The Max Level Boss is Too Cruel

Chapter 16 They say you can’t do it

Feng Shuangshuang was the goddess of academic success in everyone’s minds on campus.

 Because of their delicate appearance, many boys have a desire to protect them.

Now that they saw their goddess crying, everyone's complaints against Class 9 became more obvious.

 “It’s really shameless for people to refuse to help them with good intentions!”

“It’s just that if you don’t get good grades, forget it, but if you don’t humbly ask for advice, people will come to your doorstep to help you, and you still want them to do something!”

 “I don’t understand good people’s hearts, and I’m holding them back every time. No wonder I’m a scumbag!”

 …

 The attacks of public opinion are always invisible. There is no need to bear legal responsibility at all for the spittle spewing out from the mouth.

 But these remarks can ruin the lives of one child after another.

　　also includes her.

Feng Ling was at the forefront of the storm of public opinion and showed no expression, but those behind her all blushed, their palms were tightly clenched, and their sharp nails dug into their flesh, causing pain.

 That’s right, they have poor grades and poor discipline. They are at the bottom of this school and even in Los Angeles as a whole.

They want to refute these words that pierce their hearts, but they have no ability to refute them.

 I can only watch everyone who is a student have their original pride shattered bit by bit.

 “Do you think your grades are good?”

 Feng Ling suddenly spoke up.

 Everyone looked at her, as if they didn't quite understand the meaning of her words.

“The 750-point paper, the preliminary test at the beginning of the semester, except for Xiao Li who got 720, the second place was 693, 689, 682. Do you think you did a good job?

Such results can be seen in ordinary classes in Beijing, but in sprint classes, hey, can you get in? "

Feng Ling looked at them coldly, and said the most piercing words in the coldest tone, "Those who only know how to sarcastically and sarcastically compare to you will only be a frog in a well in this life."

“We are the frogs in the well, so what are you?!”

“That’s right, it’s just a mouth, you don’t know how much effort we put in behind it!”

"You can only talk but not do anything. I think you are just talking on paper!"

 …

"Whether it's just an agreement on paper or not, we'll know in a month." Feng Ling responded calmly, pointing to a group of children behind her, "Believe it or not, in one month, the scum of Lingyang High School will change their names. "

 “Impossible!” Everyone subconsciously retorted.

It has become the consensus of the entire Lingyang High School that Class 9, Grade 3, is at the bottom. No one believes that this group of scumbag students will make any progress in just one month.

 After all, in the last test, the average score of Class 9, Grade 3, was a full 5 points lower than the second-to-last class.

 This 5-point gap cannot be closed by one or two improvements.

“They said you can’t do it.” Feng Ling narrowed her eyes and whistled to the group of people behind her.

 Looks like a gangster, and quite heartless.

 As if she was just an outsider, but invisibly controlling the situation in this smoke.

The people in Class Nine looked at each other and saw unprecedented determination in each other's eyes.

 “We can!”

 “If you don’t believe it, just compare!”

 “Labour and capital have never lost a bet with others! We can win this bet between labor and capital!”

 …

Ye Limo is now beside Feng Ling. Listening to the heartfelt shouts, her eyes flicker. It seems that Class 9 has not had such cohesion for a long time. The last time it seemed that it was...

Yelimo smiled and looked up at the girl's side face.

The sun was shining right on the girl's head. Even after a long, long time, Yeli Mo would not forget that on this day, Feng Ling was like a **** who descended on Class 9 and silently changed the fate of all of them.

 (End of this chapter)