Fast-passing host super cold

Chapter 383 The True Daughter Is Cool Brother (10)

The class Qing Zhou transferred to was Class [-], which was considered a relatively ordinary class in No. [-] Middle School. This ordinary class was reflected in various aspects, including academic performance, sports performance, and student family background.

But such an "ordinary" class would be regarded as a thorn in the side of any school except No. [-] Middle School.A group of students come from a distinguished family background, and they can't be beaten or scolded. This alone is enough to give the teacher a headache.

When Qing Zhou followed Lao Liu in, the class was in the morning self-study.

Few of them were studying seriously, they were basically chatting or simply laying on the table to catch up on sleep. After seeing Lao Liu coming, the students quieted down symbolically.

But the eyes were obviously focused on the students who followed Lao Liu.

It was a boy with long bangs, which didn't seem to conform to the school rules.

But that face was enough to make all the students present gasp in admiration—the young man had fair skin, and there was a feeling of fragility and femininity between the slender eyebrows and eyes, but the high nose bridge and the corners of the mouth without radians made that point Weakness has turned into the indifference of strangers.

Like oil dripping into a pan, the class quickly discussed in a low voice.

"Ahem, please be quiet, everyone. This is a new transfer student in our class, named Xu Qingzhou."

Old Liu said in a loud voice, and then stretched out his finger and pointed to the back: "The last row happens to have a vacant seat. How about you sit there for now, student Xu? We will change seats in the class in a few days."

"Yes." Qing Zhou replied blankly, and glanced at the back row.

The teenagers sitting in the back obviously didn't study hard, their school uniforms were loose, and their hair didn't conform to the school rules—Qing Zhou's bangs looked quite normal among them.

Although these students don't study, they won't cause trouble for Qing Zhou as soon as she comes——

Not sure though.

Qing Zhou spent the whole morning quietly.

When he was about to pack up his things and go out for dinner at noon, the boys next to him suddenly looked at each other, stood up and gathered around Qing Zhou's table.

The emotional values ​​on their heads clearly showed their malice.

"Which school did your kid go to?" The leading boy took a step forward, hoping to give Qingzhou a sense of oppression with his height of 1.8 meters.

"No. [-] Middle School in City A." Qing Zhou replied calmly, his eyes unchanged.

A city is a little-known small town, let alone a small middle school there, several teenagers looked at each other, obviously they don't know.

"I've never heard of it." The young man raised his chin, with a haughty expression on his face, "I guess you came from a small place? We've also inquired about your identity, a poor student adopted by the Xu family?"

When the word "poverty" was mentioned, the expressions of these people clearly showed arrogance and disdain for the people in their mouths.

Qing Zhou remained expressionless.

At this time, there were not many people in the class. A few girls saw Qing Zhou's good looks, and they felt a little bit of pity, but those boys were too intimidating. Stepped forward, and finally went out through the front door with the meal card.

The young man didn't wait for Qing Zhou to reply, and continued: "Our brothers didn't come here to trouble you, but just wanted to warn that some people don't just rely on their own face to be lawless in school."

As he spoke, he approached Qingzhou, and smiled evilly: "Otherwise, brother will let you experience what is called extreme happiness."

Children from rich families generally mature precociously, and the "extreme happiness" in his mouth obviously contains some colorful meanings.

Qing Zhou's expression remained unchanged, but his fingers moved slightly, and his hand was as fast as lightning.

"boom--"

There was only a loud noise, and before the boy could react or straighten up, Qing Zhou grabbed his yellow hair and knocked him heavily on the table.

"How about I let you experience it first?"

　Today the cold worsens and I have a low-grade fever. If this continues, I think I will be dragged to do a nucleic acid test. _(:з」∠)_
　　
　
(End of this chapter)