yang Xiaokou's table with a fierce look on her face.
Stare at her.
"Uh, no..." She opened her mouth awkwardly, wanting to explain.
"It's not what? Mr. Ye Mingxuan was insulted as soon as he returned to the country? It's an unforgivable crime!" Nympho B rolled up his sleeves and walked towards Yang Xiaokuan. At the same time, he was not a good person.
"Actually..." She was speechless, and the corners of her mouth continued to twitch.
"Actually, that's bullshit! Who is so bold? I won't skin my aunt!" So, the nymphomaniac simply ran over with a broom.
So what is the situation now? How did she become the public enemy of the girls in this class inexplicably? What's more, how did she get associated with the adjectives of murderer, nymphomaniac, and shameless...
Hmm, what a strange development!
"Stop talking nonsense, kill her first!" With the order, all the newly paired female students in the class swarmed over. Yang Xiaokou was so frightened that he got away from his chair and hid between Youyao and Qi Xiaomeng, with a look on his face.
I looked at those nymphomaniacs bitterly when they were caught stealing oil.
What on earth did she do wrong? She just came back earlier than that bastard, why did she have to be besieged by these nymphos!
Tangled: "Youyao, save me..."
"Huh? The man who looked similar to Ye Mingxi just now was the one who gave you a ride at Shujie Square that day?" Ignoring her plea for help, Youyao said thoughtfully with her chin in one hand.
"Nonsense! Who else but him! The key is whether you can stop thinking about useless things now!"
"Oh~ that's him!" Looking at the hateful eyes of the nymphos around her, Youyao nodded in realization, and then threw five ruthless words to Yang Xiaokou: "What does it have to do with me?"
Quack, quack, quack - crows flew overhead, and the whole class fell into an inexplicable awkward atmosphere after her irrelevant explanation.
So how long will it take if I don’t leave now?
"Help me deal with the aftermath! I'll run away first!" As she said this, Yang Xiaokou had already quickly fled the scene in front of the stunned eyes of a group of people, running wildly, leaving behind only her residual voice and the furious rage of the nymphomaniacs.
A sky-shaking scream.
It's nothing more than words like '**stop!'
Hey hey hey - I don’t know how long I have been running, but as soon as I walked out of the gate of the second-year high school teaching building, Yang Xiaokou’s whole temperament started to become arrogant.
Who is a popular school sweetheart, who is besieged by nymphomaniacs? Now in her Yang Xiaobutun eyes, that is nothing!
Patting her sore legs, she walked forward while constantly checking with disdainful eyes to see if anyone was catching up behind her. Only when she was really sure that there was no one around, did she dare to relax and take a breath.
Recalling my tragic fate these days, I wonder if I owed him Ye Mingxuan money in my previous life, and why since meeting him, the lucky beads I have been wearing are useless!
Any bad luck must have something to do with Yang Xiaokou!
"You bastard school boy! If I, Yang Xiaokou, don't drive you out of Holy Zero, I will never be a human being!" He beat his chest and swore bitterly. Before Zhuangzhi could finish his words, he was hit hard on the back of his head.
He only heard a crisp sound of 'Pa!', his body stumbled, and he almost rushed forward to kiss the earth.
"Ah! I'm sick!" He raised his head with red eyes angrily, only to find that it was Ye Mingxuan's cold smile, and... and the red limited edition modified motorcycle he was riding under him!
Grandma's! Isn't that something he said he was giving to himself? That piece of shit almost cost him his life! But now, he, a piece of trash, actually cheated and abducted him with the car.
Stole it back!
She just said, how could Ye Mingxuan, who always thought he only liked a cold face, treat her to a drink? She gritted her teeth in hatred and chased after his back angrily.
"Ye Mingxuan, you are a car thief! That car is mine, and you, a piece of trash, stole it back without saying a word! Ahhh! You are a piece of trash!"
So in the end, she couldn't match the speed of his bicycle. The echo echoed crazily throughout the entire Holy Zero Academy. For a time, several hot words were quickly spread throughout the entire academy: Ye Mingxuan, garbage, car theft.
Thief, and the elusive relationship between the two of them!
Angrily returning to the dormitory, Yang Xiaokou began to pull through his pile of clothes, and then found the needle speed to sew a not very tangible doll.
He wrote his name, Ye Mingxuan, with a black pen, and then took a needle and pricked the black belly on it once or twice.
"Ye Mingxuan, I will stab you to death, I will stab you to death!"
Ye Mingxuan, who was preparing to race, suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and there seemed to be a slight pain in his chest. He couldn't help but his whole face turned dark.
It feels like someone is poking my spine...
Could it be that someone was cursing him? As he thought about it, Yang Xiaokou's sinister and shameless smile immediately appeared in his mind. On his handsome face, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" A girl wearing a civilian school uniform came over and handed him a bottle of energy drink.
Ye Mingxuan frowned, touched his chest and numb back, and gave her two words: "It's okay."