Chapter 237 The Best Youth (24)

"Boss, how did you become so good-looking? Is it just a haircut?"

"Boss, you used to be so good-looking, why don't you take care of us, it's so embarrassing to take you out!"

The monkey kicked them away.

"Fuck off, the boss is the one you dare to touch? Someone as outstanding as the boss must be a good match for a top student like Tang Mohan!"

...

Xia Ling sat there calmly.

Although she never did homework, since she returned to No. 3 Middle School this time, the atmosphere of Class No. 3 and Class No. 3 has been changed.

First of all, when you are in class, keep her absolutely quiet.

Even if you don't listen to the lecture, even if you skip class, even if you lie down and sleep, it doesn't matter...

But whoever dares to talk in class, sorry, see you at the corner of the stairs, a beating would be light.

Second, answer questions in class.

When the teacher asks questions, it is necessary to create a very positive atmosphere to drive the enthusiasm of the teacher in class.

So monkeys and the like, every time they are in class, they can't even sleep...

Obviously, I just surfed the Internet and played games all night last night.

But when they arrived in the classroom, one group of them could only take turns to catch up on sleep, and the other group could only hold their sleepy eyes and raise their half-dead hands. When the teacher asked questions, they created the illusion that the students were actively answering.

"Boss, Tang Xueba is very good. He is handsome and his grades are so good, but...you have been back for a few days. When can you take us with you and show the bastards in the first grade ?”

Monkey asked Xia Ling with a calm face and a smile.

He was talking about those bastards in the first year of high school.

Ever since Su Xia changed schools, No. 3 Middle School has been in chaos.

The first year of high school surrounded a group of people, and the third year of high school surrounded a group of people, each of whom claimed to be the leader of the third high school.

As for the second year of high school, Hou Zi barely carried the banner, but his strength was not good enough, he was very tired and weak...

Therefore, looking forward to the girl's return with great difficulty, he wholeheartedly wanted to regain the place he had lost before.

"When?" Xia Ling curled her lips and turned her pen.

The ballpoint pen twirled a few times between her light white fingers, and was pressed down on the table by her with a click.

The soft sound disturbed Tang Mohan next to him.

There were some red marks on Qingjun's face, he frowned slightly, and sat up.

He only saw the light moving slightly in the girl's peach blossom eyes, and heard the girl's low-pitched voice.

"It's better to hit the sun than to choose a day. Since you want to fight, then make an appointment for tomorrow afternoon today, and let those little bastards call everyone together, so as not to say that our sophomores bully them and they are not well organized."

"Okay!" Monkey became excited all of a sudden, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.

However, after being excited, he was a little worried.

"Boss, the people before us have already dispersed. Although the gang of little bastards in the first year of high school are a little crazy, there are still a lot of people, at least twenty or thirty people. We can fight with a dozen people at full count. Can we fight?"

"Twenty or thirty? What are you afraid of?" Xia Ling raised his eyebrows and looked at Tang Mohan next to him.

The latter looked indifferent, and sat there, continuing to work on his new book "Comprehensive Mathematical Solutions".

With a twinkle in his eyes, Xia Ling said to the monkey: "I can hit four or five by myself, Tang Mohan can hit four or five by himself, and you can share the rest equally."

Tang Mohan will fight? When he said this, the monkey didn't believe it.

Since coming to No. 3 Middle School, Tang Mohan still stands firmly in the middle of a pile of scumbags.