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NO.12 The first class

Bingxi did not expect that her appearance would be so powerful, nor did she know the actions of the boys behind her just now.

"Pong————" A huge sound broke the tranquility of the classroom. The teacher looked at the students at the door in surprise. So far, no one except the three princes dared to kick open the door of her, the so-called "Devil Teaching Director"

, and violated the "punishment treaty" she made. Just when she was about to curse, the phone rang. After answering the phone, she changed her expression.

"Hello ladies, please take a seat. Please take a seat. Take your pick, take your pick. By the way, introduce yourself first, introduce yourself..." At this time, the usually orderly dean also became incoherent.

I saw the three best girls walking up to the podium and looking around, with no intention of speaking. The brown-haired beauty in the middle winked, and the super-kawaii blonde-haired little girl jumped forward.

She showed a sweet smile, and the boys below fainted immediately, "Hello, classmates, my name is Yi Kexin." She winked mischievously. The boys who had just climbed up to the podium fell down again. The girls

They were also jealous. Although there were only a few of them, they still caused a huge sensation in the class and shocked the whole building. The most important thing is that since they can make the devil teacher become like that, it is incredible

.

"Quiet. Let's introduce these two classmates... Everyone applauds and welcomes you." The devil teacher on the side couldn't help but trembled from the cold air of these two icebergs.

"Pong----" The door fell down gorgeously again, and the three princes came in. The two cold beauties could not help but frown.

"Prince of Rain, Prince of Rain..." Nymphomaniac Group A (wearing a blue uniform, the leader is wearing a very special one, Lin Zihan)

"Your Highness the British Style, Your Highness the Wind..." Nymphomaniac Group B (wearing a blue uniform, needless to say, the leader is Song Xiya) [Bingxi: Money Worship]

"Young Master Yang, Young Master Yang..." The nymphomaniac group c (dressed in black uniforms, led by Linghu Zunyue, who has never been very enthusiastic. She looked at Mu Yiyang with quite shy eyes, but Young Master Yang's

My eyes are not on you at all)

The nymphomaniacs who came out of nowhere surrounded Class 2 (sta). The power of handsome guys is great.

"Ahem...get out of here..." the devil's class teacher yelled, and there was no one in the room and they all dispersed.

The three princes immediately returned to their seats.

At this time, Bingxi winked again, and Yi Kexin jumped out again: "Attention, students, now they have to introduce themselves!" Everyone's eyes returned to the podium, and they all gave way to the stage.

The three of them had dark lines on their faces, and the eyes of the three princes who had always ignored other people's affairs were also mixed in their eyes.

Bingxi winked again, and Yixuan grabbed a blackboard eraser and scratched it on the blackboard that was already full of words. The devil teacher felt sorry for her, he never let anyone erase her notes, but today she couldn't bear it

Already.

Yixuan used another piece of white chalk and wrote a few neat characters on the blackboard: "Ling Yu Bingxi" and "Lan Yixuan". She reluctantly introduced: "Everyone, be quiet, hello."

Her name is Lan Yixuan, and her name is Lingyu Bingxi, those are the two names." Then she somersaulted over the podium to the class teacher, snatched the long ruler with lightning speed, and then somersaulted back.

He pointed at the blackboard with a ruler and said: "Lingyu Bingxi, Lan Yixuan.over."

"She was so cool just now!"

"agreed, agreed"

The idiots talked a lot, and even Mu Fengyu felt that the three of them were more than simple and curious.

For some reason, Mu Fengyu suddenly shouted: "Shut up——"

Everyone looked at him...


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