Meng Wentian's head was full of black lines, and he used a knife at her, directly knocking her unconscious, and then yelled at those giggling students: "Don't laugh...... , whoever dares to laugh, Lao Tzu will beat him, believe it or not?!"

Seeing Tan Xinxin fall softly on the seat, and seeing Meng Wentian's fierce look, the students closed their mouths and looked at him dumbfounded, some people even thought that Tan Xinxin was killed by him, and their legs trembled in fright.

Now no one in the classroom dares to question whether Meng Wentian really dares to beat people, after all, this guy started to beat Ren Ziqiang, who walked sideways in school, and cleaned up Ah Hu, the subordinate of the "three poles", and now he has also cleaned up Tan Xinxin, the horse who is a "bald-headed" thug: "This guy is really not afraid of heaven and earth, if you want to clean up, we are not the same as cleaning up puppies and kittens?"

Seeing that everyone was frightened by him, Meng Wentian's heart moved, and he felt that he should take an inch, and took advantage of the situation to erect his fierce reputation.

So, he said sharply again: "Lao Tzu's name is Meng Wentian, if any of you don't know me, show me clearly immediately! In the future, as long as it is class time in this classroom, whoever talks and walks around, Lao Tzu will clean up whoever is talking and moving around...... Do you believe it or not? If you don't believe it, let you see and understand it first. ”

As he spoke, he turned his head to Ren Ziqiang and ordered, "Give me the lighter you put away just now!"

Ren Ziqiang hesitated, but when Meng Wentian's eyes widened, he hurriedly took out a metal lighter from his trouser pocket and handed it to Meng Wentian. However, in order to show that he was not frightened, he deliberately asked in a rough voice, "What are you doing?"

"Why, let you see how powerful Lao Tzu is!" he said, grabbing the metal lighter and flicking it in front of him. The lighter flew out of his hand like a bullet, let out a long whistle in the air, and then crashed into the wall with a loud bang and stirred up a wisp of dust.

When the dust cleared, the students let out a slight inhalation in unison: "Oh-"

Ren Ziqiang's lighter was actually embedded in the wall of the hollow brick structure, and only a small part was exposed!

Before the students came back to their senses, Meng Wentian said again: "You can estimate whether your head is hard or the wall is hard. If you don't accept me, you can, defeat Ren Ziqiang first and then beat me. As long as you can make a move under me, you don't say that you talk in the classroom, you can just strip naked and dance in the classroom. Otherwise, you will shut up Lao Tzu! Lao Tzu will fight one when he sees him!"

He seemed to feel that he didn't scare them enough, and added another fierce message: "None of you are allowed to leave at noon after school, come with me to the school gate, and stand there to see how I clean up those kings under the 'bald head'." ”

Sure enough, the students all looked at Meng Wentian as if they were gods, and they also looked at Meng Wentian like fools, and more people wondered if they had heard it wrong: "What? He dared to fight with the 'bald-headed' thugs?"

It's just that I don't dare to say this question, I just say it in my heart. The previous legends and the facts in front of them made them afraid to voice the doubts in their hearts. When they saw the two cold gazes in Meng Wentian's eyes, a cool breath rose from the soles of their feet, slowly eroded their bodies, and entered their heads, making them shudder.

The students secretly look at me, I look at you, "What kind of monster is this? Why is it so powerful?"

There was silence in the classroom, but the silent classroom was filled with an eerie atmosphere.

This eerie atmosphere also affected the English teachers who came to the first class.

It is customary for English teachers to enter the classroom only three minutes after the bell rings.

Because Class 12 is different from other classes, as long as the class bell rings, the students in other senior classes will honestly sit in the classroom and wait for the teacher to come to class, and the students in this class will not arrive at all for three minutes. Even if they waited three minutes before entering, there were still many students entering the classroom one after another, some male students still holding unfinished cigarettes in their mouths, and some couples even kissed each other in front of the teacher before sitting in their seats.

Today, however, when she came in, she found that everything had changed, and that the students in the classroom were all sitting quietly.

The English teacher was so strange that she thought she had made a mistake when she walked into the classroom, even though she recognized that the students in the classroom were from the 12th class of the third year of high school, she was still not sure, and even took a few steps back and exited the classroom to look at the class written on the door frame before deciding that she had not made a mistake.

The poor English teacher re-walked in with trepidation, looked at the students below with a miserable face, and asked a harmless girl in front of him with a sad face, "What's wrong with you......? Why don't you speak?"

The girl who was looked at by the teacher and knew that the girl was very hesitant to shake her head, wanting to say something, but she didn't dare to answer her after all, and her timid eyes glanced at the lighter on the wall from time to time.

