Chapter 122： take a look at my uncle

"Come with me."

Master Wu had a solemn face, with his hands behind his back, he glanced at Su Qingluo, and then walked forward.

"Sister Yu, follow up quickly."

Su Hu hurriedly told his little daughter.

"Father, I'm going to class, you go home, don't wait for me, I'll go back at noon by myself."

Su Qingluo nodded obediently, and briskly followed Master Wu's pace.

"good."

Su Hu watched reluctantly from behind, and left the academy after a long while.

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The professors at the Thatched House Academy are all young children, regardless of gender, and they all teach in the same classroom.

By the time Su Hu and his daughter exchanged greetings with Guanshi Liu, more than half of the students in the elementary class had already arrived, and they sat down at their desks, waiting for the class to start.

Master Wu led Su Qingluo into the door, and immediately looked over with curious eyes. The students who had already arrived were all scrutinizing new faces they had never seen before.

"The fourth seat by the window, you sit there."

Master Wu didn't mean to introduce new students, but pointed to the seat where the student who had dropped out had been sitting, and asked Su Qingluo to go there by himself.

Seeing that not all the students came, he turned around and left the classroom.

"Um."

Su Qingluo smiled indifferently, without the slightest restraint, walked to the seat and sat down calmly, took off the small schoolbag slung across her shoulders, and took out textbooks, pens, inks, papers and inkstones.

The textbook was used by Su Zixuan, and there were a lot of annotations marked on it, and the writing was very standardized and clear at a glance.

Su Qingluo secretly gave her brother a big thumbs up.

I remembered that Little Kingfisher once said that my brother was excellent in schoolwork and had a strong memory since he was a child, and he was praised by his master many times.

Immediately, I became competitive and wanted to study hard and compare myself with my brother.

"Hey, this is my master's seat, get up and get out of the way."

She was thinking about studying seriously, when a harsh voice suddenly sounded above her head.

Hey, it's only been a few days since school started, and there is a school bully? !

She raised her eyebrows and smiled, raised her eyes, and glanced at Young Master.

A boy about seven or eight years old, dressed in brocade clothes, with fair skin and fairly regular facial features, with half of his eyebrows missing on the left and right ends, which looked a little funny.

"This is the seat the master pointed out to me, why should I give it to you?"

After a brief understanding of the provocateur, she sneered back and remained motionless.

"hiss!"

There was a sound of gasping from all around, maybe the little bully behaved very badly in the class, he had bullied many students, his gaze from all directions was full of fear and pity.

"This is the young master's seat. Are you deaf? If you can't understand people's words, get lost."

The bully was indeed very arrogant, he raised his right foot and stepped on the desk, his contemptuous eyes made everyone who watched him feel angry.

"The one who should go is you!"

Su Qingluo slashed neatly across and landed on the little bully's knee, sending him flying with strong force.

"Clatter."

He fell backwards and knocked over a boy behind him. The two of them rolled on the ground together. The desks on both sides were all tilted, and pens, inks, papers and inkstones were scattered all over the floor.

"Okay, do you dare to hit me?"

The little bully hurt all over his body from the fall, rubbed his waist and got up from the ground, and roared unwillingly: "You wait, I will let the big brother beat you."

Hey, no wonder they are so arrogant, so there are backups.

Let's do it, this girl is also beating one, and two are also beating, so it's easy to beat together.

Su Qingluo smiled indifferently, and let him run out of the classroom angrily, looking for his so-called big brother.

"Hey, hurry up, his elder brother is terrible."

The boy who was knocked over got up from the ground rubbing his red and swollen forehead, raised the desk, carefully glanced at the door of the classroom, and kindly reminded Su Qingluo.