The boy holding the spiked club slammed it on the ground, making a vibrating sound.
"I'll go with Tu Bai tonight. You guys go home and memorize vocabulary words. We'll have a dictation test tomorrow morning," Shen Yi said, slowly opening her eyes and glancing at her classmates.
"Brother Yu, how could you do this!" The boy with the spiked club stood up abruptly.
"No, let's go together after school." Shang Xian was actually still thinking about Xiao Jiujiu.
"Yes, Sister Bai is right!"
"What are the benefits of going together?" Shen Yi asked.
"At least it can motivate them," Shang Xian said with a smile.
Seeing that Shen Yi didn't say anything more, they took it as a tacit agreement and were secretly pleased.
Then Shenyi said, "Dictation again tomorrow morning."
Another wave of mournful cries erupted.
"Speaking of which, Yu-ge, you have excellent grades and are top-notch in everything you do. What's the point of transferring to Class 39?" Zhong Chen was puzzled when he received Yuan Yu and Tu Bai's information. Both of them were outstanding in terms of family background and personal qualities, so there was no point in them coming to Class 39.
"What could it be? He just wants to be the boss," Shang Xian said, glancing up at Zhong Chen.
“The leaders of Class 39 over the past ten years have all been terrible, far worse than they were ten years ago, so I came here,” Shen Yi’s explanation was also a test for Zhong Chen.
Zhong Chen smiled; this guy really does have brains.
"Principal, please mark the words we need to memorize tomorrow. get out of class is about to end," Shang Xian kindly reminded him.
Hearing the bell ring, Zhongchen packed up his books: "Let's go home early after we finish this."
Shang Xian was suddenly puzzled. He was actually the principal? Could the principal say something like that? He was dumbfounded.
Shen Yi slung his backpack over his shoulder, looking incredibly cool in his black suit: "If they don't come, you should all go home and study your vocabulary."
The impressive presence of Class 39 was evident even after school; the weapons they carried were quite impressive.
"stop--"
They hadn't gone far from the school gate when they were blocked in a small alley.
Shen Yi glanced at the people in front of him. There were sixteen of them in total, but only a few were truly capable fighters.
What a pity...
"How do you want to fight?" Shang Xian asked calmly, his hands in his pockets.
"Hey, this must be Tu Bai. She's famous, but I didn't expect her to be quite good-looking—ah!!!" The man standing at the front was talking normally when Shang Xian went up and kicked him. This kick might just make him infertile.
Seeing him lying on the ground, Shang Xian slowly squatted down, his face full of disgust: "Don't just flirt with a girl who can fight. If you flirt with her, you lose, bro!"
"Why are you calling me 'Sister Bai'? Is 'Tu Bai' your way of addressing me? From now on, please call me 'Dad' when you see me, okay?"
When Shen Yi heard Shang Xian say this, he silently withdrew his foot, which he was about to kick out. She was already very capable, and he wanted to give her enough room to perform.
The man lying on the ground turned pale and then red: "All of you, get him!"
Shen Yi flew up and kicked him, knocking him unconscious.
"In the way"
He coldly watched the troublemakers from No. 7 Middle School who wanted to rush forward but dared not: "The difference in strength is too great. You will end up like him."
Shen Yi gestured with his chin toward the unconscious man on the ground.
“Everyone knows that our Class 39 is the top dog in the high school world, but we are upright and never do anything meaningless. You people are just real hooligans and scoundrels. What’s the point? Can you get good grades, get into university, or what?” Shang Xian began her salvation… ugh, salvation of all living beings.
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