Part One: Chapter 89: Give the Classmates a Dismissal
Murong Qiu and I went directly to the multimedia classroom, where we will have class today.
Rich aristocratic schools are different. Each table in the multimedia classroom has a laptop computer, and the chair is a single-back sofa. What a luxury!
No! No! Han Luoyin should be rich. As the saying goes, three robbers are not as good as one who runs a school. He probably makes a lot of money from this school. How about driving such a good car? Living in such a high-end villa?
I can't envy him.
The classroom was silent as soon as I entered. A few boys and a few girls sat in the seats and showed a hint of evil smile. Murong Qiu sat in the seat. When I tried to find an empty seat, it was already full??
"Hey, the boss is here? How much is the boss worth? I checked your information yesterday, and it seems that there is no one named Ai in China's richest list?" A boy's sarcastic words came from beside me, and Murong Qiu was angry.
After standing up, I waved my hand to signal Murong Qiu to sit down.
I walked towards the boy with a smile on my face. I found that some people just like to look at money. Do you think they will despise me because I don’t have money? Oh, there is no way. Who said this is an aristocratic school? I have no money, but...
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Am I not afraid of death if he provokes me like this? It seems that I still failed to do what I did on the playground yesterday. If I did, how can he be so aggressive now?
"Get up." I hooked my hand and asked him to give me his seat.
"Boss is so awesome, why not sit on the floor?" His words caused a burst of laughter in the class.
I was no exception. I also laughed, covered my mouth and smiled, but in an instant, my eyes flashed, my expression became serious, I reached out and grabbed the boy's hair and threw him a meter away.
Sad, a grown man called me, a little girl, to play like this? These rich kids are too young to brag about a wild girl like me.
The man I threw out looked at me directly, and the students in the class were also stunned. It can be seen that the people in our class are also very united, right? Then I will give them a showdown!
They laugh!
He waved his hand and swept everything on the boy's desk to the ground. The whole classroom made a loud sound of computers hitting the floor. He glanced at the boy and spat out the word "Dirty!" with disdain.
He sat on the sofa with a smile, put his feet on the table, put one hand on the back of the sofa chair to support his head, and bit the thumb of the other hand in his mouth.
Not to mention how damn handsome I am in this posture, the atmosphere in the entire class is immersed in dead silence, looking at me with good eyes, even the man I expelled stood still and looked at me.
The class bell rang, which gradually brought back the consciousness of the students in the class. The teacher entered our class: "Class!"
"Teacher...where should I sit?" the boy asked the teacher on the podium.
Before the teacher could speak, I leaned back and turned my head towards the boy: "Sit on the floor!" My words were flat and slow, very much like Yun Junche's words. Could it be?
If he stays too much, am I bad at learning? (You are not good at all either.)
The boy ignored me and still waited for the teacher's answer.
Now I'm angry. How dare you fucking ignore me? He quickly raised his feet, straightened his body, and stood up.
I put my hands in my pockets and walked slowly towards the boy. I stepped up and kicked him hard in the stomach: "Didn't you fucking hear me? I told you to sit on the floor!"
The boy squatted on the ground holding his stomach, and the teacher suddenly rushed out of the classroom. What was going on? I hit my classmate, why did the teacher run away?
I'm sweating!
Could it be that he was calling someone? Who was he calling? Could it be the great Principal Han????