Chapter 382： Teacher, hello innocence (13)

Toad? frog?

Xia Qiu was stiff at first, then held the little animal in his hand in the drawer, and looked at him.

At this time, he looked at the worry at the fat table next to him, and the boys in the back half didn't consciously look at her, and looked a little expectant and uncontrollable.

Who did this, and wasn't it easy to see at a glance?

The head teacher stood on the podium, holding the textbooks, and was preparing to start the class.

Xia Qiu was calm, but raised his hand.

"Mr. Tu Xiaqiu, is there anything wrong?" The head teacher who was over 30 but bald, looked at her gently.

"Teacher, I don't know who is joking. I put a frog in my drawer!"

Standing up, Xia Qiu raised the little animal to the class teacher to see, the oily green appearance and white belly, struggling in Xia Qiu's hands, and directed at the current quiet classroom, the loud "snoring" was even more harsh.

As if startled, Xia Qiu let go.

The frog who broke free fell on Xia Qiu's desk at the moment, and he jumped stunned and fell on Xia Qiu's face at the same table, and then screamed at the same table. The stool fell and the whole man fell.

The frog was beaten randomly by him, and he jumped again, but happened to pick on the desks of the pranksters.

"Hello ~" the frog called.

"Hmm ..." it called, and I didn't know where it caused other frogs to cry.

The faces of several boys changed now, and they stretched out their hands and covered them inside the desk. The more they covered, the louder the call.

Uh ...

In the silent classroom, the frog's bark continued, and the head teacher came out from the podium with a dark face and a dark cloud.

This is the case, no matter who brought the frog, no need to ask!

Xia Qiu stood there, ringing his shoulders, raising his eyebrows, watching this lively scene.

She deliberately let go of the frog and turned her head to the boys.

But I didn't expect such a coincidence.

Two thousand words of inspection, call the parents to come, this is impossible to run away, even after class, several people were called by the class teacher to teach.

The class talked about it all, but Xia Qiu, half of the class behind him was full of cold eyes.

The gifted student will not help her, and these high-paying students, who are vaguely the boss, are reported to the class teacher K by her.

For the high-income students, planting on such a round soil is simply riding her **** on her head, giving Xia Qiu a little more look!

But for these high school students, will Xia Qiu be afraid?

Several boys watched being beaten lightly by the class teacher.

After returning to work, he was ridiculed of Xia Qiu, sitting at the table, looking at Xia Qiu with cold eyes, sternly talking, threatening and threatening.

Simply stood up, took the book, and Xia Qiu walked directly to it.

"Liu Dalong, Wang Yu, did you do your homework in math?"

Oh, this sun is coming out from the west?

It is obvious that things are not right, and the timid soil is always round. Is this what you are looking for?

This idea emerged in the class for a while, and a few talked and laughed. At the moment, the atmosphere was so tight that the needle could be heard.

Liu Dalong, dyed with yellow hair, claimed to be the handle of the third class, and usually followed the Shangyu city.

Being watched by so many pairs of eyes, looking at Xia Qiu's calm face, there was a anger in his heart.

"Why? Class representative? Remember the name? Hey hey, aren't you scared to be stupid?"