Evil Young Army: Girl, you've been arrested!

Chapter 57
It's time for class. As soon as Mo Ziyan, Xu Shaowei, and Yi Chenhao walked into the classroom, they saw Ling Xihan sitting in their seats generously. Mo Ziyan was so angry that he ran away, and immediately scolded Ling Xihan to let her leave his position.

Ling Xihan smiled, her cold eyes fell on the front, where she and Mo Ziyan were originally located between them.

Following his gaze, Mo Ziyan, Xu Shaowei, and Yi Chenhao's eyes widened in the next second. They only noticed Ling Heather sitting in Mo Ziyan's position before, but they didn't notice it for a while. In the aisle between them, there was more than double the distance between them.

And in the middle, those three bags, and the things that were taken out, they didn't belong to the three of them, who else could it be!
Seeing the smile on the corner of Ling Qinghan's lips, she took out a lighter from somewhere, smiled at them, and opened it with a smile, Xu Shaowei, Yi Chenhao, Mo Ziyan, they all shouted NO in their hearts.

"NO...NO..."

As Ling Xihan slowly confirmed their thoughts step by step, Yi Chenhao's emotions were the most intense.

Snapped……

The moment they rushed over, Ling Hanhan gracefully threw the lighter in her hand into the pile of items. As soon as the lighter fell to the ground, it was obvious that the pile of items that had been doused with gasoline beforehand ignited. stand up.

Even if Xu Shaowei and the others wanted to save them, they could only watch as their books and other things that belonged to them were all buried in the burning flames.

Looking at Mo Ziyan, Xu Yuwei, Yi Chenhao, and the others all with expressions of pain and pain, the smile on Ling Hanhan's lips deepened, while those who were closest to the fire The students, at first they only felt that the heat was unbearable, and they wanted to stay away, but seeing Ling Xihan's devilish smile, each of them stiffened, and the surface was scorched and uncomfortably hot. Be cold.

"What's the matter? Why is there a fire in the classroom, why are you still watching here? Don't take..."

As soon as the teacher who was about to come to class walked into the classroom, he saw the flames in the classroom. At first, he thought he had gone to the wrong classroom. He exited and took a look at the class sign above the classroom door. After confirming that it was the third grade (K) class, he walked into the classroom and used the teacher's momentum to educate those students who were indifferent to this 'fire'.

However, before he finished speaking, Ling Xihan got up from Mo Ziyan's seat, the smile on her lips did not change at all.

"I ordered..."

Gently and leisurely, I ordered, Ling Xihan's voice was not loud, but it conveyed to the teacher's ears very penetratingly.

When I looked up, I saw Ling Heather standing next to the fire. I don't know if it was because the fire was too big for the teacher to have an illusion, or because Ling Heather calmly applied pressure, the teacher didn't say a word after that. pop out.

Moreover, he could clearly see that when he looked up and saw that the person who spoke was Ling Xihan, besides the frightened expression on his face, he swallowed his saliva in an extremely difficult manner.

In the end, he was so scared that he dropped the next sentence.

"This class is self-study."

Just run away, the appearance of fleeing in a panic made many students howl in their hearts.

Teacher, you are too cowardly, if you want to escape, you should take us with you!It's so embarrassing...

Ling Xihan watched, seemingly indifferent on the surface, but secretly excited, it turns out that the feeling of using power to oppress people is really not bad.

Seeing Mo Ziyan's and the others' pale faces, Ling Xihan felt more and more at ease. When she walked in front of Mo Ziyan, her indifferent eyes were full of pleasure after revenge, and her last glance was disdainful and provocative. It stimulated Mo Ziyan's brain nerves.

Last time, Mo Ziyan sneakily threw Ling Heather's book out of the window. This time, Ling Heather's 'return' was generous. In front of Mo Ziyan, Xu Shaowei, and Yi Chenhao, they let them look at the books belonging to the book. Their things were burning in the fire, but they were powerless. This not only slapped the three of them loudly, crisply and hard, but also severely stimulated their self-esteem.

Swat's king, K4, played against the upstart Miss Ling. In the first game, it was obvious that Miss Ling played beautifully.

The classroom in class (K) was burned by such a fire for a long time, and those students did not dare to put it out. Only when Heather Ling left, did they dare to summon the principal to let him handle the matter personally, so that the entire classroom was not destroyed. It was affected, but after burning for so long, the white ceiling and the tiles on the floor were still not spared.

As for these things, the principal quickly asked the classroom to transfer Class (K) and quickly redecorated the classroom. He didn't even complain, and he didn't even say a word. If it weren't for so many students watching In order to please Miss Ling, the principal was able to make a pennant to show Ling Hanhan that she did a very good job. He had long wanted to renovate this classroom and solve a big worry for him.

"My book, my book..."

In the lounge, for the first time ever, Yi Chenhao was stuck in front of his computer without entering the lounge, tossing about his computer, searching for all the anecdotes of Swart, and seeing other people's painful things , to increase their enjoyment of life.

Instead, he lay on the sofa sullenly, wailing for his book non-stop.

"your book?"

Seeing Yi Chenhao like this, Xu Shaowei smiled, but no matter how you look at it, the smile feels a bit forced.

"I remember that you don't like people who hold books. Are those books dispensable to you?"

"I remember Haoqian just told me today that all the newly written programs he wrote after two days and two nights were written in... Chinese textbooks."

Xu Shaowei was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Yi Chenhao's powerless look, wanted to laugh, but was afraid that if he laughed at this time, he would be killed, so he turned his head and endured it for a long time, but in the end he could only pat Yi Chenhao silently. Chen Hao's shoulders, to show him 'sorrow and change'.

"I was still thinking that the new game console in the bag was buried in the sea of ​​fire before I could play it, and I felt distressed. Now it seems..."

Xu Shaowei looked at Yi Chenhao from a distance, and sighed leisurely, with a serious expression.

"Brother, I am far behind you."

It's okay if Xu Shaowei didn't say this, but when he said it, Yi Chenhao only felt his little heart throbbing in pain, hugging the pillows on the sofa, curled up and curled up together, that look is very big Because of the injured appearance, Xu Shaowei laughed so hard that his stomach almost exploded.

"Don't be too happy..."

Seeing Xu Shaowei's appearance that he thought he had lost the least, Yi Chenhao, who was originally entangled because of too much injury, suddenly opened his mouth.

(End of this chapter)