Chapter 11 The School Grass Adult's Bad Taste (1)

The teacher said so, and they were too embarrassed to stand outside the door for too long, so Qiu Qingshan took Fu Mengling and Ziyou's hands and walked in directly.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the three of them directly chose the position of the third table.

Because the desks of the liberal arts class were connected together, the three of them sat directly together.

The atmosphere in the class froze for a moment because of the arrival of the three of them, but it became lively again after a while.

The girls sitting behind the three of them were discussing something, and they couldn't control their voices for a while, so they heard them directly.

"Hey, isn't the girl in front of us the same girl who treated Young Master Lin like that in the cafeteria today?"

"Yeah, I heard it's called Su... Ziyou."

Ziyou was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Qiu Qingshan and Fu Mengling who were sitting beside her with a stiff face.

Qiu Qingshan shrugged and looked at Ziyou gloatingly.

Fu Mengling also suppressed a smile and looked at Ziyou.

Because she didn't have time to eat this afternoon, she asked the two of them to eat. She didn't expect this to happen.

Chen Ying's news chain is very developed, and it didn't take long for it to spread almost all over the school.

The most important thing is not this, but what Ziyou did radio gymnastics this morning has already been regarded as the laughing point of the whole school, and now he has provoked Lin Shao, and has definitely become the man of the whole Chenying.

Fu Mengling did not gloat like Qiu Qingshan did. She gave Ziyou a comforting look, touched Ziyou's head, and said, "Touch your head, let me comfort you, don't be sad."

Ziyou nodded, still looking pitiful.

But Fu Mengling's next sentence was: "It's useless to be sad, anyway, you have already provoked Young Master Lin, you should accept your fate!"

Ziyou immediately withdrew his pitiful expression, and gave Fu Mengling a look, his face was full of the expression that I want to break up with you.

Fu Mengling smiled, thinking it would be fun to tease Ziyou for a while.

The three of them made a fuss again, and the teacher finally knocked on the table to calm down the students when he saw that the students were almost here.

"Students, be quiet!"

The teacher's power is still very powerful, and everyone in the class immediately fell silent after saying this.

The teacher continued: "Because the overall quality of our school's liberal arts class this time is the highest ever, and many students with good academic performance have come to our liberal arts class, so the school attaches great importance to this."

The teacher hadn't finished speaking, and the whispers started, and everyone was discussing who the top students were.

"Because many students think that only those who are not good at study will come to liberal arts. This year, we broke this rule and studied well in liberal arts." The teacher was very excited, and Ziyou also held Fu Mengling's hand below , whispered: "Meng Ling, look, the teacher must be talking about you schoolmasters!"

Seeing Ziyou like this, Fu Mengling found it funny, and whispered, "How do you know that he wasn't talking about you?"

As soon as these words came out, Ziyou's eyes immediately flew towards Fu Mengling like a knife.

Fu Mengling finally surrendered, "I was wrong, I was wrong."

Only then was Ziyou finally satisfied, and turned his eyes to the head teacher on the podium table.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but when she looks at it, her eyeballs are about to fall out. Who can tell her what happened to the people standing on the stage?

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