Chapter Thirteen Everything Is Subject to Boss Xi's Arrangement
I glanced at the people present and said angrily, "If anyone is dissatisfied, you can stand up and challenge me individually. It doesn't matter if you challenge me in a group. Just don't make small moves behind my back."
"From now on, we will obey Boss Xi's arrangements in everything."
Why is there such a tacit understanding? There are at least 40 people here! I quite like this kind of ensemble that shouts in unison.
After looking at them, I said with satisfaction, "Okay, it's okay. It's almost time for class. Just go and do whatever you have to do. But from today on, everyone in the devil group will have to raise their grades for me."
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As soon as I said this, a large piece of it fell from the bottom.
what happened?
"Is there something wrong with what I said?" I asked strangely.
I thought about it carefully and found that there was no problem with the language, no problem?
Nanjiang got up from the ground, "Boss Xi, your words are not problematic in themselves, but they are problematic for us."
Still do not understand?
"..."
"How can we, the devil group, improve our grades?"
Oh! So that’s what it means? I understand. I understand.
"Are you willing to live your high school life like this? Are you willing to always be inferior to the students in the student union in terms of study? It's not that you can't do it, it's just that you have already defined your position."
Yes, they have already determined their position. Jie just doesn't want to study, so we will deal with the demon group. Feng came here with Jie, and I am my good girl.
"But, Boss Xi, it's okay to ask us to fight, but it's probably very difficult to ask us to study?"
"Nanjiang, are you good at fighting from the beginning?" I asked, changing the subject.
"No, I have achieved what I am today after more than ten years of practice."
"That's right, learning is the same. It doesn't mean you can master it in a day or two, but you also have to work hard slowly. It's not that I'm ugly. If you give up without trying hard, then you don't deserve to do it.
He is a member of our demon group."
"Boss Xi, you are right, but can we really do it?" Nanjiang asked without confidence.
"Yes? Boss Xi, please change your request! Otherwise, we can aim to develop the Demon Group into a bigger one."
"Yes, yes, we are really not good at reading."
"Please, Boss Xi, please change it! I would rather run 5,000 meters every day than study."
"Boss Xi, please...".
"Change it..."
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"Stop..." I shouted loudly like a radio, my poor throat!
"Do you know where Feng got in the final exam at Santa Cilia Middle School last semester?" I asked slowly.
"Within the last 100, St. Cilia is an aristocratic school in the country! It's even harder to get ranked there than to reach the sky."
"I think so too. If Boss Feng goes there, there is simply no place for a hero! It would be better for him to come back."
"Boss Feng is a first-class fighter, but how about studying? I can't praise him."
"Yes, Boss Feng's martial arts is inversely proportional to his study."
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I stopped again.
"Feng happened to be ranked 101st in the exam last semester." As soon as I said this, another large piece of paper fell from the bottom.
Why do they like to fall so much? Is the ground comfortable? Or is there a baby check on the ground? Or is the ground attractive to them?
I watched them speechlessly as they got up from the ground one by one.