Chapter 342
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Yun Shishi reached out and gently wiped the mark on her neck. With a sharp glint in her eyes, she casually picked up a heavy pencil case from the side and smashed it at her face.
The pencil case was made of iron. When it hit the girl's forehead, it broke a layer of skin and blood oozed out.
No one in the training class expected the situation to go out of control. They were all stunned.
The ponytailed girl clutched her forehead in pain and retreated a few steps in a sorry state. Looking at the bloodstain on her hand, her face flushed red in an instant. Feeling wronged and unbearable, her eyes reddened. Losing her rationality, she picked up a stool from the side and hurled it at Yun Shishi.
There were a few exclamations and attempts to dissuade her.
However, her movements were too fast. There was no time to stop her. In the blink of an eye, the stool hit Yun Shishi. Yun Shishi couldn't dodge in time and was hit by the stool. She staggered and fell to the ground.
At the same time, a thunderous roar came from the door.
"What are you doing?!"
Everyone looked over and saw the Deputy Artistic Director, Zheng Yun, standing at the door angrily. His eyes were fixed on the stool in the ponytailed girl's hand. The veins on his forehead were bulging.
What surprised everyone even more was that Huanyu Entertainment's top manager, Qin Zhou, was standing behind him.
Beside him was the famous Heavenly King, Gu Xingze.
The newcomer training class would usually invite famous artists to teach the newcomers.
In the past, Gu Xingze never participated in the newcomer training class. Even when Ji Yanluo personally invited him, Gu Xingze dismissed him with a look of disinterest.
This time, he didn't know what possessed him, but he actually said that he wanted to come with Qin Zhou to the newcomer training class.
Qin Zhou was one of the instructors of the newcomer training class.
He cursed in his heart. This guy just came back from Milan Fashion Week. When he got off the plane, he found out that Yun Shishi was in the newcomer training class. He took the initiative to come and listen to how he teaches the newcomers.
… Listen to his lecture? Who are you kidding?
He's obviously worried about a certain woman.
However, before they could enter the classroom, they heard the commotion from afar and hurried over.
Obviously, they had clearly seen the scene in the classroom just now.
The ponytailed girl didn't expect them to suddenly appear. She only cursed in her heart. She was so impulsive that she forgot where she was!
She hurriedly put down the "weapon" in her hand and stood there helplessly. Her face was in a daze, and she didn't dare to believe what she had done when she lost her mind …
"What are you doing?!" Zheng Yun stepped forward, and just as he was about to lash out, a light breeze blew past him.
When everyone came back to their senses, they saw that Gu Xingze had actually walked to Yun Shishi's side with a nervous expression. He bent down slightly and crouched down, holding up her wrist with some heartache.
Earlier when that young lady had swung the stool towards her, she had instinctively stretched out her arm to block it. On her pure white arm, a thick bruise had instantly appeared.
In Gu Xingze's eyes, he couldn't hide the pain in his heart. He carefully touched the wound, causing Yun Shishi to frown.
"Does it hurt?" he asked nervously.
Yun Shishi shook her head and gritted her teeth. "It doesn't hurt."
"You're still saying it doesn't hurt?" Gu Xingze knew her well. No matter how painful it was, she would try her best to endure it.
Seeing the cold sweat on her forehead oozing uncontrollably, Gu Xingze suddenly raised his head. A dangerous glint flashed across his cold eyes. "Who hurt you?"
There was a strange silence in the classroom.
The dead silence was suffocating.
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