Chapter 214： It's really my house

Jinchuan High School.

Class 3 of high school.

In the class, the teacher stood on the desk and analyzed the physics papers for last week's exam.

Yan Jinxiu lay on the table as if he had no bones, his eyes narrowed and a ballpoint pen in his hand turned and didn't fall asleep.

There were a few subtle discussions behind him, his squinted eyes opened, and he put down the ballpoint pen impatiently.

"Do you know? The flight that Yan Zhixu took just now almost crashed."

"I know I know that at the critical moment, Yan Zhixu stepped forward to fly the plane out of danger and landed safely with everyone."

"I don't know what you are all excited about. Yan Zhixu didn't die and An An was returned by the program team. She is a broom star."

...

The discussion behind him was occasionally mixed with a few vicious curses and slanders.

Yan Jinxiu stood up and turned to look at the girl sitting behind him, with anger on her rebellious face.

With a light snort, he ignored the others around him, raised his foot and kicked the table violently.

"boom--"

The force of his kick was not small, the table rubbed against the ground making a sharp and harsh sound, and the girl sitting in the seat suddenly fell to the ground and groaned in pain.

"Uh... it hurts..."

The girl lying on the ground rubbed her waist, slowly stood up, her eyes were red, and tears were falling down.

The great change happened in an instant, and the other students in the classroom were stunned.

The teacher on the podium put down the paper in his hand, picked up the stick and slapped the table hard.

He roared angrily, "Yan Jinxiu what's the matter with you? Do you know that this is a classroom? Do you think the school is run by your family and do what you want? Apologize immediately!"

The other students in the classroom looked at the woman who was kicked and at the person being trained, and there was a chatter.

Yan Jinxiu pressed his tongue against his teeth socket, his eyes were scarlet and bloodshot, and a low laugh overflowed from his throat.

He paced up to the crying girl, with an inexplicable light in his eyes, "Wronged? Want to apologize?"

The girl didn't know, so she took a few steps back and nodded.

Yan Jinxiu sneered, "Do you think you are worthy? You should be glad that labor and capital kicked the table instead of you. Want to apologize? Wash and sleep, today's weather is good for you to daydream."

Yan Zhixu can be cursed by this idiot?

As soon as his voice fell, the other students in the classroom couldn't help laughing, and the classroom discipline was completely destroyed.

The physics teacher was so angry that he could not wait to pick up a stick and slap people on the body, patted the table and yelled, "Everything quiet! What's the noise? Your class is the loudest in the whole grade! You can't study well, other fights and troubles belong to you. You are number one."

Yan Jinxiu ignored the teacher's roar, packed up his schoolbag, lifted his foot and left.

Airplane breakdown?

Fool sister, are you alright?

The physics teacher's forehead swelled with anger, "What are you doing? Class isn't over yet!"

"go home."

Yan Jinxiu kept walking, paused slightly when he reached the door of the classroom, leaned against the door and glanced at the physics teacher on the podium.

"If the teacher has any concerns about me going home, you can call the school administrator."

"By the way, to remind you, the school is indeed opened by my family."

Jinchuan High School was built by my uncle, and the name of the school was directly named after my uncle.

Regardless of the uproar this sentence caused in the classroom, Yan Jinxiu closed the classroom door and left in a hurry.