Killer in the Coffin

"You're the new student?"

Being able to come to the British Aristocrat School and attend the Asian class had never been a simple matter. He did not know that Wei Yiyi was not a good person to punish, so as to not let things go badly for the both of them. When both of them offended him, he, as a well-paid teacher, would have done his job.

Wei Yi did not stand up.

Seeing Wei Yi act so arrogantly, the class teacher grew even more fearful of him and patiently asked, "You were the one who beat Karl." Barham? "

"Yes."

Wei Yi's answer was clean and concise. He didn't want to waste another word, so Nong Xuejia, who was at the side, couldn't help but laugh. She wasn't worried at all that Wei Yi would be punished.

Wei Yi had beaten Carl. Barham, but Nong Xuejia believed that as long as her father showed up, the headmaster would not do it because of Carl. Barham fired Wei Yi.

"Why did you hit him?" The homeroom teacher put on a "dignified" posture, wanting to put Wei Yiyi in his place, otherwise Wei Yiyi would not take him seriously.

In a noble school, there was no lack of high status students. If they were so arrogant that no one cared about them, then there would be no need to open this noble school.

There was no upper-class family that was willing to pay such a high price just to let their children gain the best education. On the contrary, they all wanted their children to receive the best education, so many teachers in noble schools would not be troubled by their parents even if they severely punished their children.

"He wanted to hit me, so I gave him a kick back!" Wei Yi answered with a 'righteous' expression.

In the classroom, the students couldn't help but want to laugh. Wei Yi was too crafty. He had obviously taken the other party's position first to cause so much trouble, but the matter had become a matter that was only natural to them.

The homeroom teacher was at a loss for words. He thought about it and felt that what Wei Yi said might be the truth. Barham had always been a bully to his new classmates, and he'd scared off three new transfer boys this semester.

"You're sitting in Carl. What about Barham's position? " The head teacher found a new problem.

"This table doesn't have his name on it. Why can't I sit here?" Wei Yiyi asked, not feeling the least bit uncomfortable sitting here.

"Haha …"

The class burst into laughter. They felt that this new student was really interesting, even having taken over someone else's position with a natural expression on his face.

The homeroom teacher was both angry and amused. She calmed down and said, "But didn't you see his textbook on the desk? His name can be written on it. "

"Oh." Wei Yi replied. Just as everyone thought he was going to admit his mistake, he made an astonishing move.

Wei Yiyi swept his arm across the desk, pushing all of the textbooks on the table to the floor. He then calmly said to the clean desk: "Not anymore."

"Cluck, cluck …"

Nong Xuejia could not hold back her laughter. She felt more and more that her personal bodyguard was a unique person. In the future, she would have to bring him more places he had never been to before.

The homeroom teacher was so shocked that her jaw dropped. This was the first time she had met such a 'willful' student.

"You …" The form teacher was already at a loss as to how to properly talk with Wei Yi. "Why do you have to sit here? Aren't there seats at the back?"

Wei Yi turned to look at Nong Xue Jia and lightly said: "This place is closest to her, so I want to sit here."

"Oh …"

The students had an expression of "enlightenment". So this domineering freshman was because of "love". His courage was really commendable.

The girls in the class were all infatuated with Nong Xuejia. They looked at her with jealousy and envy, hoping that this tyrannical boy would dare to face any resistance in order to get close to them.

The person involved, Nong Xuejia, suddenly blushed. Although she knew the meaning behind Wei Yiyi's words was to fulfill his duty as her bodyguard, she still felt very happy in her heart. A bit of careful vanity made her satisfied.

The homeroom teacher couldn't help but want to laugh, but managed to put on a good teacher's expression and said, "New classmate, although students are allowed to start falling in love in our British Higher Education, there must be a limit to it. It can't be a reason for you to force someone else into your position …"

"Teacher …"

At this moment, a weak voice sounded out, interrupting the teacher's words.

Everyone's gaze shifted to the corner of the classroom. There, a black male student was sitting. He had a very thin and weak appearance, but there was a bit of a cowardly expression on his face.

"What do you want?" The homeroom teacher frowned and looked at the person in the corner. He was a superior student, a commoner that had been sent here under the protection of an aristocrat.

A noble school didn't just accept students from nobles, it also accepted commoner students as long as you had the money to pay tuition fees.

At this point, many families of commoners, in order to let their children make friends with nobles, did not hesitate to sell their properties and send their sons and daughters to the noble school to study, so that their children could find enviable jobs in the future.

Especially girls, once they were married to a rich second generation, then the whole family would be able to sleep and eat without worry in the future.

In the end, however, he mustered up his courage and stood up. He said, "Teacher, that seat of his was originally mine, but he stole my position last week. I reacted to it before, but you still haven't given me an explanation."

The classroom immediately became silent. The homeroom teacher's face was extremely dark, and he was stuck between a rock and a hard place.

If he were to punish Wei Yi now, it would be equivalent to protecting Karl. Barham, unless he could punish Carl first. Barham.

"Ding."

The bell for class finally rang, sounding like a savior. The teacher instantly found a way out and said with a straight face, "Read early! I will go back and properly record this matter to all of you. I do not wish for this to happen again. "

After the homeroom teacher finished speaking, he helped Karl up. Barham went to the backseat and helped him pick up the books on the floor, almost bowing as he did so.

At the same time, the black boy in the corner stood up from his seat, picked up his book from an empty seat beside him, and walked over to Wei Yi.

This was Wei Yi's book. Someone had told him when they moved in yesterday that this was a new student's textbook. He did not expect this new student to be an Asian man who had made him angry.

"Thank you." Wei glanced at the black man and expressed his gratitude. This was the third time he had said thank you, so there might be more in the future. Wei Yi was gradually getting used to it.

"My name is Ao Ba Ma. If you need any help, feel free to find me." The black guy whispered to Wei. He looked at the darkened face of the teacher and quickly went back to his seat to read.

A fight was over, Carl. Barham sat in the back row and glared at Wei, his eyes full of malice.

Wei Yi, who was sitting in the seat, looked back at Carl as if he had eyes on the back of his head. Barham looked at him with murderous eyes. When faced with an enemy who wanted to take revenge on him, Wei Yiyi wanted to kill the danger right in the bud.

Carl. Barham was startled, and the look in his eyes made him feel as if he had fallen into a pit of ice. He didn't dare look at him again.