Paranoia he is a treasure

Chapter 48 Oh, I Can't Get used to Zhou Xinfang

Chapter 48 Oh, I Can't Get used to Zhou Xinfang
After one class, Wen Luo finally understood the five questions.

It's really not easy, Yun Nianqing didn't expect that Wen Luo's math foundation is so poor.

In the last afternoon self-study, the head teacher Li Xiang informed that after the mid-term exam, the self-study will start in the evening.

Starts at seven o'clock in the evening and ends at nine thirty.

Yun Nianqing thought about it, it has been such a long time since school started, and there are still two or three weeks before the midterm exam, time flies so fast.

Wen Luo was in a daze aside, and Yun Nianqing tapped her head with the tip of a pen: "Did you hear that? The midterm exam."

Wen Luo curled her lips, the midterm exam... ah!midterm!

Pretending to look up confidently, his eyes were full of determination: "I will study hard! I will get a good grade in the exam!"

Yun Nianqing chuckled, and did not comment on Wen Rao's ambiguous performance.

If Wen Luo hadn't just held the mobile phone that opened the game page in her hand, she really thought that Wen Luo would study hard.

Yun Nianqing thought that regarding Lin Cha's being bullied, he should call his parents over to have a good discussion tomorrow, and it would be enough for anyone to apologize to who was wrong, but unexpectedly...

Early the next morning, rumors began to spread in the class.

Huo Angfeng beat Qin Wan's parents in Class [-].

The reason was absurd, and he said he couldn't get used to it.

Another incident, Yan Shuo's hooliganism to Zhou Xinfang also spread.

Yun Nianqing put on her earphones and bowed her head to do her homework. She didn't want to talk about these things, but their voices were too loud, and she heard what happened.

Qin Wan and the others bullied Lin Cha, and Qin Wan's parents protected the calf, whether right or wrong, protecting their daughter.

No one came to Lin Cha's house, and Qin Wan's parents told her to cry.

Huo Angfeng broke in through the door, rushed over and punched Qin Wan's father in the face, causing nosebleeds to flow out.

The office suddenly became a mess.

Jiang Xiao pretended to hold Huo Angfeng with a few teachers.

Yan Shuochu smiled recklessly at the door.

When asked about it, he said roguely: "Director Zhou's skirt is too short, it's immoral, if you squat down a little bit, you'll be fucking gone."

As soon as he said that, Jiang Xiao and Huo Angfeng glanced at Zhou Xinfang's livid face, and laughed out loud.

The whole office couldn't help looking at Zhou Xinfang.

Whispering, it's really indecent for a grade director to wear such a short skirt.

In fact, it's not that short. When people say this, other people certainly feel that she is wearing short clothes.

Yan Shuo made such a fuss, Zhou Xinfang almost died of anger.

The parents of tall and short children were afraid that Huo Ang would hurt them, so they hid far away.

This matter has become a big mess, and the dean has come.

The head teacher of the third class and the head teacher of the eighth class each discipline their own students.

Who are Yan Shuo and the others?Just be happy, just be happy, and don't take their words seriously.

In the third class in the morning, Yan Shuo, Huo Angfeng, and Jiang Xiao walked in swaggeringly.

Chinese class, class teacher Li Xiang's.

Li Xiang is still in the office to appease the parents who were beaten, so he hasn't come to the classroom yet.

As soon as the three student leaders sat down, the others started talking.

A boy asked, "What's the matter, Brother Shuo?"

There is another boy: "Hi Huo Angfeng, you can do anything to protect your wife, handsome."

Huo Ang waved his hands: "Go aside!"

Yan Shuo sat leaning, with one arm on the table, looked up at Yun Nianqing, and said lazily, "Oh, I don't like Zhou Xinfang."

"Hahahaha, Haoheng, Huo Angfeng, how did you solve your problem?"

Huo Angfeng spoke, and said two simple words: "Give me money."

His mind was still stuck in the office. The moment Lin Cha spoke to him, she was terrified and her voice was fictitious: I'm sorry, don't do such impulsive things for me in the future, we... are not from the same world. .

(End of this chapter)

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