"Boss, how did you become so good-looking? Could it be just a haircut?"
"Boss, you used to be so good-looking, why didn't you take care of us? Bringing you out would be so face-saving!"
Monkey kicked them away.
"Get lost, is boss someone you dare to touch? For someone as outstanding as boss, only a genius like Tang Mohan is worthy of her!"
...
Xia Ling sat there calmly.
Although she never did her homework, ever since she returned to grade 3 high school this time, she had changed the atmosphere of grade 2 Class 3.
First of all, she had to maintain absolute silence during class.
Even if she didn't listen, even if she skipped class, even if she slept on her stomach, it didn't matter.
But who dared to speak during class? Sorry, I'll see you at the corner of the stairs. Beating you up would be a light punishment.
Second, answer questions during class.
When the teacher asked questions, she had to create a very positive atmosphere to motivate the teacher to attend class.
Therefore, Monkey and the like could not even sleep during class.
They had just spent the whole night surfing the internet and playing games last night.
However, when they reached the classroom, a group of them could only take turns to catch up on their sleep. The other group could only prop up their bleary eyes and raise their half-dead hands. When the teacher asked a question, they had to create the illusion that the students were actively answering.
"Boss, top student Tang is very good. He's handsome and his grades are very good, but you've been back for a few days already. When can you bring us back to show those grade one b*stards some power?''
Monkey asked Xia Ling with a smile on his face.
He was talking about those grade one b*stards.
Ever since Su Xia transferred schools, grade three high school had been in chaos.
Grade one had gathered a group of people, grade three had gathered a group of people, and each of them claimed to be the leader of grade three high school.
As for grade two, Monkey was barely able to carry the banner. However, his strength was not good, so he was tired and weak.
Therefore, when he was looking forward to the girl's return, he was determined to get back the position he had lost previously.
"When?" Xia Ling curled her lips and turned the pen.
The ballpoint pen twirled a few times between her fair fingers, and with a click, she pressed it down on the table.
That soft sound caused Tang Mohan, who was beside her, to be stirred up.
His handsome face had some red marks on it. He furrowed his brows slightly and sat up.
He could only see the light in the girl's peach blossom eyes move slightly, and then he heard the girl's low and pleasant voice.
"It's better to meet the day on a different day. Since you want to fight, then make a challenge today. Make an appointment for tomorrow afternoon. Let those little brats call everyone together, so that they won't say that we, the sophomores, are bullying them because we don't have enough people."
"Alright!" As if he had been injected with stimulants, Monkey suddenly became excited.
However, after his excitement, he became a little worried.
"Boss, the people we had before have already dispersed. Although those little brats from the first year of high school are a little crazy, there are still quite a few people. There are at least twenty to thirty of them. We can only have a dozen of them. Can we beat them?"
"Twenty to thirty? What are you afraid of?" Xia Ling raised her eyebrows and looked at Tang Mohan who was beside her.
The latter's expression was indifferent as he sat there and continued to work on the newly acquired "complete mathematical solution".
Xia Ling's eyes flashed as she said to monkey, "I can fight four or five people by myself. Tang Mohan can fight four or five people by himself. You guys can split the rest equally."
Tang Mohan knew how to fight? Monkey did not believe what she said.
Ever since he had arrived at No. 3 High School, Tang Mohan had set himself up as the god of learning among the students. He was still very stable.