Su Ying stared at Xie Li for a moment, then suddenly remembered the strange feeling in the air when Xie Li closed his eyes at the door of the changing room, and an absurd thought popped into her head.

But she quickly suppressed that thought. Impossible, Xie Li is too young.

Moreover, that clan's abilities are never shared with outsiders, and Xie Li's surname is Xie...

Before he could finish his thought, he was startled by a loud bang.

Xie Li withdrew his foot from the gate and politely said to the crowd who were all looking over in surprise, "I apologize for taking up a few minutes of your time."

The scene was silent; everyone was still in shock that someone had dared to kick down the door of the Rocket Class.

It took a while for someone to come to their senses, and they frowned and said, "Which class are you in? The top class isn't a place for you to run wild!"

"I'm not causing trouble, I'm here to find someone," Xie Li said, glancing around the classroom before walking straight in one direction.

This arrogant attitude clearly angered the students in the advanced class.

They usually focus solely on their studies, but they can't just let any Tom, Dick, or Harry bully them, can they?

Some people couldn't contain themselves and tried to step forward to stop them.

Xie Li didn't even glance at him, quickly slipped past, and stood in the fifth row of the classroom, staring at one person's face for a long time.

Zhang Jingyang calmly closed the book: "You want to see me? Sorry, I don't know you."

He appeared calm on the surface, but his palms were actually sweating profusely.

My brain was racing. How did Xie Li find this place? What went wrong along the way...?

As he pondered this, he glanced around again, still refusing to believe that Xie Li would dare to lay a hand on him in the Rocket Class.

"Don't you recognize me? If you don't recognize me, why have you tampered with my locker time and time again?" Xie Li suddenly grabbed the man's collar. "Zhang Jingyang?"

"I don't know what you're talking about!" Zhang Jingyang's face flushed red instantly. What kind of pervert is this woman? How can she have such a strong grip?

The lackey followed Xie Li timidly.

Although he was a bit of a chuunibyou (a person with delusions of grandeur), he knew that the Rocket Class was not someone to be trifled with.

If this incurs public wrath...

"Senior Jiang Yu from the top-performing class in the second year of high school identified you!" Despite his fear, he still wanted to support Xie Li.

Xie Li paused, looked around, and found that many people had stood up and were looking at him with hostility.

It seemed that barging into the classroom was indeed a bit too arrogant. She reflected on her actions and quickly apologized, "Sorry, it's a private matter. Let's talk outside and not disturb everyone."

He grabbed Zhang Jingyang by the collar and dragged him out.

Just as several people were about to leave the Rocket Class, an enraged voice rang out: "What are you doing?!"

A young man with a refined air, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, stood at the door. Upon seeing this scene, his brow furrowed deeply.

Zhang Jingyang was stunned by his lackey's words and cursed Jiang Yu, that idiot, in his heart.

Just as she was struggling to break free but couldn't move, she heard this voice, which was like heavenly music: "Teacher Wen!"

Wenling is the head teacher of the rocket class. In all his years of teaching, he has never seen such a situation before.

How could a girl be so barbaric and violent as to lift a grown man around like a chick?!

Is this even acceptable?!

"Xie Li, put him down!" Wen Ling slowly exhaled and coldly ordered.

Xie Li turned around and glanced at Wenling.

Mr. Wen, who teaches physics, is usually serious and rarely smiles, but he is very popular with his students. He is said to have a high level of teaching ability and is an elite graduate of Merton University, a world-class university.