Before Shen Yi could even reach out, Shang Xian had already taken the challenge letter, opened it, glanced at it, and immediately tossed it to Shen Yi.
"The handwriting is so ugly, it's an eyesore." Shang Xian sat back down, reclining in the chair. Recalling the contents of the challenge letter, he clicked his tongue and turned to Shen Yi: "Should we teach them a lesson?"
As soon as Shang Xian finished speaking, the class erupted in excitement.
"Go beat them up!"
"Beat them so badly they wouldn't even recognize their own mothers!"
"Walk!"
Shang Xian rubbed her forehead; she shouldn't have said that...
She glanced at Shen Yi, who shrugged and put his legs down from the table. His demeanor was completely suppressed, exuding an air of unparalleled nobility.
Shen Yi had already said, "We'll take care of it after school," so the other students felt relieved.
"Brother Yu, why don't we go teach them a lesson now?" a boy with an afro said angrily.
"Yeah, they actually dared to challenge our Class 39, they're asking for it!"
Shen Yi said quietly, "Class begins."
The entire class fell silent.
They didn't hear wrong, did they? Brother Yu said there's class!
"Brother Yu?" Zang Wang's mouth dropped open in disbelief.
As luck would have it, the school bell rang, and Shang Xian wanted to see just who this teacher was who dared to come to Class 39.
"No teacher came to class today?" Shang Xian imitated Shen Yi, putting his legs up on the table and lying on the chair with his arms crossed.
"Sister Bai, you don't know, our teacher is sick today, and no one dares to come to class with us," Zang Wang pouted. Shang Xian shuddered; this greasy man almost scared her to death.
Shen Yi almost couldn't help but smile, and Shang Xian's terrified little expression... was so cute.
“We still have to attend class. I’ll go find a teacher.” Shang Xian jumped off the chair and went out through the back door.
The whole class was surprised again. What was wrong with Sister Bai and Brother Yu today? Why did they actually let them attend class?
However, Shang Xian returned in just three seconds. Shen Yi looked at her in confusion, but unexpectedly, Shang Xian took a small hammer with a long handle from the back door and dragged it out.
Now the whole class was certain that this was still their Sister Bai, Wolffire Sister Bai.
Shen Yi couldn't help but raise an eyebrow; this woman really was...
He sighed and shook his head.
Shang Xian dragged the little hammer towards the principal's office. The sound of the hammer scraping against the ground was quite frightening. Shang Xian never thought that such a day would actually come, and that she would be carrying such a thing.
She knocked on the door politely, then pushed it open and entered.
"Principal, no one is teaching today," Shang Xian said, resting his hands on the hammer handles and looking at the middle-aged man in front of him with a half-smile.
The middle-aged man was so frightened that he pressed himself against the wall, panting, "Young man, the school principal isn't here."
Shang Xian frowned, displeased: "Then what are you doing here?"
"I, I am, I am a teacher," he said with a look of terror. Shang Xian rolled her eyes at him, having imitated the delinquent girl's mannerisms to a great extent.
"Where is the principal?" Shang Xian straightened up and asked.
"The principal... the principal should be playing ball on the court."
Shang Xian picked up the little hammer, kicked open the principal's office door, and headed straight for the sports field.
As soon as Shang Xian left, the teacher collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.
That's terrible.
Shang Xian saw a man jumping around like a monkey from afar.
A line of text appeared above his head—Zhong Chen, Principal of Yaster High School.
This old principal is quite young at heart; that was Shang Xian's first impression.
She ran faster towards the principal, and when she saw him, her face turned completely blank with surprise.
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