"Ding Dong..."
The bell rings in the school house and is introduced to everyone in class D.
However, the whole class D is no one from the seat up, still silent.
The atmosphere of depression pervaded the whole classroom.
Everyone seems to have no response from the sudden cruel reality, still sitting still like that.
Think of it, this is also no way of things?
Until yesterday, the students in this class still regarded the school as a paradise and lived a life of luxury and entertainment.
Now, not only once back before liberation, but even the connected life will change completely and become the bottom of the whole school park. How can students who are not adults accept it all at once?
After a long time, the class gradually began to appear.
The first movement came from the last row of the classroom.
However, it was not the side of Fangli, hori beilingyin and Ling Xiaolu near the window, but the side near the classroom door.
"Bang!"
In the loud crash sound, a student severely kicked his desk, which scared the whole class.
The person who committed this kind of atrocity was the first one in the blacklist of girls in the class. He dyed his hair red and looked like a basketball club member, Su Teng Jian.
"What is class D the worst? Are all the people here defective? Asshole
Su Teng Jian with full of violent tone, full face twist like cry.
"In other words, we not only have to live a life without points, but also have to be looked down upon by other class members?"
This seems to be an unacceptable thing for Su Teng Jian.
Of course, Su Teng Jian can not accept this matter, just for emotional reasons.
Basically, Mr. suto is a gangster. His words and deeds are rough, his manners are rude, and his temper is extremely poor. He is useless except for his strong athletic ability. Even in the report card posted on the blackboard, he has not scored more than 20 points in any subject. In terms of ability, he is a proper class D.
Therefore, Mr. suto couldn't accept that he was in the worst class. In other people's eyes, he was just losing his temper.
But the rest of us are not.
"I can't accept it, absolutely."
A boy with glasses clenched his fist and trembled, his face full of anger.
This boy is Huiyan xingmura. He is almost the same as hori beilingyin in academic ability. In the report card posted on the blackboard, his score is enough to compete for the top rank, which can be said to be an impeccable result.
If Su Teng Jian just can't accept it for emotional reasons, then Yoshimura is not able to accept it rationally.
"I can only be in the worst class, not in class A. how can I accept such a thing?"
Fortunately village Huiyan then full of anger out of the voice.
Unfortunately, in the face of hihihiko xingmura and Mr. suto, some people showed their disdain.
"It's ugly. There's nothing worse than a man's panic. Can't you be a little more mature?"
Saying such a sentence is the only one in the class who is not immersed in the bleak atmosphere.
This man is tall and burly, with blonde hair, and his face is full of arrogance. When the people around him are depressed because of the cruel reality, only he is bending his feet and holding a nail clipper to repair his nails leisurely.
This man is exactly the arrogant arrogant who took the bus with Fangli a month ago, who occupied the seat of fraternity -- Liuzhu of Gaoyuan temple.
"No matter how you yell here, the reality is the reality. It's just a shame to resist like this. It's not beautiful at all."
Gao Yuansi Liuzhu made this speech in an arrogant tone while polishing his nails.
This, of course, made Mr. suto angry.
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