Classroom of Class 12.

There were about fifty students, either studying hard or whispering to each other, and Han Dong, who suddenly appeared, asked softly, which really scared them.

Notice.

For normal high school students, it takes courage to venture into other classes, not to mention that this is the evening self-study period, and all the students in the class are here!

About fifty eyes gathered on Han Dong's body, face, and eyes!

But Han Dong's demeanor was still calm, not impatient or impatient, smiling indifferently, facing the focus of fifty eyes, it was like a breeze blowing on his face.

This is rare.

After all, if you really let a high school student face the whole class, and it is a strange classmate who you don't know, it is estimated that you will be stunned in your heart, and it is impossible to be so calm.

......

"He's looking for Zong Kaixuan?"

A boy with a good academic performance glanced at Han Dong and pursed his lips.

He only thought that Han Dong was Zong Kaixuan's fox friend and dog friend, so he despised it, even if Han Dong had some courage and courage, it was destined to be not worth mentioning.

"Alas. ”

He shook his head and stared at his Chinese test paper with a little disappointment: "I did too badly in this exam. I have always prided myself on my language scores, but I made a serious mistake in this exam...... It really shouldn't. ”

He was holding the Chinese test paper, only to see the score marked on the upper left side of the paper - 147 points.

And in the corner of his desktop, there is a gold-red award certificate, which reads 'Suhe Ancient Poetry Competition, Second Prize'.

......

"This boy looks pretty good, he's pretty good. ”

A pair of girls whispered at the same table, biting their lower lipes and giggling.

They weren't worried about Han Dong's intention at all, this was the thirty-second class of high school, who would dare to break into an unfamiliar class to find trouble.

......

The next moment.

Zong Kaixuan, who was sitting in the penultimate row against the wall, sat on the seat and asked loudly: "Who are you, I know you?"

He looked disgruntled and frowned.

An inexplicable boy from the outside class suddenly pushed open the classroom door of his class and asked him to go out for a while?

What's more, playing in front of him Zong Kaixuan?

He has a good relationship with the two martial arts students, usually eats together at noon, and occasionally plays a dozen billiards online games after school, at least he doesn't need to be afraid of anyone in this school.

"Huh?"

The boy with excellent academic performance was surprised, put down the test paper, subconsciously picked up the notebook for mistakes, and helped his glasses.

He originally thought that Han Dong and Zong Kaixuan knew each other, so he unscrupulously disturbed their evening self-study in class 12...... And for now, Zong Kaixuan doesn't seem to think that this boy who pushed the door in.

The other students in Class 12 were also nervous.

The situation in front of him seems to be a little wrong, this boy who is smiling indifferently from the outside class doesn't know Zong Kaixuan?

......

Suddenly.

All the students in Class 12, whether they were whispering or studying, all looked at Han Dong who was leaning against the door curiously, and their hearts were inexplicably worried.

"Tsk!"

The short-haired girl sitting next to Zhang Hao stared at Han Dong and secretly whispered: "Classmate Han Dong is so swaggering, he, he ......"

The short-haired girl only felt a little dry in her mouth, and her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

But Zhang Hao didn't take care of the short-haired girl at all, she just looked at Han Dong in a daze, her mind and heart were all blank, and she didn't know how to react.

The next moment.

Han Dong chuckled, pursed his lips, and walked to the penultimate row against the wall.

Smack.

He passed by the first row of seats.

Smack.

He continued to pass by the agitated Zhang Hao.

Smack.

In the classroom of Class 12, only the sound of Han Dong's footsteps remained, and the students sitting in the seats all looked at Han Dong in amazement, and suddenly had a bad premonition, as if the tense bowstring was about to release arrows.

"This, is this the black cloud that wants to destroy the city?"

The boy who excelled in his studies suddenly had an inexplicable ancient poem popping up in his head.

He barely swallowed his saliva, involuntarily put down the notebook in his hand, and looked at Han Dong with bated breath.

For some reason, his heart was beating faster and his heart was panicking.

And most of the students in the class are the same, as if there are weeds growing in their hearts, they can only watch in silence, dare not open their mouths to ask questions, dare not get up to question.

......

Meanwhile.

"Zong Kaixuan. ”

Han Dong stood next to the second-to-last row of seats against the wall and said with a smile: "You came out of it by yourself...... Or I'll carry you out. ”

As soon as he spoke, the whole class was silent!

Zong Kaixuan, really got into trouble!

"Ahem, this classmate. The round-inch boy sitting outside glanced at the slightly thin Han Dong, shook his head, and made a gurgling sound: "What do you mean? ”

The round-inch boy is about 1.9 meters tall, with a strong body and quite a deterrent.

All the classmates were staring nervously, and Zhang Hao's face was even more anxious, wanting to dissuade Han Dong's reckless behavior.

One person faces a class, and he will definitely suffer!

However.

