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Chapter 137 Sven Scum
"Hmm, leave me alone—"

Yi Zhantong also replied arrogantly.

"Student Yi, I am your teacher!"

He reiterated his identity once.

"Hehe, is there such a shameless teacher like you?"

Qi Xingyan chuckled, "What do you mean shameless? To eat, play and sleep with me, where can I find a teacher like me?"

Yi Zhantong's heart was blown away by his chuckle, his voice was clear and sweet, and a slight smile was like a feather tickling people's hearts.

Yi Zhantong gritted his teeth: "Gentle scum! I'll deal with you when I come back!"

There was a knock on the door from Qi Xingyan, he frowned, and before he could speak, a "beep beep" sound came from the other side.

Resting on weekends, Yi Zhantong lazily went to do his homework, lazily carrying his schoolbag, with a sleepy look.

As soon as she goes to school, she sleeps on the table.

The teachers of all subjects were extremely helpless to her.

The surrounding students seem to be used to it.

She is a god of learning, the kind of god of learning who can still be proud of the top [-] list while asleep.

Even her deputy squad leader has some decorations.

After class, she lazily leaned on the seat, turned on her phone, and dealt with things one by one.

Huo Qiu seemed to trust her so much that he would ask about every little thing.

Yi Zhantong was a little annoyed, and was deleting the message lightly. Suddenly there was one, which made her face stagnate, and then she pressed the phone and curled her lips indifferently.

Although the brows and eyes are smiling, there is a sense of coldness.

third period.

She was taken to the office by the math teacher, "Where's your homework?"

"did not do."

She spread it casually and shrugged carelessly.

The math teacher was blown away by her attitude: "Why don't you do it?"

"Those questions are too simple. What's the difference between doing it and not doing it?"

"Student Yi, I know you are number one, but don't forget your identity, you are a student!"

Mathematics teacher Zhang Xinyan slapped the table angrily, with an angry face.

"Students are obliged to complete their homework! Don't say that you are the first in the school, even if you have a perfect score in math, you must do it. What's more, your math is not perfect, what are you proud of?"

Zhang Xinyan squinted at her ironically.

"Then if I get full marks in the exam, don't I need to write it?"

"Impossible! Even if you get full marks, make up the homework for me!"

"Okay, I'll find someone to write."

Yi Zhantong grabbed his blank homework book, frowned and turned to go out.

Feeling embarrassed, Zhang Xinyan immediately stood up and shouted loudly, "Stop."

Yi Zhantong didn't listen to her, and walked out leisurely with his head hooked.

"Yi Zhantong, stop! Can't you understand what I'm saying?"

Zhang Xinyan casually copied the ink bottle on the table and threw it at it.

The corner of Yi Zhantong's lips curled up, his eyes narrowed slightly, he raised his arm, and swung the ink bottle directly, the black ink slid down the wall.

She didn't say much, touched her slightly sore arm and left directly.

Seeing that she was about to go out, Zhang Xinyan rushed over suddenly, grabbed her arm, and wanted to slap her when he raised his hand, but Yi Zhantong tightly restrained her wrist, pinching her so painfully.

"Mr. Zhang, what are you doing?"

Yi Zhantong stared at her coldly, with bloodthirsty coldness in his eyes.

She had no intention of arguing with her, but she punched her.

Forbearance is not the nature of her flower soul.

The office door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

With a dark face, Qi Xingyan came in hurriedly.

Zhang Xinyan immediately asked Qi Xingyan for help as if seeing a rescuer: "Mr. Qi, look at this student of yours who wants to beat the teacher!"

Yi Zhantong let go of her wrist, clapped her hands lightly, and raised a sarcasm at the corner of her mouth: "Are thieves calling catch thieves popular now?"

　Mr. Qi, are you going to help me or help my relatives?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)