The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

Li Canxing sneered: "Some people have thicker skin than the Great Wall. What can we do?"

"Well! Who's going to say BB again, my mother killed you believe it or not?" Su Xiaomo got angry, patted the table and stood up, and the class was silent.

An Xia Xia gave Su Xiaomo a grateful look.

Just then, Bai Ziyue, the class teacher, arrived in the classroom in time, and looked at Anxia Xia anxiously.

Nangong Jing raised her hand and said rudely, "Teacher, An Xia Xia has not been here for more than a month. It is her turn to read early!"

Bai Ziyue hesitated: "Student An, then you can take everyone to read the text."

Nangong Jing winked at everyone in the class, everyone understood.

At that time, everyone will not cooperate, and make Anxiaxia ugly!

An Xia Xia pulled out the language documents from the schoolbag and stood on the podium without fear!

She has a calm face and exquisite facial features, which adds some coolness.

Opening the book, the young girl's frustrated and firm voice sounded--

"If I love you--

It ’s not like climbing flowers

Show off yourself by your high branches;

If I love you--

Never learn infatuated birds,

Repeat monotonous songs for greenery;

Not just like a fountain,

Send cool comfort all year round;

Not just like Danger Peak,

Increase your height and set off your magnificence.

...

We share the cold wave, thunder and thunder;

We share haze, liu lan, hauni.

As if separated forever,

But for life.

This is great love,

Stability is here:

Love--

Not only love your great body,

I also love where you stand,

Land underfoot. "

After finishing a poem, An Xia Xia dumped his black hair like a waterfall and sat back calmly on his seat.

Throughout, she didn't pause, she seemed to guess the thoughts of everyone in the class, and didn't take everyone to read it, but recited it by herself!

The sound of breathing in the class was audible, and everyone hadn't recovered from the shock.

This poem is a well-known hazy love poem. The expression of love is equality between men and women, and the pursuit of freedom!

When An Xia Xia recited this poem, people were completely afraid of profanity!

Through such a simple and powerful counterattack, the people in Class 3 and Grade 3 have only one idea in their hearts: Anxiaxia is definitely not what the post says!

She is brave, independent, and strong, not the kind of girl who is attached to a boy and wants to marry a wealthy man!

Even Qi Yanxi was still in the same place, immersed in An Xia Xia's recitation and could not extricate herself.

For a long time, he smiled badly.

This girl is indeed the person he likes.

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After class, Anxiaxia ignored the discussion in the corridor and climbed to the third floor.

The third floor is the high school third place. When she arrived at the high school third class, she politely said to the girl who leaned on the door: "Tell me to call Li Fanxing for me."

When the girl saw her, she scorned An Xia Xia: "Hey, Li Fanxing, someone is looking for it!"

Li Fanxing raised his head from his seat, straightened his hair, got up gracefully and decently, and walked to Anxiaxia: "Is there anything wrong?"

"Some things I want to talk to Xuejie." Anxiaxia smiled all over the city, so that many boys in the class were stunned!

Li Fanxing hated her for taking the limelight, and her eyes turned: "Come with me."

She took Anxiaxia to a remote toilet on the floor, where few people came.

Pushing open the door, there was no one inside, and the two kept silent, and directly locked the door.

"What's the matter with me?" Li Fanxing lazily touched | touching his nails.

"Nothing, just want to talk to Xuejie about life, to talk about ideals, by the way ... to fight a little ..." After that, in the frightened eyes of Li Fanxing, Anxiaxia pulled up her hair and went to the toilet There was a stop here, and I pressed the flush button smoothly. The sound of the water rang, and Li Fanxing's scream rang!

"Anxiaxia, do you want to die? Kekekeke ... let me go!"

An Xia Xia's face did not change his color: "Even if it is dead, it is the sister who died before me, right? Li Fanxing, no, should I call you ... lemon ice ice?"