Yue tingfeng did not need to think to know that the study commissary was one of the people involved in this. Perhaps she was not stupid enough to do it herself, but she must have been bewitched by her.
He really hated these so-called good students. They were usually aloof and couldn't bear to see others doing better than themselves. In fact, they were the kind of people with twisted minds.
Yue tingfeng felt disgusted just by looking at people like them.
The commissary in charge of studies was already feeling guilty. When she saw Yue tingfeng burn the boy's books and even drew a turtle on his face, her legs trembled in fear. She only heaved a sigh of relief when the form teacher finally arrived and wanted to take Yue tingfeng out.
However, before she could even catch her breath, Yue tingfeng threw all her books on the floor and even doused them with ink.
The study Committee member was stunned and screamed,""What are you doing? My book. "
