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Tang Xia squatted down silently.

Her pen was almost crushed, and the ink spilled, leaving an ugly black stain on the textbook.

When the girl picked it up, her white fingertips were instantly stained with dirt.

Exercise sets, textbooks, notebooks, and stationery bags, she tidied them up one by one, very slowly, as if time had frozen.

Everyone looked at Tang Xia.

But no one helped her.

The girl squatted, her body shrunk into a small ball, helpless and pitiful.

Zou Ziyu watched coldly.

Standing beside her, Fu Han let go of Han Yu's neckline, squatted down and said in a low voice, "Tang Xia..."

He didn't know how to comfort the girl, and he didn't know what Tang Xia needed most right now, so he stretched out his hands helplessly, wanting to help her tidy up together.

The girl stopped him vainly.

"No need." She said, her voice was as thin as a gossamer.

When Fu Han touched her pale face, his heart was hit hard.

But at this moment, Han Yu was sitting condescendingly, his faint eyes fell on Tang Xia's shoulders without missing a trace.

Oh, really good at pretending.

On the surface, she took the blame for him, wrote a self-criticism for him, and even looked terribly wronged. But behind the scenes, pretending to be a good person and suing the teacher is a bad behavior.

Han Yu was not angry at her for betraying him, nor was he unable to bear the charge of cheating. Even if Tang Xia directly told the teacher last week that it was his cheat sheet, he wouldn't treat her like this.

He just hates when someone does one thing to the face and another behind the other.

The most annoying, bar none.

This is what Han Yu thinks is very disrespectful.

Just like his parents.

The young man's eyes gradually became empty, and he was in a trance.

The **** the ground continued to organize her things.

Xu Yayao looked at her across two rows of seats, her heart ached so badly, but there was nothing else she could do.

Tang Xia put the book on her chair, then turned around, and helped up the overturned desk.

Many people stood and looked at her without saying a word.

However, those with sharp eyes saw the girl biting her lower lip, and two tears flowed down her face.

Tang Xia tried very hard to hold back, but in the end she still couldn't hold back, sobbing silently twice.

She actually didn't want to cry in class, especially in front of Han Yu.

Fu Han's expression was complicated. Seeing Tang Xia cry, he hated Han Yu even more.

But he took a deep breath, calmed down and didn't move.

At that time, when the girl cried, it was quite sympathetic to the classmates who were watching, so a few people helped Tang Xia to pick up the stationery scattered elsewhere.

She thanked each one.

Finally, the girl finished packing.

She sniffed, then mustered up the courage to look up.

Han Yu looked at her.

She also looked at Han Yu.

Tang Xia's eyes were still a little red, but there was no fear and shame in the eyes that the young man expected.

On the contrary, it is stubborn.

It was born because of grievances and stimulation—

fierce.

And this fierceness turned into an erupting courage, supporting her, and doing something that was enough to shock people's jaws!

She sent her hands forward vigorously, and when Han Yu was caught off guard, she overturned his desk!

It seemed as if time had gone backwards, just like the young man's unrestrained movements before.

"Bang!"

The sound of the desk falling just overwhelmed the class bell.

Zou Ziyu looked at Tang Xia in surprise, as if shocked by her behavior.

And Tang Xia met Han Yu's gaze with unscrupulous determination.

Use his own way to treat his own body.

Everyone held their breath.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the girl openly provoked the boy and was arrogant.

Fortunately, Han Yu avoided it quickly, and the desk didn't hit his feet when it fell to the ground. It's just that my stationery flew all over the place, and the test paper fell on the place where Tang Xia's kettle had fallen before, and was quickly absorbing the wet water stains, and the bright red 92 points on it were blurred bit by bit.

The boy was completely enraged.

He had never met anyone who dared to go against him.

This is not the first time for Tang Xia.

"Tang, Xia." Han Yu gritted his teeth, stepped on the test paper on the floor and walked forward, under his flying eyebrows, a pair of eyes were terrifyingly deep.

As if curled up in a **** storm.

Fu Han stood in front of Tang Xia at the right time, "Stay away from her."

Han Yu was as tall as him. Hearing this, he sneered, leaned close to Fu Hanliang and said, "You want to take care of it?"

The boy's breath sprayed on Fu Han's face, and his words seemed to be mixed with ice.

The latter frowned suddenly, and he was not in the mood to endure, so he raised his fist and was about to fight.

Tang Xia hurriedly pulled Fu Hanyijiao.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Class is on! What are you all doing!" Someone roared on the podium, Tang Xia turned around, and it was the math teacher who came in.

People spread out like birds and beasts, and ran back to their seats one by one.

Tang Xia pushed Fu Han lightly, and urged him in a low voice, "Go back quickly, don't fight."

Fu Han stared at Han Yu bitterly.

He is very defensive, dare to bully their classmates in class ten, there is no way!

Qi Hui glanced at the teacher, then at Han Yu, patted the latter's shoulder reassuringly, and walked back.

Tang Xia turned around and sat down calmly.

"Han Yu, why are you still standing?" The math teacher was very angry, knocking on the podium to criticize by name, "Go out if you don't want to go to class!"

The young man held his breath in his chest, his face turned pale with anger.

He bent down and picked up the things on the ground, just like Tang Xia did before.

Zou Ziyu looked back secretly, and saw Han Yu sitting down with a livid face, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, piercing Tang Xia's back straight.

She suddenly felt a little scared.

If Han Yu finds out about doing this by himself, will he be even angrier than he is now?

Zou Ziyu didn't dare to think about it, nor did she want to think about it.

It's okay, when she told Teacher Luo that day, everyone went home, so no one knew about it.

And Teacher Luo also promised not to leak it.

Zou Ziyu comforted herself like this, and managed to slow down her heartbeat.

In this class, many people have not yet reacted to the sudden conflict between Tang Xia and Han Yu. Although these two people are usually not at odds, but after the start of school, the troubles have not turned into what they are now.

I don't know exactly what happened.

After half a day, the atmosphere in the sixth physics classroom was weird.

Everyone deliberately lowered the sound of their actions, as if doing so would not disturb the young man.

After all, Han Yu's current expression is the rhythm of fury every minute.

However, to everyone's relief, Tang Xia and Han Yu didn't argue again, and they returned to their previous state again.

Shield each other and treat as transparent.

In this regard, the two of them are somewhat alike.

After getting angry, always give yourself some time to calm down, and then ignore the other person.

But calm, what is often brewing is another even more earth-shattering storm.

Han Yu's silence was also extremely short.

After school that day, Yu Man, who heard about Tang Xia's incident, came to class six to look for her, her expression of worry palpable.

After Mr. Luo assigned homework, he emphasized the last sentence—

"I will comment on the test papers tomorrow, and the students who don't have them will find their own way."

In the morning, Luo Yaoqiu had heard a little about the quarrel between Han Yu and Tang Xia, but he really didn't care about it. Today's students are too good at making trouble, and they don't stop for a moment.

Since it was originally a matter between the two of them, let them solve it by themselves!