Huadu Beauty Hunter

Chapter 140, How do you know it's not tasty?

The students who watched the excitement saw that the pieces of clothes really floated into the mouth of the boy with pimples. Everyone enjoyed watching it very much. Some students even took out their mobile phones and flashed a few photos.

The boy with acne is very depressed, he doesn’t want to eat this clothes, it’s so unpalatable, he wants to resist, when he shuts his mouth, he feels that his mouth can’t be closed, and his mouth just opens a big hole like that , when he was about to move his feet to avoid the pieces of clothes, he found that his feet could not move, his feet seemed to be fixed on the ground...

When he raised his hand to block the debris from entering his mouth, he found that he couldn't move his hand...

In the end, he felt that his whole body was stiff and unable to move, as if he had been cast with a fixing spell...

He... can only watch the fragments of clothes float into his mouth, and accept everyone's onlookers and photos.

"My God, he really eats clothes..." said a boy.

"Hey... these clothes, I guess they don't smell very good?" said another boy in a white shirt.

"How can my processed clothes taste bad?" Yang Hao said.

"The clothes are so smelly, even if you processed them, they still smell bad. How can they smell good?" said the boy in the white shirt.

"You haven't eaten it yet, how do you know it tastes bad?" Yang Hao said angrily.

"There is no need to eat this. A normal person knows that it tastes bad." The boy in the white shirt said, with an expression of "you don't understand such a simple truth if a fool understands it".

"If you don't investigate, you don't have the right to speak. Real knowledge comes from practice. If you haven't eaten it, how do you know it's unpalatable? In fact, this is delicious. In order to change your wrong opinion, I will let you eat some!" Yang Hao said.

"No, I don't want to eat." The boy in the white shirt said.

Nima, if I knew that Yang Hao thought this way, he would never speak indiscriminately. This is completely... lifting a rock to shoot himself in the foot.

"You have to eat." Yang Hao said.

The boy in the white shirt wanted to say something to resist, but once he opened his mouth, he couldn't close it, and he couldn't move his limbs or body...

Yang Hao flicked his hand, and a rag flew into the mouth of the boy in the white shirt.

Yang Hao walked slowly to the side of the boy in the white shirt, supported the boy's chin with one hand, and pressed the boy's head with the other hand. With both hands, the boy in the white shirt closed his mouth. After a few slaps on his back, the boy in the white shirt swallowed the rag stuck in his throat...

"Well, seeing that you eat with such relish, this must be delicious, I'll give you another piece." Yang Hao said.

With another wave of his hand, a piece of rag floated into the mouth of the boy in the white shirt. Yang Hao followed the previous practice and asked him to swallow the rag.

"Well, it's delicious, but unfortunately, it's gone." Yang Hao said.

The boy in the white shirt wants to cry, damn it, the fucking hell wants to eat this.

The boy in the white shirt suddenly found that he could move his body. He immediately arched his back, put his index finger into his mouth, and began to retch, trying to spit out those two disgusting rags...

I vomited several times, but I couldn't vomit out the rags. Instead, I felt uncomfortable and vomited a large puddle of saliva...

Fortunately, there is no more, otherwise the boy in the white shirt would still eat this disgusting rag.

The boy in the white shirt stopped vomiting. He yelled and ran towards Yang Hao, waving his fists.

"I'm going to beat you to death." The boy in the white shirt roared.

Being eaten by something like Yang Haosai in front of so many people, he not only felt disgusted, but also felt very humiliated...

Yang Hao raised his foot and kicked it out hard.

Bang... The boy in the white shirt flew upside down, and finally fell on a bookshelf, messing up the books on the shelf.

In the end, the bookshelves fell down, and the boy in the white shirt was pressed to the ground by the bookshelves.

When the other students saw this scene, they had to shut up obediently. The boy in the white shirt was forced to eat two pieces of rags just to say that the shirt was not tasty, and was kicked like this...

Yang Hao walked up to the boy with acne, and slapped him hard on the forehead...

The boy with acne had a lot of rags stuffed into his mouth, and everyone could only see his throat moving.

In the back, the acne boy swallowed all the rags in his mouth.

"Well, beauty Axiu, let's go!" The stinky shirt of the girl with triangular eyes has been eaten by the boy with acne, and Yang Hao feels that there is no fun in the reading room anymore.

"Let's go." Wang Yunxiu was eager to leave immediately.

When Yang Hao and Wang Yunxiu were walking towards the door of the reading room, they happened to meet a male teacher from the reading room rushing over.

"Who broke the bookshelf?" The male teacher asked as he walked towards the bookshelf that was pressing the boy in the white shirt.

Yang Hao and Wang Yunxiu ignored the teacher.

"Teacher, it's him, stop him quickly, he's the one who broke down." The boy in the white shirt said to the backs of Yang Hao and Wang Yunxiu.

"Who? Who's talking?" The teacher may be a little presbyopic, but he only heard the voice, and didn't see a person under the fallen bookshelf.

"Teacher, it's me...I'm talking, stop them quickly, he knocked down the bookshelf..." the boy in the white shirt said speechlessly.

"Oh, who knocked it down..." The teacher looked towards the reading room.

where else?Not even a ghost shadow!

Yang Hao and Wang Yunxiu have already disappeared from the reading room...

The male teacher in the reading room ran under the bookshelf, only to find that there was a student under the bookshelf. The teacher was terrified.

"Student, hurry up... Come and help me..." said the male teacher.

Some enthusiastic boys still went to help carry the bookshelves.

The bookshelf was lifted quickly, and the boy in the white shirt got up from the ground...

"You knocked down the bookshelf?" the male teacher asked.

"No...it's not me, teacher, it's not me..." the boy in the white shirt said tremblingly.

"It's not you, who is that? It's not you, why are you being pressed to the ground by the bookshelf? Classmates, you have to be honest..." The male teacher taught the boy in the white shirt earnestly.

"Old... Teacher, it's really not me, it's really not me." The boy in the white shirt wanted to cry, but he was also a victim, and he was wronged to be the one who knocked down the bookshelf, which made him feel so embarrassing.

"It's not who you are? Don't make excuses. Starting today, you will come to the reading room to sweep the floor for two weeks. If you don't sweep the floor seriously, I will report to the school that you intentionally destroyed public property in the reading room, and ask the school's academic affairs office to give you a report." You punish." The male teacher said.

"Teacher... I..." The boy in the white shirt still wanted to argue.

"Don't you, you, me, me, you, you, me, me, you don't accept my decision?"

"Submit, I will." The boy in the white shirt scolded me for subduing your sister.

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