Director Pan called several class leaders and finally, Luo Jiuhong from Class 19, the softest persimmon in the whole grade, came over wiping his sweat.
A middle-aged man with a smiling face said, "Dont be afraid, dear student. We welcome everyone equally. From now on, you are a member of Class 19!"
Gu Qianqian nodded: "Nine is an extreme number, Teacher Luo, you will rise to great heights."
Director Pan: ……
How can you still be considered lucky?
Lu Jiu Hong looked at Director Pan, Director Pans old face turned red, and he waved his hand. "Class is about to start, take her over."
Gu Qinqin: "Im going to get my school bag."
"Hurry up and come back quickly."
The third year of senior high school in No. 1 Middle School is divided into two parts. One part consists of top students, who are placed in Building A and have achieved their grades through hard work.
Another part is for relation households and special recruits, located in Building B.
There is no doubt that Class 19 is in Building B.
Building A has ten classes and always looks down on Building Bs nine classes.
Unfortunately, Mu Yu Yang belongs to Building B and is at the bottom of Building B.
He carried Gu Qingqings school bag to Building A and was immediately ridiculed.
A boy of one meter eight in height stood pitifully in the corridor, ignoring everyones strange gaze, and stood out with a lonely, cold and proud aura.
In her heart, she had already cursed: Gu Qiangqiang you little troublemaker, if you dont come soon Ill jump from here!
"Snows clear, is that your elder cousin?"
Muxue Qings face was completely lost because of him. This bastard older brother, why did he have to stand at the door and not move?
Who doesnt know she has a useless older brother?
Its neither recognition nor non-recognition.
Put down the English book and go out. "Big brother, I just asked our class teacher, she didnt agree to let Gu Qinqin join our class."
Finally someone understood him, and a layer of the arrogant ice on the young mans face melted.
"Which class is she in?"
Xuexue Qing looked at Class 3 and said, "It should be our original class."
The teacher of each class is still playing with the ball, although its unclear which class Gu Qinqin will go to, but Huang Guangyao has made it clear that he wont take her.
But cant let her lose face alone, right?
Mu Yu stepped into Class 3 with confidence, "Which seat is Gu Qingqings?"
The reading class suddenly fell silent.
Yu Yangs face was thin-skinned, and he couldnt bear the strange glances from these people. Seeing the only empty seat, he quickly walked over with his backpack, put it down, and wished he could run a hundred meters to get out of their sight.
Just as he turned around, Chachas sisters pink school bag was thrown out in a parabolic curve and smashed outside the door.
The boys resentment from the whole morning finally burst out.
"Who threw it?"
At 1.8 meters tall, he instantly pulled out a 2.8-meter aura, where is the rough and wild air that these top students have ever seen? Suddenly, the entire classroom was filled with a burst of cowardly air.
Chen Rongrong, who was hit by the school bag, burst into tears directly. "You... you dare to hit me?"
Mo Yu Yang: ……
The labor and capital have not yet clashed!
The sports committee of Class 3 stepped forward, obviously very strong, but standing in front of Mu Yu Yang, he was actually half a head shorter, with an aura of only 1.2 meters left, but at this critical moment when the class was invaded, everyone could be intimidated, except for him.
"Gu Qing has been cheating, everyone in school knows. With such a bad character, we cant tolerate her in our class."
"Thats right, this scourge should be driven out of Zhongshan!"
"What right does the trash from Building B have to come to our Building A and show off?"
Suddenly a book came crashing over, Mu Yu Yang dodged quickly, but the sharp pages still grazed his cheek, bringing out a thread of blood.
Someone started it, and then others followed suit, the second one, the third one, and then countless ones...
With a loud crash, the half-open classroom door was kicked open.
Gu Qingqing walked in, a layer of frost condensed on her small face like porcelain and jade.
"Hands that are no longer needed can be donated!"
All three classes were intimidated by her aura.
This is the kind of person who dares to push her own brother down the stairs! For a moment, all the sparrows and birds were silent, afraid of being stared at by her.
Gu Qingqings gaze swept around in a circle and walked up to Ye Qingcheng.
Ye Qincheng subconsciously pulled on the mask on her face and glared at him with wide eyes: "What are you going to do?"
Gu Qiangqiang: "Shake hands."
Ye Qingcheng sneered in her heart, now you know fear? Hehe.
"Youve ruined the face of the entire city, and now you want to make peace with a handshake? Dont even think about it!"
The whole class helped out, and Chen Rongrong was able to make it again.
"Rong Rong, dont say it like that."
Ye Qingcheng stood up generously, "Since you know your mistake, Ill forgive her. Classmates, dont make a fuss about it anymore. After all, were all going to take the exams for Huada and Jingda, and shouldnt waste our minds on such things."
Yes, they are all top students, the future of the motherland, and the flowers of humanity. How can they be treated like trash from Building B?
Ye Qiancheng finally reached out her hand and warmly grasped Gu Qingqings, however, the next second...
"Crack——"
My right hand... its broken...
Piercing howls penetrated the entire teaching building.
The other students hadnt even reacted yet when "crack" another sound was heard and Ye Qingchengs miserable cry abruptly stopped.
Its done.
"You——ah——"
Damn it, its broken again!
"I——ah——"
Click, its okay now...
Three rounds of back and forth, and Ye Qingchengs high and low pitches changed back and forth, similar to practicing vocal music.
Everyones scalp was numb, their hair stood on end, and they didnt dare breathe a word.
It was still Chen Rongrong who took the lead and pried open Gu Qingqings hand.
Gu Qiangqiang took out her handkerchief and wiped it clean. She didnt like the smell on Ye Qingchengs body.
"Next time if you cant control your hands, I dont mind stripping you of your bones."
The tone is calm, without even a hint of anger, but its just so cold!
So youre just trying to kill a chicken to scare a monkey, using my hand?
Leaves fall and tears flow constantly, but I havent even washed my face under the sunny sky!
The young master of the Mu family was suddenly protected by someone without being prepared, and his heart felt indescribably complicated.
"After school, Ill treat you to a popsicle."
The young man held his head high and felt that there was no more dignified brother than him in the world.
Gu Qingqing didnt say a word, bent down to pick up the school bag on the ground, saw the books scattered all over the floor, and her figure paused slightly.
At this pause, everyone felt a chill run down their spine and subconsciously held their breath. Whether they had smashed or not, they all hid their hands under the desk.
Luo Jiuhong rushed over upon hearing the shouting, thinking that another fight had broken out on this side. However, when he entered, he saw Ye Qingcheng crying uncontrollably and his other classmates sitting with their backs straight like primary school students.
He said with emotion: "Three classes are not far from nineteen classes. When class is over, you can run back and forth three times. You dont have to be so sad about parting."
The whole third class: Who the hell is being so heartless? Didnt you see how she bullied us?
Obviously Luo Jiuhong couldnt see it, and before leaving, he politely said: "Welcome you to come to Class 19 for mutual exchange and learning."
All three classes: Who wants to learn from the dregs of your Building B?
No matter how much they lamented in their hearts, no one dared to move.
Until Gu Qingqings figure disappeared from sight, someone said, "How scary."
It wasnt until then that everyone realized that their entire class of dozens of people had been bullied by Gu Qianqian alone!
