Class 20 is the class that Xu Hongyang belongs to and the class that Zhang Miaomiao once attended.
However, there is a vacant seat in the first row of this classroom, and in that seat, Zhang Miaomiao once sat.
I saw that the door of their class was closed, and through the glass, I saw a male teacher in a crisp suit talking about English grammar in a narcissistic manner, and constantly drawing circles on the blackboard.
At this time, I was already standing outside the door of their class, and several classmates in their class were already looking at me through the glass in surprise.
As of now, I have nothing to worry about. I have put aside everything, my dreams and our dreams. I have let go.
Hatred, hatred, the only motivation for me to live, I want revenge, I want revenge.
I gritted my teeth and kicked open the classroom door with a bang. All the eyes of the entire class looked at me, except for Xu Hongyang, who was sleeping on the desk.
The male English teacher saw me, stammered and pointed at me and asked, "What...what do you...want to do?" I glared at him, holding the wooden stick tightly in my hand, with an overwhelming aura.
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The English teacher took two steps back in fear. Not wanting to take a step back, the male English teacher said "Ouch!" and fell to the ground.
I ignored him and went straight to Xu Hongyang, who was sleeping on his stomach in the last row. I walked up to him. He was still lingering in his sleep, drooling all over the desk. This beast is still so tall now.
I was sleeping leisurely, and when I saw him, my anger completely burned.
I picked up the wooden stick and said angrily, "The first stick is for the dead Zhang Miaomiao, Xu Hongyang, you fucking deserve it." I used all my strength to drive directly towards his head.
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With just the first blow, blood rushed out from Xu Hongyang's head and quickly flowed from his forehead to the desk.
When the surrounding students saw this situation, they stood up one after another and hid away in fear, with expressions of horror on their faces.
Xu Hongyang woke up from his sleep in pain and kept shouting "Ouch, ouch". He held his head in his hands and looked up at me. Blood gurgled from his head, almost covering his eyes.
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When Xu Hongyang saw me, he yelled "Ah" and took a few steps back, almost falling down.
I swung the stick again and roared, "The second stick is for Teacher Zhu who has gone crazy. Xu Hongyang, you damn well have to bear it."
Lao Gao raised the stick and hit Xu Hongyang hard. Xu Hongyang's reaction was quick enough. He jumped up from his seat, lifted up the bench, and blocked the fierce attack.
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I said coldly and without any emotion, "You blocked this stick and missed it. It doesn't count. I'll try again."
As I said that, I swung the stick again, and the wooden stick hit Xu Hongyang again. Xu Hongyang jumped up and shouted, "Zhuge Xingliang, are you fucking crazy? Are you crazy?"
This stick flew directly to Xu Hongyang's head, and this stick was even more fierce. Xu Hongyang could no longer stop him. He had no choice but to tilt his head, and the stick hit his neck hard, without hitting him.
Xu Hongyang screamed in pain from his head.
I said coldly, "This stick doesn't count. It still didn't hit the head. Come again."
Xu Hongyang was helpless against my sudden attack, while the entire class looked on dumbfounded and stunned.