Chapter 159

There was no warm applause from the podium, but a burst of hiss -

"where is this bunny? Its name is so old-fashioned, even the style of dressing is so old-fashioned."

"all over the body reveals a smell of earth. How does this bunk match with us in the same class?"

"It is said that he is the first in the province this year, and as expected, Tuzi can only rely on their achievements to enter the noble school of our kind."

Hearing this, Su Yao vomited in his heart.

The name is old-fashioned and the style of dressing is rustic. Isn't that what you sand sculptures are killing Matt?

What's wrong with my grades? If you have the ability, you'll be the first in the whole province!

This is the aristocracy of the nobility, but the aristocrat in killing Matt.

The head teacher carefully looked at Su Yao for fear that his fragile heart would be broken.

As a result, Su Yao did not suffer from the attack and was heartbroken. On the contrary, he was indifferent and exuded a sense of awe at the world.

As expected, he is worthy of being the first man in the province.

At that moment, the head teacher almost knelt down for him.

"Cough." The head teacher coughed softly, "classmate Su Yao, look where you want to sit. You can choose whatever you want."

Murong Cuihua was immediately dissatisfied. Why did she ask her where she was sitting, while Su Yao was treated in the opposite way?

Murong Cuihua stood up and gave out a cry of dissatisfaction, "teacher, how can he choose his seat at will?"

Su Yao "ha ha" smile, threw a fatal blow to her, "because I am the first in the province!"

At this time, in the eyes of other girls, Su Yao is just like a God in the world. He is cold, proud and confident. He exudes a distinctive temperament. He is simply a different kind of coquettish bitch.

They felt that they were going to be attracted to this unusual boy.

Murong Cuihua had no blood on her face. She held out a finger and pointed to Su Yao. Her body was shaking. She was like a epilepsy patient suddenly. Su Yao felt that she was going to burp at that moment.

"Su Yao, you are cruel!" Murong Cuihua rolled her eyes and fell straight down.

Dongfang HongRi quickly picked her up and rushed out of the classroom. "Cuihua, you must hold on. I will send you to the clinic now."

His anxious expression and the voice of crying made Su Yao feel Murong Cuihua burp fart.

The other students in the classroom were instantly infected by the sad atmosphere. They were all red in the eyes, and then clapped their hands for this beautiful love.

Su Yao:

Help! He entered a class full of sand sculptures. What should I do?

The teacher in charge of the class did not forget to greet Su Yao when he was sad, "classmate Su Yao, have you chosen where you want to sit?"

"Yes." Su Yao stepped down from the platform, went to the two empty seats by the window, and then sat inside.

He didn't want to sit next to those sand sculptures.

At that moment, everyone looked at him, and the sadness that had just filled the classroom disappeared.

"That's the seat of Lu yuanze, the great demon. Does this Tu Zhuan student dare to take his seat? Does he think his life is too long?"

"When Lu yuanze comes, I'm afraid there will be a bloodbath in the class."

"Tut, I can already think of the miserable end of the transfer from a native to a student."