Xue God has mines at home

Chapter 33
The 45-minute physical education class passed quickly.

A group of people were walking out of the gymnasium, and saw the school bus of the No. [-] Middle School driving into the school gate from a distance.

The tenth middle school is famous for its students' academic performance, and the third middle school is famous for its students' love of fighting.

It is said that the students of No. [-] Middle School are not easy to mess with any one of them.

The physical education teacher stood on the steps with his hips akimbo, looked at the colorful clothes in the distance, and sighed: "Children, this time the No. [-] Middle School is here to play a friendly match. You are asking for blessings. In fact, your class is considered the best in the grade, and there is no It is necessary to fight with them to the death."

"Teacher, don't bring people who hit people like this." Wei Ran, the sports committee member, was the first to jump out and express his dissatisfaction: "What's wrong with No. [-] Middle School? There's no way our No. [-] Class will lose."

Just as the words were being said, the group of people from the No. [-] Middle School also walked towards them.

The scene was very hot for the eyes.

Everyone's hair was dyed gaudy, and their clothes were all strange.Properly kill Matt boy.

Compared with these children who obediently wear school uniforms, they really look very difficult to mess with.

All the three classes looked at each other, and the group took a big step back in an unusually tacit understanding.

A certain teenager takes the lead by himself.

Nan Yi, who was originally at the end, felt sorry for the boss silently for ten seconds, and then leisurely hid in the shade to watch the excitement.

"Yo, Master Xu."

The boy who spoke was probably a representative of No. [-] Middle School. When he saw Ning Zhixu, he went over to strike up a conversation: "Long time no see, I miss you so much."

All of Class Three: ...It really is the way people in society greet each other.

Ning Zhixu looked at the bunch of purple hair in front of him, and pulled his lips: "You have changed the color again."

"Is it cool?" Xiao Zimao leaned over to her head and showed off, "The latest dyeing, let's show it off."

All of the third class: We are all scared to death, you are actually studying hair color?So social!
"Ning Zhixu, perm and dye hair are not allowed in our school." The physical education teacher was really afraid that they would make an appointment at the barber shop next second, and come out in time to stop the students of this school from thinking that they shouldn't have, and then looked at Zimao.

"I heard from your teacher that a group of students accidentally smashed up the gymnasium during a fight, and there is no place to train. Come and borrow our venue. You can use the space, but don't cause trouble."

No. [-] middle school students have never taken the teacher seriously, but at this moment——

Zimao glanced at Ning Zhixu, knowing that he couldn't be offended.

Perfunctory response: "Okay, got it."

"Ah."

The physical education teacher nodded, feeling quite relieved: "Students from class three go back."

A group of people left obediently in order, Nan Yi was at the end, and just after coming out of the shelter, someone from No. [-] Middle School immediately whistled.

"Fuck."

Zimao was also stunned, staring at the girl's figure with straight eyes: "Master Xu, the best. Isn't your school full of nerds? I didn't expect there to be such kind of stuff. Please introduce me."

That gaze can burn a person to death.

When Nan Yi passed by Ning Zhixu, she tilted her head and smiled: "Boss, you said you were covering me."

The words fall.

Surrounded by audible needles.

All the yellow-haired, purple-haired, green-haired and pink-haired people were stunned. Looking at the boy's face, he asked tentatively, "Master Xu, really?"

Ning Zhixu: "I am at the same table."

Heartbroken.

At the same table, isn't he one of Master Xu's people?

Tsk... It's a pity, I can only look at it but not touch it.

Nan Yi put both hands into the pocket of her school uniform, and got the protection of the boss to go down the stairs leisurely.

As soon as he walked down the last step, a black-haired boy with a basketball in his arms rushed over and hugged him tightly.The tone was excited, but also a little silly: "Nan Nan, is it really you?"

　Buckets remember to bubble——

　　
　
(End of this chapter)