Chapter 12

At about 9 a.m., Nian Yaxuan, who was drowsy, was woken up by the bustling crowd outside the French multimedia classroom.

She clearly saw the people crowded in the classroom door and window, pointed at her, and looked at her with a look of contempt, "that's Nian Yaxuan from class 22. How do you sleep?"

"I really miss our school, because of her careless boy character, I dare to think of Huo Shao!"

"That's right. It's so cheap that there's no bottom line."

"Bang!"

Everyone mumbles in a low voice, interrupted by a loud noise. When they see Han Huiming clapping the table, they are afraid to leave.

Han Huiming, the second generation of ancestors, has made a bad reputation in school, and is also one of the people who dare not provoke.

Only one or two fearless second generation ancestors at the door shouted defiantly to Nian Yaxuan in the classroom, "Nian classmate, I heard that you like Huo Shao?"

Who? Who does she like? Huo Xiao? Huo Ling Shen?

Ya Xuan squinted at the two people at the door. "Who told you that?" See if she doesn't kill him! Dare to make her rumor!

"Hahaha, schoolmate, don't you know? You are already famous. The whole world knows that you have confessed with Huo Shao! "

"It's Huo Lingchen, you shout in the woods. I love you. The whole world knows! Ha ha ha ha! " Cuntou's boy said, "when Huo Lingshen said I love you six words, he also deliberately pinched his voice to learn Nian Yaxuan's tone.".

In a moment, Yaxuan was stunned. When she was in the woods and called for Huo Lingshen, there was no one around. Why did everyone know Oh, no, and their principal

Is that what Lu Qihang said?

…… nive out of ten!

I know what's going on in my heart. I yelled at the two second generation ancestors at the door angrily, "shut up! Go to class! "

Two second generation ancestors were roared by a woman, and their faces were a little confused. They had only heard that Yaxuan was better in class 22, but they had never seen how good she was.

Cuntou man and a classmate with a weight of 210 Jin and a height of 168 cm took a look at each other. They walked into the multimedia classroom with tacit arms around their chest, and finally stopped in front of Nian Yaxuan. Cuntou man takes the book in front of Nian Yaxuan and falls on the desk in front of her face.

When class 22 saw this, they all stood up and rushed out of the classroom.

Grass! There are two idiots who dare to provoke their class's elder brother Nian. In order to prevent themselves from being implicated, it's better for them to stay away.

Within half a minute, there were only two second generation ancestors and a group of friends of Nian Yaxuan left in the teacher.

Nian Yaxuan leaned back on Han Huiming's desk behind him and smiled at the two people. The two second ancestors immediately changed their faces. This... This year, Yaxuan, why do you laugh so well?

When the fat man almost drooled at Nian Yaxuan, the girl who was sitting in the seat suddenly stood up, picked up the book that cuntou man had just fallen and slapped him heavily on the face.

He cried several times for the pain of cuntou man, "Stinky bitch "Ah!" Just after the book fell to the ground, another fist greeted him in the eye, and the man with an inch head suddenly became a panda's eye.

Han Huiming sat on his desk and took back his fists. He blew his painful fingers and said, "if you don't go out to inquire, who is brother Nian, you dare to provoke me! What about excitement? "

At the same time, a thermos cup was also lost. This time, it was fat man's turn to wail, because Zheng Xiaoke's cup just hit his head.

"You, you wait for me!" Cuntou man looks at his little potential, takes out his cell phone from his pocket with painful shaking hands, makes a phone call, "come to the French multimedia classroom on the third floor of the teaching building!"

Dare to fight in the classroom, I'm afraid there are only these second generation ancestors!

In, Yaxuan continued to lie on the desk and stretched out, "call me when you come!"

It was clear that without them, the two second generation ancestors were almost spitting blood.

Han Huiming patted her on the shoulder. "What do you want to sleep with? Kill these two guys first!" Recently, I often mix with Nian Yaxuan. His chances of fighting are much less. They are worried about their itching. They send them to the door.

Nian Yaxuan stands up helplessly, takes a step back, and kicks the chair he has sat in to his nearest inch head man's leg.

"Ow!" An inch head man does not care to cover his eyes, but also to touch his own hurt legs.

The fat man was smashed by Zheng Xiaoke with a water glass, thinking of teaching Zheng Xiaoke a lesson first. Shuzenan and Lin WANYING stand up, side by side with Zheng Xiaoke. They look contemptuously at the fat man who is shaking. "Come on, elder sister let you do it!" Lin WANYING pulls her long hair behind her, arms around her chest, waiting for the fat man to come.

In the whole classroom, because of a fight by Nian Yaxuan, the atmosphere immediately became tense. Five on two, the two second generation ancestors subconsciously shrunk their necks.

Shuzenan is a good student. He can't fight. As usual, he went to the door of the classroom to show them the wind.

Cuntou man's so-called buddies will arrive soon. Even so, two people have been beaten to be pig's head three. Covering his swollen face, cuntou man pointed to Nian Yaxuan and said, "come on, hit this bitch, it's her..."

"What are you doing?" Several people did not have time to start, a cloud light wind sound sounded at the door, attracting everyone's eyes.

There are too many people crowded in the doorway and corridor. Shuzenan's mind is still in the classroom. The man suddenly appears. He really doesn't see it.

Without waiting for his notice, a thin, tall figure appeared at the door of the teacher. It was Lu Qihang, the principal.

Perhaps it is years of books, temperament gentle, polite.

There are more than a dozen students in the principal's office, standing in line.

None of the people in Yuecheng and Lujia can afford it. Even if you don't believe it, you have to stand up.

"The cause of the matter." In the end, Lu Qihang, a 30-year-old, is more calm than the dozens of students in front of him. His voice is deep and magnetic.

As soon as cuntou man opened his mouth, nianyaxuan closed his mouth with a fierce look.

Hum! Isn't it a fight? The other day he will find a taekwondo master to clean her up!

Lu Qihang takes their little actions into his eyes, and his eyes stay on the rebellious girl for another two seconds.

Nian Yaxuan, who is this character like? Maybe it's because I didn't have a mother to discipline me

Lu Qihang pushed the mirror frame on the bridge of his nose, asked all the names of more than a dozen other people, and sent an email to the academic affairs office.

Only Nian Yaxuan's name was not asked. On this point, everyone, including Nian Yaxuan, watched Lu Qihang suspiciously, with different thoughts.