The vixen's journey through time

"Why are you always ready to die? Why do I want your life? To use it as material for nightmares at night? Or can I live a long life if I take your life?"

"No! Classmate He Huan, I would also like to advise you, don't make fun of your life. Who knows which day it will really come true?"

Chacha's tone was faint, and paired with her half-white face, it somewhat exaggerated the atmosphere of terror.

All the students: Woohoo, why do you have to risk your life for a good competition? So bloody and fishy! So scary! Mommy! We want to go home! what happened? Why doesn't the teacher come today?

He Huan felt that he had been insulted, but when he realized it, he laughed at himself: Yes, I have a bad life, who cares about it!

He Huan's chest rose and fell violently, and her breathing quickened. She subconsciously dug her fingers into her palms. Her nails were strong and sharp, and they soon created deep marks, just like the scars left on them before, round after round. The moon is curved.

But as if she didn't know the pain, she took out something from her collar while staring at Chacha.

It was a jade plaque, and it was made of Hetian jade. It was only strung with a navy blue braided rope. If you look carefully, you can see the inscription on it - why worry brings joy.

"This is my most precious thing. I use it as a bargaining chip. Is this okay? Jiang Cha?" He Huan took the jade plaque from his neck, put it on the table, and asked Chacha.

She slowly withdrew her hand and rubbed it with nostalgia for a few times, thinking in her heart: Dad, you will bless Huanhuan, right?

"Okay! I accept the challenge!"

Chacha also took out the last ginseng of the day.

Now, there are 17 century-old ginseng neatly placed on the lecture table, and on the tables of other students are bags, jewelry, watches, bank cards, oh, and IOUs, those chips that are inconvenient to take out, just Paper certificate.

So, in the end, all 18 students from Class , Grade , joined in the melee, and the scene was quite spectacular. These young people who had not yet gone out to society were no worse than the big guys outside.

Wang Hao, who has been doing his photography work quietly and diligently, although his heart is in turmoil, his face is calm and composed.

I just shouted in my heart: Today’s high school students are so awesome! Awesome Claes!

Have fun! Have fun!

The bigger the fuss, the more gimmicks there are and the better the program will be.

Wang Hao could even predict what kind of storm these videos would cause when they were released. And this issue of Metamorphosis will become the most glorious moment of his career.

Now that things have happened, Xiangshan System is a little worried. It is afraid that its host will not be able to stop it in the end.

"Host, do you want to play so big?"

"Is it big?" Chacha raised an eyebrow.

"It's getting a bit too big."

"What if the bigger the bait, the bigger the fish you catch?"

"Fish? Where did the fish come from?"

Ding Ding Deng

Xu Qingzhi's ears moved and he looked towards the source of the sound. It turned out to be the head teacher.

The head teacher of Class 1, Grade 3, is named Peng Shuli. She is small, always wears high stilettos, and likes to wear interesting clothes, and today is no exception.

Peng Shuli was wearing a loose dress today. The skirt seemed to be equipped with springs, bouncing exaggeratedly as she walked.

Chacha found it interesting and couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

Although the head teacher is dressed in a lively and open-minded manner, his personality is very serious.

Peng Shuli walked straight to the podium, glared at Chacha, and said in a serious and reproachful tone, "Jiang Cha, the TV station gave you a chance to get out of the mountains. It didn't ask you to lie and make nonsense. Not only did you not cherish this rare opportunity, You are still here to mislead our classmates from Qingyuan No. 1 Middle School, you, you really disappoint me!"

Peng Shuli stared at Chacha, her eyes full of hatred.

"And these ginsengs? How much are the artificially cultivated ones worth? You can use these to fool your classmates, Jiang Cha!" Peng Shuli was so angry that her body shook. She pointed at Chacha, but she just didn't pick up the pointer to hit anyone. .

"These cheap teachers have confiscated it! I don't care what bet or agreement you made, as a class teacher, I declare it void! College entrance examination! Is something as glorious as the college entrance examination meant for you to joke about? Is it fun?"

Peng Shuli said, seriously putting the ginseng into the snakeskin bag and confiscating it.

"Teacher, I'm afraid you can't! These are my things! Also, these ginseng are real wild ginseng that is hundreds of years old." Chacha held down the class teacher's hand as she continued to put ginseng into the bag.

Peng Shuli was stunned, as if she was surprised that Chacha would stop her.

She looked at Jiang Cha carefully and found that the timid, weak, sensitive, vulgar, dark and thin Jiang Cha in her impression had disappeared. Now, the Jiang Cha standing in front of her was very different.

The girl in front of her no longer held her chest and was hunched over. She turned slightly sideways, leisurely and lazy, and his hand was just lightly placed on the back of her hand, but she couldn't move.

The girl in front of her no longer lowered her head and did not dare to look at others. She only had to show half of her face, one eye, and even a smile on the corner of her mouth, but it made people shudder.

The girl in front of you no longer whispers or dares to speak out or express. She just uses a very calm tone and ordinary words to tell you that she refuses!

"Jiang, Jiangcha?" Peng Shuli wondered if she had made a mistake and shouted uncertainly.

Immediately, she immediately thought that she was the head teacher of Class 1 and Jiang Cha's teacher, where was her identity?

After thinking about it, Peng Shuli was filled with strength again, and her voice rose by an octave.

"Why are you still standing there? Go back to your seat! If you don't study hard, why are you talking about being the number one scholar? What kind of grades? It's hard to get into a factory to work. Even if you get in, will you spend your whole life driving screws?"

Peng Shuli's voice was hoarse, and the look in her eyes that expressed regret for her misfortune and anger made Chacha feel a little uncomfortable.

At this time, all the classmates were silent. They really didn't expect that things would turn out like this.

Also, should they say that Jiang Cha's behavior is quite... just, quite bold!

She is indeed a female devil! It has to be Jiangcha!

Wang Hao also frowned: This aunt is very courageous! Even the teacher dares to quarrel! Although it was quite enjoyable to watch, would she be bullied online if it was broadcast?

Worried about her, afraid for her, how about we obey the class teacher? At least you should respect your teacher! Aren't you afraid that you will be wearing small shoes?

I don't know if others are afraid of Chacha, but she really isn't afraid.

What are you afraid of? What was wrong with her?

"Teacher Peng, I'm sorry, this is my thing, you can't take it away." Chacha once again emphasized the right to own the ginseng.

"Also, you don't have to doubt the authenticity and age of this wild ginseng. Of course, if you really don't believe it, you can ask a professional to identify it."

"I promise, you'll pay ten for every fake one!"