The sound of students finishing school came from outside the classroom.
Hearing this sound, all the students here looked forward to it.
"That's it, get out of class is over..."
"Stand up..."
"Goodbye, teacher."
"Well, goodbye classmates, please pay attention to safety on the way home."
Their math teacher’s surname is Chen, and his single name is one dimension. Everyone usually calls him Teacher Xiao Chen, maybe because he looks younger.
After Teacher Chen left, the classroom instantly became excited and lively.
He put away the books, put them into his schoolbag, squeezed them one by one, and walked towards the door.
"School is finally over."
"Gone, gone."
"Lin Yi, hurry up."
"Right away..."
The voices of classmates talking came to my ears.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Qinglan was not in a hurry to leave. She had enough time to squeeze in with a bunch of kids.
After everyone in the classroom was almost gone, Zhao Qinglan stood up, put away his books, and put them in his schoolbag.
After zipping up, Zhao Qinglan was about to leave when her hand stopped. At this time, there was a finger-long hole next to the zipper on her schoolbag.
With a light scratch of his finger, Zhao Qinglan knew that it was cut with a razor blade. It is normal for children to be naughty, but if they go too far, they are looking for a beating. When he was a child, he bullied his classmates and used a razor blade to cut his schoolbags. This is what happened when he grew up.
Want to go to heaven.
I just bought this schoolbag at the beginning of the school year. It looks very new now. When I bought it, it cost fifty-five yuan. Of course, these are not important.
The important thing is that her mother bought it. In order to buy this schoolbag for her, she fell down on the way back and her knees were black and blue for several days.
Zhao Qinglan's face darkened, and the aura on her body fluctuated slightly.
Seeing that everyone had left, Liu Qian, who was sitting next to Zhao Qinglan, also stood up with her schoolbag on her back.
"Zhao Qinglan, let's go too!"
"Oh, why is there such a big hole in your schoolbag? Who made it?"
Zhao Qinglan shook his head, "I don't know."
But you’ll find out soon.
In this class, there are only two or three people who love to cause trouble and bully their classmates. Zhao Qinglan filtered the people in his mind and probably guessed who did it.
Reaching out to pick up her schoolbag, Zhao Qinglan walked directly to the back of the classroom until she stopped at the window seat in the third row from the bottom.
At this time, Li Qiang, who is sitting here, has not left yet. He is playing with his newly bought toys on the table.
Seeing Zhao Qinglan coming over, he just raised his head and glanced at her, then snorted coldly.
Zhao Qinglan looked him over, then handed the schoolbag in his hand to him with a calm expression.
"You did this."
Li Qiang is a little fat guy, a little taller than Zhao Qinglan. In this class, he is one of those students who has the lowest grades and is disobedient.
"It's not me, I didn't do it."
"We'll talk about it after we think about it."
Zhao Qinglan lowered her face and looked at him with sharp eyes. There was no wave in her voice. But even like this, it still made people feel the pressure of the coming storm. It was like being stared at by the god of death, which made people feel chilled inexplicably.
.
The air seemed to be frozen.
The air pressure makes you breathless.
Li Qiang usually bullied others, but he never dared to bully Zhao Qinglan. Usually, just when he passed by her and was seen, he felt inexplicably stressed, as if he saw the dean. Especially, she asked the students to hand in their homework.
At that time, it was simply a devil.
His friends had said before that he did not dare to offend Zhao Qinglan.
When Li Qiang heard this, he naturally felt ashamed. This was not to prove that he was powerful. When she went to the toilet after class, he slashed her schoolbag with a knife.
Perhaps frightened by her aura, Li Qiang said with a guilty conscience: "Yes, so what if I did it?"
"Oh, I admit it."
Zhao Qinglan raised her eyebrows.
Carry the schoolbag on your back.
Zhao Qinglan walked closer to him and gently pulled the table in front of him to the side.
"Come, let's talk about how to solve this problem."
Seeing the table in front of him being pulled aside in an instant, Li Qiang couldn't help but become nervous.
How could he think she looked scary?
"What do you mean, you want to fight."
"Come if you can, I'm afraid of you."
"I'm telling you, don't think it's important to be a study committee member. If you offend me, I'll beat you until your parents don't recognize you. I'll let you know why the flowers are so red."
Before he could continue, Zhao Qinglan reached out and grabbed his collar and lifted him up.
Looking up at him, Zhao Qinglan said lightly: "It's just you, and my parents don't even know you were beaten."
"Chicken boy, are you kidding me?"
At this time, his feet were off the ground, and Li Qiang was completely covered. He was being held by someone with one hand, and looking at her, he looked very relaxed.
Who am I and where am I?
"You, you..."
She was obviously just a girl about the same age as him. But at this moment, it was this girl who lifted him up with one hand without any effort.
This scene made the students who were still present widen their eyes. Some even took a breath, stretched out their hands to push the classmates beside them, and then pointed at Zhao Qinglan.
"She, she...ah...oh my god..."
"Look, that's Zhao Qinglan..."
"Damn it, she lifted up Li Qiang from our class with one hand."
Maybe because they heard the noise in the classroom, even the classmates who had left the classroom turned back and stood stupidly at the door to watch the fun.
At this moment, many people in the classroom have left, but there are still many who stay.
If you hadn’t seen it with your own eyes.
They couldn't believe it either.
Having been in the same class with Zhao Qinglan for so long, they never knew that Zhao Qinglan was so powerful and powerful.
"Do you know who I am? My brother is Li Sheng in the sixth grade. If you dare to bully me, I will tell my brother to go."
Li Qiang wanted to break away from Zhao Qinglan's hand, but no matter how much he jumped around, the hand held by Zhao Qinglan would not move at all.
"..."
The corners of Zhao Qinglan's mouth twitched.
Is this a primary school student? Looking for a brother if you can’t beat her? It’s like no one has a brother. Now, she also has a brother.
Before he could continue, Zhao Qinglan let go. Li Qiang, who was not prepared at all, fell to the ground, landing on his butt.
It hurts.
"Ouch..."
"It was so painful after being thrown to the ground that Li Qiang held his buttocks in pain and burst into tears. He couldn't get up for a long time.
Zhao Qinglan picked up the stool and pointed directly at him, "Tell me, if I use this to hit you, will the stool break first, or..."
"Wow..."
"Mom..."
Seeing that the stool was about to fall, Li Qiang was so frightened that he held his head and started crying. He couldn't control it anymore and peed his pants directly.
This...
Zhao Qinglan: "..."
"That's all you have."
"How dare you break my things."
I glanced at him.
Putting down the stool, Zhao Qinglan stood up straight and said calmly: "Will you still bully others in the future?"
"No, not anymore."
Now, Li Qiang is still as arrogant as before. When he heard this, he immediately said: "Yes, I'm sorry."
Zhao Qinglan: "Get up, mop the floor, and put the desks back for me."
Li Qiang climbed up quickly, "Okay."
It hurts.
Isn’t it said that girls are weak and unable to take care of themselves? Why is Zhao Qinglan in their class so fierce?