Leaving the noisy crowd, Xuan Shiran and Li finally walked to their class, Class 3, Year 3, pointing and talking along the way.
Many students have already entered the classroom one after another and have chosen their seats to sit down. Some of them simply become seatmates because they know each other so that it is easier to talk.
However, this classroom is very large. In order to reduce the teacher's eye fatigue and facilitate naming, the students' seats are designed in a trapezoidal row from top to bottom. This not only reduces the number of students who are scattered around and makes the teacher uncomfortable.
Difficult to pay attention to, while also taking advantage of the vast space
"Ran'er, let's go in," Li stood behind Xuan Shiran and reminded the girl in front of him.
"Yes."
The next second after turning her head, when she saw the silver hair in front of her and the face that was magnified several times in her eyes, she forgot everything around her and exclaimed loudly, "It turns out to be you, perverted man."
A word that absolutely shocked the souls of everyone present caused the noisy classroom to suddenly fall into silence. Everyone stared with wide eyes at the girl who said such a classic word.
"Beauty, it's you." The second the silver-haired man saw Xuan Shiran, his arrogant and arrogant attitude immediately turned into joy and surprise. He didn't pay attention to what she just said to him.
"Why are you here?" Xuan Shiran looked surprised and felt very unlucky. She had just wanted to despise the guy who had no choice but to squeeze in with her. Unexpectedly, when she turned around, she saw
The first thing I saw was the perverted man who was knocked unconscious by her with a whip last time. They were really enemies.