Chapter 850
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Yun Jian was never a forgetful person, nor was she a sleepy person.
However, even though she was a full twenty-five minutes late, Yun Jian did not show any signs of fear.
Usually, if a high school student with good academic performance suddenly realized that he was late, and that he was late by nearly half an hour, he would definitely be scared to the point of breaking out in cold sweat.
Even their steps would be shaky and their hearts would tremble, afraid that they would be scolded by the teacher.
However, even though Yun Jian was late, she did not show the slightest hint of fear.
With a fling of her arm, the bag in Yun Jian's hand was flung from the door to her desk in a curve.
The students in the class who saw this scene were all stunned, but they quickly reacted.
After all, Yun Jian was an Advanced Special Forces soldier and the Killing God of Team Monarch!
It was just a schoolbag, so she naturally did it quite smoothly.
"Let's go," Yun Jian's melodious voice was heard. Zhang Jian nodded after a slight pause.
Yun Jian then turned and left the classroom, running towards the field.
Zhang Jian watched Yun Jian's footsteps and could not help but take a few more looks of admiration.
"She's my grandmaster indeed. She's so cool!" Zhang Jian exclaimed.
A male classmate beside him slapped Zhang Jian's head hard and teased him, "What kind of luck do you have to acknowledge Yun Jian as your grandmaster?"
As he spoke, his eyes were filled with envy.
Zhang Jian laughed and replied, "Luckily, I'm smart enough to acknowledge Zhang Shaofeng as my master. Speaking of which, how dare you slap me …"
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Yun Jian could not see what happened in the classroom. At that moment, Yun Jian was already striding happily to the field.
All the students who had gathered for the foreign language competition were already on the bus.
When Yun Jian walked over, the group of students who were already on the bus were still looking at her through the window.
For a moment, Yun Jian became the center of attention — the first student who was late.
There were only a few students in each class who could participate in the foreign language competition, so it was natural that the students took it seriously.
However, when they saw Yun Jian's nonchalant attitude, they could not help but take a few more looks.
"Student, which class are you from? What's your name? Do you know that you're late? " A bald male teacher saw Yun Jian and jogged over, scolding Yun Jian with a stern expression.
If she was an ordinary student, she would have lowered her head and admitted her mistake after being scolded by this male teacher.
However, Yun Jian only raised her head slightly to look at him. "Grade Three Class A, Yun Jian."
With that, she made her way to the bus.
There was only one bus parked on the field, and it was a multi-seater bus.
In other words, this bus could seat a lot of people.
There were not many students participating in the competition this time, and Class A was an important class, so they were given more seats. They were given three seats at once, while the other classes usually only had one.
"Student Yun Jian, wait!" The bald male teacher saw that she did not pay attention to him and was unhappy.
The male teacher was a rather rigid teacher who was inflexible. He had once thought that Yun Jian's behavior was disrespectful to the teacher.
"Hmm?" Yun Jian raised her eyebrows and turned around.
"Don't be late next time. The whole school is waiting for you. If you're late again, you won't have the chance to participate in this kind of competition in the future!" These words made it sound like Yun Jian was lucky to be able to participate in this competition.
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