Retired for a hundred years, the doomsday boss is forced to re-employ

Chapter 84 You don’t have to fight to vent your anger
The teaching building where the elite class is located is located on the west side of Anhe Middle School. It covers a large area and has an independent garden, canteen and accommodation building. There are three small buildings in total, two are accommodation and one is a teaching building.

In the teaching building, in addition to regular classrooms, there are also multi-functional classrooms such as libraries, activity rooms, and indoor gymnasiums.

There are only a few classrooms where classes actually take place.

It is very convenient for Youle to bring people to block people.

Because there are only two elite classes in the second grade of high school, which are on the second floor.

The students in the elite class are all students with A-level physical and mental strength. The number is very small. There are only 42 students in the two classes combined, 20 in Class A and 22 in Class B.

"What are you doing here?"

The teacher who was teaching in the classroom saw Youle's instinctive displeasure, stopped teaching, and asked loudly.

The classroom has two doors at the front and back, and the middle wall also has half a window. Through the window, the teacher can clearly see a dozen students standing outside the classroom, blocking both doors menacingly.

Although they didn't disturb the class, they looked like they were looking for trouble.

Youle ignored it, and the Class 8 students next to him naturally didn't say anything, but kept staring at the students in the classroom.

The students in Elite Class A looked very self-disciplined and showed no curious expressions when they saw them. They just glanced outside the door twice and then looked at the podium in front of them, calmly as if the students standing outside the door were not looking for trouble, but They are a group of insignificant passers-by.

"Teacher, you have already wasted 2 minutes." Monitor Wu Muze interrupted the teacher's question.

His attitude angered Ma Weiwei at the door, "What do you mean?"

But Wu Muze didn't even give her a look, and continued: "Our class's time is precious, and we don't want to talk nonsense with irrelevant people. Teacher, you have wasted our study time."

"You... are looking for death!"

Youle pulled back the furious Ma Weiwei and looked at him gloomily.

Wu Muze, the monitor of Elite Class A, ranks first in the whole grade in terms of comprehensive scores. His physical and mental strength are very high. His physical strength is S level and his mental strength is A9 level. He is the most talented student in Anhe Middle School who is most likely to inspire special abilities. He has been ranked as the number one student in Beijing. The signing of the school contract is Wang Li's pet peeve. Anyone who dares to touch him will definitely be kicked out of Anhe Middle School by Wang Li.

"Sister You, look at him..." Ma Weiwei was furious.

Youle glanced at these self-proclaimed geniuses in the classroom, who always looked down on the elites of ordinary class students, and sneered: "Don't talk nonsense to him, some people won't even be able to be second in the future."

Wu Muze's face darkened slightly, and the second refers to the physical fitness test. He and You Le both have S-level physique, but his assessment results have always been worse than You Le's.Apart from the teacher, only other people who had taken the S-level examination knew about this matter.

Those few people are not talkative people, so few people in the school know that Youle is a gifted student with an S-level physique.

Wu Muze's fingers holding the pen were a little white.

At this time, the get out of class bell suddenly rang.

"Jingle Bell--"

The students from Class A did not move, and the students from Class 8 immediately stepped forward to block the front and back doors of the two classes.

This made the teacher anxious, "What are you going to do?"

"What are you not doing? I just want to chat with a villain who is spreading rumors behind my back. Which of you lives in Mingfu Garden, come forward." You Le leaned against the door and sneered.

But none of the students in Class A moved. Youle glanced at all of them and continued: "Don't let me look down on you elites who claim to be geniuses."

Wu Muze looked serious and asked very rationally: "What evidence do you have to prove that our elite class students spread the rumor?"

Ma Weiwei took the lead and said: "If not you, who else dares to spread rumors behind our back, Sister You?"

"joke."

Wu Muze snorted coldly and replied with some disdain: "Do you think we will pay attention to the daily lives of you people? To be honest, we rarely go to the campus network, which will only waste our study time. Besides, what is there about Youle that is worthy of us? Spreading rumors? Are you good at fighting? Or do you dominate Anhe Middle School?"

These words were quite rude. Not only did Youle change his face, but Ma Weiwei and other Class 8 students led by Youle went berserk in an instant.

Ma Weiwei couldn't help it anymore and rushed directly into the classroom to beat someone. "I'm giving you face, right?"

Wu Muze was not afraid at all. When she rushed over, his eyes flashed quickly, and at the same time he clenched his fists, preparing to teach her a profound lesson and let her know that not everyone in Anhe Middle School's Elite Class A could challenge her.

But before she could rush over, the teacher grabbed her arm, "What are you going to do? Want to hit someone in front of the teacher? Do you take the school rules seriously?"

"Then do your teachers take us students seriously?" Ma Weiwei suddenly turned around and shouted, holding in her anger, she pointed at the students in Class A and shouted: "Why are we ordinary class students framed? They don’t even have the power to investigate, and if they feel a little wronged, they want to tell the whole school? Is it just because our talents and grades are not as good as theirs?”

The teacher was stunned by the sudden roar. After a while, he said: "Student, please calm down first. If you have any questions, please contact the teacher."

"Haha... You go and talk to Director Wang." Ma Weiwei tried her best to break away from his hand and glared at the students in Class A fiercely, "Whoever is from Mingfu Garden, come forward! Don't let me check them one by one. "

But the students in the elite class remained unmoved, and the indifference on their faces stung Ma Weiwei's sensitive heart.

"Damn, are they all mute?" Ma Weiwei kicked the desk. The loud sound made people's hearts skip a beat, but it couldn't shake the Class A students in front of them at all.

They were like watching an uninterested clown perform, with a cold face and mocking eyes.

Ma Weiwei's eyes turned red, she clenched her fists, shouted and rushed towards the nearest Class A student.

Just as she was about to punch, she was stopped again this time. Ma Weiwei was so angry that she punched Ji Ning's handsome face with her backhand.

"If you want to be angry, force is inferior. Besides, you can't beat him."

After Ji Ning finished speaking, he took back the foot he kicked at the student in Class A. The sole of the shoe was only 1cm away from his face.

The boy opposite looked shocked, his dull face full of disbelief.

When did this person come?
The speed was too fast for him to react.

He slowly put down his outstretched hand, keeping a safe distance from Ji Ning with eyes full of vigilance.

If she hadn't suddenly kicked him, he could have removed Ma Weiwei's arm right now.

"Sister Ning..."

"You all go back."

Ji Ning glanced at the students in Class 8 behind him, let go of Ma Weiwei's arm, glanced at the students in Class A casually, and said in a very calm tone: "The elite class is nothing more than that."

"What did you say?"

Finally someone responded.

But Ji Ning didn't even give her a look. She raised her hand and hooked Ma Weiwei's neck. As she walked out of the classroom, she educated him: "He is deliberately irritating you. He is waiting for you to make the first move so that he can beat you upright."

"..."

Wu Muze had never seen Ji Ning, and even when she took action just now, he didn't see clearly when she appeared.

Suddenly a warning bell sounded in my heart.

He said, "Wait a minute, who are you?"

"Ask your classmate, Qin Muyao."

A girl sitting in the middle of the classroom suddenly turned pale and pinched her hakama nervously with her fingers.

All the classmates around her looked at her, which made her panic. She pretended to be calm and kept her voice steady: "What did you ask me to do? I don't know you."

Hearing this, Ji Ning stopped, looked back at her, and raised the corners of her mouth, but there was no warmth in her voice.

"Next time you dare to secretly photograph us, I'll chop off your hand!"

(End of this chapter)