Chapter 169
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"My name is Song Yaoyao. Welcome to Class Three."
Her voice was soft and friendly.
An Feiran looked at her. His handsome face was flushed with excitement and his eyes were frighteningly bright.
"Welcome."
His deep and hoarse voice sounded tired.
An Feiran was surprised. His hand that was holding onto hers was stiff. It was completely different from Song Yaoyao's soft hand! He looked up gloomily.
The boy raised his eyebrows at him and licked his cheeks with the tip of his tongue. His smile was frivolous.
"Th-thank you …"
An Feiran was present that day and knew how ferocious this guy was.
His eyes flashed and he shook the boy's hand carefully. "Thank you for accepting me."
Shen Xun: "F * ck …"
He brushed An Feiran's hand away in disgust and rubbed it against his pants. "Don't act like you're in a f * cking relationship. Find a seat for yourself. If you dare to cause trouble, you won't be able to keep your life, understand?"
Wang Zhongyun rolled his eyes in anger. "Shen Xun! You can't threaten your classmates! "
"Ah?" Shen Xun dug his ears and reacted in a daze. "Teacher, you're here?"
Wang Zhongyun: "…"
Was his presence that weak? Rascal!
"It's okay, teacher. Student Shen just looks a little fierce. He doesn't mean any harm." An Feiran hurriedly waved his hands to show that he didn't mind.
Wang Zhongyun nodded.
None of these children had a weak background. Furthermore, the new student next to him didn't seem to be outstanding. Who would have guessed that he was the only successor of An International Group?
Tsk …
If the principal hadn't mentioned it yesterday, he wouldn't have known about this at all.
Even now, not many people knew about An Feiran's identity. How secretive!
An Feiran looked at the seat near Song Yaoyao and realized that she was already surrounded by people. Everyone was eyeing her covetously. An Feiran didn't know why, but he felt an inexplicable sense of hostility.
He scratched his head and sat down in the first row.
As the big sister of Class 3, Song Yaoyao had spoken. Everyone could only accept the fact that there was a new student in Class 3.
Wang Zhongyun coughed twice. "I already know about the bet between everyone and Class 1. I'm very happy that everyone has such awareness. So no matter what the result was, it was good to work hard! Now, let's turn to — "
Then, he realized that everyone was sleeping and playing games. No one was willing to talk to him.
"Teacher, I feel that the students are very lethargic. Why don't we let Student Shen perform a performance for everyone?"
The little girl's voice was soft, causing Wang Zhongyun to be stunned.
"Ah?"
Shen Xun stood up casually and clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles were creaking.
He glanced at them maliciously and said in a lazy and low voice, "Who wants to be the first?"
Swish, swish, swish —
Almost instantly, when Wang Zhongyun looked over again, he found that everyone's backs were ramrod straight, and their eyes were as wide as copper bells.
Wang Zhongyun had been teaching these children since the first year of high school. This was the first time he saw them so passionate about learning.
He was so touched that tears welled up in his eyes.
"Good, good, good! Everyone is a good child! "
Everyone laughed in their hearts.
We don't know if they are good children or not, but we know that Brother Xun and Yaoyao's fists are really hard!
After the class ended, An Feiran ran to Song Yaoyao's table.
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