Chapter 201: Compose a Blue Sunny Sky: The Domineering Queen
Looking at those tiny remnants, the cherry blossom petals flying all over the sky came to mind again. Yan Yeyi, are you running away too?
Why don't you explain to me, why don't you tell me that you have no choice but to
I shook my head and was about to put the glossy book back on the table when a drawing of a pig head caught my eye.
Turning to the first page of the textbook, Bai Xuexue's cover was in sharp contrast with a pig's head drawn in black. The small pig's head was drawn a bit awkwardly, and there were two heart-shaped eyes on the big pig's nose.
There is a dialog box next to it: Husband, I love you
It turns out this is Yan Yeyi's book. This guy always picks up the books after throwing them at me. Who loves him? He's a narcissist.
I raised my head helplessly. No wonder I said it was weird. It turned out that everyone was secretly looking at me in fear, as if they were on guard against something, and no one dared to say anything.
"Snapped…"
There was a loud noise, and my palm fell heavily on the textbook. I stood up with a bang and glanced around the entire classroom with a frown.
It was like watching a midnight ghost movie again. Everyone was so frightened by my sudden convulsions that they all covered their heads with their textbooks.
"Idiot, I won't eat you. Wait, I'll explain it to you." After saying that, I "blowed" out of the classroom like a gust of wind, and the poor door panel was shaken by my abuse.
These idiots really piss me off. Although everyone is afraid of me, what I want is not this kind of fear, but... worship!
"Ba Xiaogua" I rushed all the way to the school magazine and kicked open the door. The classmates in the school magazine immediately acted like they were avoiding the plague... "Stay away from Han Qing and grow up healthily."
"Han...Classmate Han Qing..." Ba Xiaogua, who had been talking like a sniper, tried to stay away from me as much as possible, holding her standard mushroom head, and sometimes slowly took two steps back, and actually held the school newspaper to block her chest.
What kind of situation is this? Could I still torture her? Thinking about it, I felt annoyed.
"Come here, I want to clarify something." I walked to the newspaper conference table. Like a domineering queen, I sat on the bench waiting for tea and water.
"Excuse me...Han...Han Qing...do you...have anything to say?"
Ba Xiaoguah sat tremblingly next to me. Her hand holding the camera felt like she was in Antarctica. The trembling was not exaggerated at all.
"Please...please...use tea!"
A lovely classmate in the newspaper office tied two hemp flower petals and handed me a cup of hot tea in a timid manner. Because her hands were shaking too much, the hot tea splashed out of the rim of the cup and burned her little hands.