Han Dong's eyes moved, he looked down at the round-inch boy indifferently, and said lightly: "You, Zong Kaixuan's tablemate, the scum who bullied Zhang Hao, there is also you." ”

Disheveled!

Han Dong didn't say anything more, raised his left hand high, and directly slapped the round inch boy's head with his backhand, pressing the round inch boy's round head on the pale yellow desk, and then his right fist was relaxed, and a palm slapped on his back - boom!

The sound is dull, and it fills the classroom!

"Humph!"

The round-inch boy let out a muffled snort, and his eyes widened!

He only felt that he almost squirted out a mouthful of old blood, and the huge force of the slap extended from his back to his whole body, making him numb on the spot, and his head was like a gold star, and he didn't need any strength at all!

Bang!

Han Dong's eyes were indifferent and he didn't say a word. He carried the blue and white school uniform of a round-inch boy in his right palm, and suddenly mobilized the power in his body, which fit the simple way of exerting force, and his right arm instantly tightened - showing great strength!

Crash!

Han Dong pulled the round-inch boy out of his seat and almost flew away!

Notice.

This round-inch boy can have a height of 1.9 meters and weigh at least 70 or 80 kilograms!

It's like fiddling with a weak toy.

Dead!

Unparalleled Dead Silence!

At this moment, although Han Dong was smiling, his eyes were as cold as an abyss, as if he was wearing a layer of powerful armor, making it difficult for them to look directly and making them suffocated!

......

Smack!

The boy who excelled in his studies, his right hand trembled, and the red carbon pen he was holding clenchedly fell on the floor of the classroom, making a crisp collision sound, resounding in the dead classroom!

"Murderous!"

"So ferocious!"

He swallowed wildly, his mouth open and round, almost enough to stuff a raw egg: "Is this the ...... The four seas are churning, the clouds and water are angry, and the five continents are shaking and the wind and thunder are fierce!"

......

"Ahh

Some timid girls even covered their mouths, and their eyes showed a dazed panic.

......

Boom.

Han Dong casually pulled the round-inch boy and threw it to the empty seat in the last row, and finally stared at the frozen-skinned Zong Kaixuan, and said word by word: "Come out." ”

"Good, good!"

Zong Kaixuan's heart was beating wildly in fright, and he hurriedly agreed, not daring to hesitate at all.

His fellow tablemates of 1.9 meters can cope with two blows even in the face of martial arts students, who would have thought that in front of this Han Dong, he was like a fragile toy, vulnerable.

Follow.

Han Dong took a step back, waiting for Zong Kaixuan to tremble out of his seat, along the passage between the desks, and towards the door of the classroom, where he also followed.

Smack.

Smack.

Zong Kaixuan was in front, Han Dong was behind, and the two walked out of the classroom of class 12.

It wasn't until Han Dong was about to leave the classroom that he turned around and showed an apologetic smile, looking gentle and elegant, and said softly: "Students, I'm really sorry to disturb your evening self-study, please forgive me." ”

Anyway.

He gently closed the classroom door, leaving all the students of Class 12 stunned.

......

"Wow!"

A girl with beautiful hair and a shawl, her slender jade hand covered her cheek, biting her lip lightly, as if she was touched by this sentence to the depths of her heart, and her face was a little red.

"So domineering, so polite!"

She clutched her blushing cheeks, her heart pounding.

Han Dong's rough behavior just now has a sense of violent aesthetics, which can be called a thunderbolt that breaks the heart...... And the polite apology at this time is like the sunshine shining in the deepest part of the soul!

It's rare in the world for such a violent and tough boy to be so polite!

"He, what class is he, what's his name?"

The girl with her hair and shawl, soaking rosy lipstick, her slender hands rubbing her long yellow hair, her eyes are shining.

And this doubt is also the inner confusion of all the students in Class 12...... It's a combination of powerful shock and politeness, conflicting and contradictory, but generating a quirky appeal.

Make their hearts palpitate and tremble.

Let them be speechless and admire.

"Alas. ”

The boy with excellent academic performance sighed secretly, bent down to pick up the red carbon pen that had just been dropped, and his eyes were full of emotion: "This is probably a martial arts student from other classes...... But it's just that his force is stronger than ours, and his quality is still so high, how can we live. ”

He looked at the three papers on the table, and suddenly lost interest.

I don't want to change the wrong questions, I don't want to sort out the knowledge points, and I don't want to live a dull senior year of high school anymore...... He has a good academic performance, but he wants a bowl of porridge monotonously.

Not long since.

He also longed for the majesty of the people, but in the face of the results, everything was shattered into an unattainable dream.

He couldn't.

Everyone has their own future, whether it's martial arts or learning. Obviously, his future is to study hard and strive to break the dawn and be admitted to the university.

He unconsciously turned the red carbon pen, stunned: "A humble gentleman, who repays grievances with straightforwardness and is as gentle as jade, this is probably the case." ”