Xueba God-level system

"Oh, it's so disgusting, the smell is so bad, it makes me want to throw up."

Even some of the more sophisticated girls couldn't stand the smell of alcohol, and asked the boys in the front row to get off quickly, so they could take this opportunity to usurp the throne.

With cheerful steps, Feng Quanchao and others rushed into the classroom.The melon seeds and coke obtained from the robbery were evenly distributed to every student in the class.It has to be said that he is quite loyal in this respect.It didn't matter, it wasn't his money anyway.

As soon as Feng Quanchao sat down, he naturally smelled a strong smell of alcohol.

"Come here, pull the five of them out, wash them in the water room first, and then let them go to sleep."

After a few words of confession, it is estimated that Feng Quanchao himself could not stand the taste anymore.Unexpectedly, I personally picked up the mop at the corner of the back door, and dragged the pile of vomit out with a sweep.

It doesn't matter if you grab the corridor, anyway, this is a corridor shared with Class [-], and there are still [-] minutes before the next evening self-study, presumably Mr. Zhou doesn't care about it.

After such a toss just now, Feng Quanchao suddenly thought of going to buy wine.

But just now they have already acted once, in terms of the opening method of fantasy drama, it is a serious injury.

But he looked at the other male students in the class, they were either a very small number of bullies, or those lads who couldn't be more sluggish, and they couldn't do this kind of work that violated school rules and regulations, even if they were beaten to death .

Also, for those students whose sense of existence is extremely weak, so weak that they can't even call their names in one breath from the first compulsory course to graduation, Feng Quanchao can't count on them at all.As for the girls, let alone, as long as they don't complain to the dean, it will be regarded as a high incense.

If the two monitors were not there, Feng Quanchao would not have dared to be so embarrassing.

"Hey, Zhou Weijun, do we want to buy wine?" Feng Quan looked around for a while, and finally set his target on the people in the front row.He kicked the leg of the chair and said.

"Buying wine? You didn't say it earlier, if you knew it, you would have let the five-member group buy it."

Zhou Weijun replied dismissively, looking at the Chinese books on the desk, which looked like hearty delicacies.

The situation like this evening's self-study can be said to be once in a thousand years, once in a hundred years. Feng Quanchao will never miss this great opportunity. A plan that will not be drunk or return now has begun to loom in his brain.

"Aren't you talking nonsense? I didn't think of Cao Cao's poem because I was in love with the scene. Du Kang is the only one who can relieve worries."

"By the way, Brother Chao, you can try to use Meituan to order drinks. Although the delivery fee at night will be a few yuan higher, but with your frugal character, it's not a big deal."

"That's right, you still have a way." Just do what you said, Feng Quanchao came straight away with five boxes, and now the delivery guy is busy.

In the classroom of Class Nine, even the top students started chatting.Except for Niu Zihao who was pretending to be aggressive with a textbook, there were no other students who were studying seriously.

It is said that the environment affects a person. From the present moment, this is true.

Gao Dingwen, the class monitor, suddenly raised his head.Not for anything else, because he heard the sound of wine bottles colliding in the tenth class next door.