What's wrong with a lord daddy who just wants to draw cards?

You might be really ashamed if you are not thick-skinned, like Nats.

In classrooms.

"You see, this is what happens when you are late for class." Stewart warned the remaining students in the class earnestly, so that they would not follow a bad example.

Then he smelled the aroma of meat coming from the back row:

"York Bedford! You are not allowed to have breakfast in the classroom. Get out of here too!"

The upright book fell down, revealing the face with its cheeks stuffed full of barbecue, and the big cock with only bones left.

Domi and his team have a new member.

Stewart held his head, suddenly feeling a headache, thinking about what evil he had done to become the head teacher of these guys.

Fortunately, except for a few thorns outside, at least most of the students were relatively well-behaved, which made him feel a little relieved.

After calming down, I decided to start today’s course:

"Today is dedicated to reviewing the knowledge learned last week and inviting someone to write down the preparation methods of several poisons on the blackboard. The monitor is not here, so... Nancy Collette, you come."

"Nancy?"

"Nancy Collette!"

"Ah...oh! Good teacher."

"What are you thinking?"

How could she say that she was imagining why Nats and the others were late, so that she could verify her thoughts after class.

This was interesting to her, because the reasons why Nats was late were as varied as opening a blind box.

In desperation, she casually said:

"Teacher, I'm thinking...what to eat for lunch."

Snapped!

Stewart slapped his eyes, saying, this class is hopeless.

In the front, there is a group of four people who are late, plus the unorganized and undisciplined people in the back row. In the back, there is an obedient girl who has no interest in going to class and just wants to work, and there are two tumors with their heads full of conspiracy.

Who is the strongest Class A is a drug used by the principal to confuse him, and who is the best to get bonuses is a joke played by the world on him.

Let’s teach whoever you love in this class!

Stewart sat slumped on the teacher's chair, his vision went dark...

181. Chapter 178 177 The protagonist team is established

Domi and the others were let in after one class while standing outside the classroom, and it was now the break time.

As soon as he saw these guys chatting and laughing after being punished, and not taking it seriously at all, Stewart became very angry, but since they had already been punished, they couldn't be punished in a short time, so he simply closed his eyes. , not seen is pure.

Domi's seat is in the last row by the window, which is often called the protagonist's seat.

"Ah~ I don't feel very tired, but it feels so good to sit down."

Edward and Argyle were sitting in front of him and to his right. They immediately felt the same and nodded repeatedly.

"Ah! Is this a cat? So cute!"

"Dominique, can you let us touch it?"

At this moment, the two female classmates who were sitting in the front row came towards him. To be precise, they were attracted by the briquettes on their heads.

Belinda and Martha, the classmates who entered Class A from the magic examination room, are definitely incomparable to Shia Aiwei, but they can still be regarded as Xiaojiabiyu.

But Duomi didn't want to have too much contact with them. As for the reason... we might know it later.

"Sure...if you don't mind Coal Ball." With that said, Duomi took Coal Ball off his head and put it on the desk. The little guy blinked his blue eyes, full of confusion.

"Is her name Briquette? What a fitting name."

Belinda tried to reach out to Coal Ball's furry body and stroked it gently, and then she couldn't let go.

No way, the hair on Briquettes seems to be a bit silkier than the hair on ordinary cats, which makes people love her so much.

"Hey! Don't monopolize the briquettes, I want to touch them too!" Martha also joined in playing with the cat.

The girl's laughter kept coming from behind, making Edward's heart itch. If he knew that a kitten could close the distance between him and a girl, he would definitely get one.

When she was almost done, Belinda put down the briquettes and said casually:

"By the way, does Princess Shia agree with you, Dominic, to keep a cat?"

coming!

Duomi immediately became extremely vigilant. These two guys are extremely fanatical about taking CP. Once they announce their relationship, they can inquire about you all day long, and their interrogation skills are higher than that of Ferbole.

"This should be considered my family matter. You two, please give me and Sia some private space..."

"I see. I thought this was just a small matter. Since Dominic is so disgusted with it, I won't ask."

Although Belinda is fanatical, she does not lose her emotional intelligence, because she knows that only by building a good relationship with her classmates can she have the opportunity to eat more candies given out by couples.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little solid, at this time, the role of another member of the cp group was revealed.

Martha changed the subject and said:

"Hey, you know, classmate Natsu and classmate Nancy have become very close recently, and their relationship seems to be unusual."

"real or fake?"