The English teacher didn't notice her small movements, but looked up at Ren Ziqiang, who deliberately yelled when he saw her coming to class, and wanted to see a hint on his face.

To her surprise, Ren Ziqiang sat upright like a good baby, looking ahead without squinting, but he didn't meet her gaze.

When looking at Ren Ziqiang, the English teacher recognized Meng Wentian as a student she had never met, but she didn't dare to ask who he was, she didn't want to or dare to destroy the current "quiet" atmosphere, but said in a dry voice: "Students, please review this class today." Please take out your English textbook ......"

The situation was so weird that she didn't dare to continue.

She was even more surprised: all the students were picking up or looking for their English textbooks. Some students are looking for it because they haven't taken their English textbooks seriously in the previous class, and now they don't know where their English textbooks are.

The English teacher wanted to cry without tears, and said in her heart: "Is this the rhythm of other senior classes? Why are you all so obedient all of a sudden? Can you return to the way you were before, what happened, don't scare me? I have a small heart." ”

The English teacher's heart was fragile, and the scene in front of her scared her even more, so she hurriedly said: "You read the book first, read the book first, and I'll ...... later." I'll go to the exam paper first...... I'll go to the toilet first......"

She spoke incoherently as she hurried away from the podium. Because of the panic, she almost stepped on the air, her body couldn't help but stumble, and she ran out screaming, no, it should be said that she escaped.

She stayed in the hallway outside the classroom for a few seconds, and felt more and more that today's senior 12 class had seen a ghost.

When she was far away from the classroom of Class 12 of the third year of high school, she was a little bolder, but she still looked lost. Standing in place and hesitating for a long time, he quickly walked to Ma Qingquan's office, pushed open the door, and asked impatiently: "Teacher Ma, Teacher Ma, what's wrong with your class?"

Ma Qingquan was also depressed, and said with blank eyes: "People's hearts are not ancient, they are really not ancient." …… How can a student be like this now? Is this still a student?"

Obviously, his mood had not yet come out of Tan Xinxin's words, and he was still shrouded in that terrifying haze, and her words gave him too much shock.

Seeing Ma Qingquan's appearance, the English teacher was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said, "Yes, it's not a student at all,...... No...... No, Mr. Ma, they are too much like students now, what the hell is going on, how did it become like this?"

The focus of Ma Qingquan's eyes finally fell on the English teacher, and he asked rhetorically, "Are they still like students?...... The classroom has been overturned, right?"

The English teacher said, "It's so much like a student, it's so much like it, it scares me." I'm really not afraid if they overturn the classroom, but now the whole classroom is silent......"

"What......?" Ma Qingquan was stunned and said, "They all went home? They left school by themselves in the first class? There had never been such a bad situation before." ”

The English teacher hurriedly said, "No, no, they all sit in the classroom seriously." …… , Mr. Ma, what happened?"

At this time, a teacher from an outside class also walked in in a panic, and while sneakily closing the door, he asked Ma Qingquan in surprise, "Teacher Ma, what kind of medicine have the students in your class taken?"

Ma Qingquan looked at the English teacher, then at the teacher in the outer class, and asked, "Take the medicine, what kind of medicine?"

The teacher in the outer class said, "Dumb medicine, sedative." Didn't you hear? You didn't hear any sound from Class 12 in your third year of high school. They're all reading books honestly. ”

At this time, three teachers also hurriedly knocked on the door outside, and one teacher lowered his voice and said, "Teacher Ma, is Teacher Ma here?"

The three teachers obviously also discovered the anomaly of the 12th class of the third year of high school, and they felt incredible.

What made Ma Qingquan speechless was that these teachers all thought that Class 12 of the third year of high school behaved so well, just like other graduating classes of the third year of high school, it must be that Ma Qingquan took some unsightly approach, otherwise, how could this class change all of a sudden?

At first, Ma Qingquan thought that the English teacher lied to him and teased him, or the English teacher was so angry that he laughed at him, but after so many teachers came to report this, Ma Qingquan was stunned and had to believe that his class had suddenly changed dramatically.

At the instigation of several teachers, he decided to take a look for himself, but he muttered: "Impossible, how is it possible, when I sent Meng Wentian over just now, it was still a vegetable market......

said that the vegetable market was still a cover for the chaos in the classroom, but in fact, his class was definitely much more chaotic than the vegetable market.

"Wait a minute!" A teacher seemed to have discovered something, and hurriedly grabbed Ma Qingquan and asked, "You mean that Meng Wentian really came to your class? Could it be that the situation in your class has changed because he came?"