"Of course it's true. I just saw Nancy delivering breakfast to Nats. How could ordinary male and female students do this?"

"Ah! Is it another couple?! No, I want to observe them carefully!"

Duomi felt ashamed while listening to the conversation between the two. It was really terrible to only watch other people's love affairs without falling in love.

On the other side, the two protagonists of the previous topic were sitting in their respective seats facing each other.

The two people's seats were in the middle right area of ​​the classroom, right next to each other, with only a small aisle in between.

Nats took the breakfast that Nancy took out from the drawer and handed it to him. He could still feel the warmth through the brown paper. He was surprised and embarrassed at the same time and said:

"How do you know I didn't have breakfast?"

"Would you believe me if I said I was conscious? I had a premonition that you would be late when I woke up early. If you were late, wouldn't you have time to have breakfast? So just in case, I brought you one."

"Hehe, I didn't expect it to actually work."

Natz felt that what he had in his hand was not breakfast, but a hot potato, and he didn't know how to answer the question.

This was the first time a girl brought him breakfast.

Natz's brain was about to shut down. At this moment, Nancy said again:

"Well, if it's possible..."

Nats became nervous again, thinking that Nancy was going to say something that would make him at a loss again, but he didn't hate this feeling.

"Can you tell me why you are late? Please, I will feel uncomfortable all day if you don't know."

"what?"

After explaining the reason, Natz breathed a sigh of relief, and told Nancy the whole story of being late and everything that happened on the way, making her giggle non-stop, although Natz felt that this was not something worth laughing about. .

At this time, Stewart, who was lying on the teacher's chair and pretending to be dead, seemed to have his own biological clock, waking up every time when class was about to start.

"Class is about to start. Let's find a chance to eat breakfast. It's not good for your health to have an empty stomach all the time."

After saying that, Nancy sat back in her seat, opened her notebook and raised her head to prepare for class.

What a good girl... Natz thought so, and then imitated York, he put the book upright and wolfed it down under the cover of the book.

This skill was given to him by Professor York when both of them were standing outside the classroom just now, so he needs to learn and apply it.

Of course, it was just York and Nuts' wishful thinking that they would not be discovered. Stewart knew that clearly when he looked down from the podium.

I saw a few veins popping out of his temples, and the chalk in his hand was crushed from them, like a lion about to explode:

"Yi, Ge, Na, Ci! Stand up!"

Nats was startled, but by now he had finished his breakfast, but he had not yet swallowed it, and it was all stuck in his cheeks, like a squirrel.

"Ao (arrive)... anoint (arrive)!"

"Tell yourself what York Bedford was punished for just now."

goo-dong-

After Natz swallowed the food, he turned his head slightly to look at York in the back row. York just lowered his head and whistled guiltily, pretending not to see Natz's complaining gaze.

When York went out, he actually told everyone about this in a proud tone, and said that the failure was due to a small mistake on his part, which would have been absolutely impossible to be discovered under normal circumstances.

Domi and the others took it as a joke, but Nats believed his lies, and in the end, as expected, he was locked out of the classroom again until get out of class ended at noon.

"I'm sorry...it's all my fault that you were locked up again..." On the way to the canteen, Nancy apologized to Nats in despair.

"It's not your fault. If you want to blame it, I have to blame myself."

"Hahaha, I didn't expect you to really believe York. I thought everyone was watching his joke, but I didn't expect you to become..."

In the middle of Edward's words, Ai Wei suddenly grabbed his waist, causing him to gasp in pain.

"Better shut up."

There seems to be a special bonus when girls grab their waists, and it hurts a lot.

Duomi followed them, a smile couldn't help appearing on his lips. Unknowingly, the campus life he longed for most in his previous life had been realized, and he felt as if he was living in a dream.

At this moment, the front suddenly stopped.

"What are you doing?" Natz looked at the six people blocking their way in front of them, and he could tell at a glance that they had evil intentions.

The leader was a 14-year-old boy. He entered school at this age. Although he was also in the first grade, he was two years older than most, and his body was a bit bigger than Natsu. With his unruly face, he looked like a gangster. Like a boss, standing in front of him feels oppressive.

"It's nothing, I just want to see what kind of people can get into Class A... Tsk, it's nothing more than that."

Edward, who was in pain just now, immediately changed his expression, and his expression was no less arrogant than his counterpart.

It's the feeling of raising your lower lip and pointing your nostrils upward, as if you're about to shout "Shit! Liang Feifan".