This time, Ye Lin didn't even want to go back, she still did her own thing, no matter how much the girl complained, she didn't react.

"Hey Qu Yuhan, she's so pitiful, don't bully her anymore." The man was a tall, thin boy with a hedgehog head on his head, wearing tattered jeans and printed English all over his body, and he didn't look very serious.

Qu Yuhan turned his head a little annoyed, and saw that it was Meng Tianmou, a well-known gangster in the entire grade in their class, so he closed his mouth tightly, stopped saying a word, and left indignantly.

Ye Lin turned around curiously, such a boy who looked like a gangster actually knew how to pity the jade, it was really a little incredible to think about it, she just nodded at him lightly to show her gratitude.

Meng Tianmou stepped forward, with a warm smile on his face, a little weird under his rebellious and uninhibited outfit, and stretched out his hand, wanting to stroke Ye Lin's withered yellow hair.

Unexpectedly, her hand suddenly turned in a direction in mid-air, and went straight to the test paper she had made on the windowsill.

Ye Lin reacted quickly, and she slashed his hand and punched him in the arm, which made him scream in pain.

"Don't take other people's things casually." She dropped this sentence with a blank face, and picked up the test paper that had just fallen on the ground and began to think again.

He originally wanted to pretend to help her out, and when she let down her guard, he took away the test paper she had done and threw it away, who knew that the thin and short girl in front of him didn't thank herself well, and her reaction was damn sensitive, and her hands were swollen!

"You girl, give you three points of color and open a dyeing workshop! Young Master Ben wants to see your test papers, and you dare to refuse! He angrily clasped his beaten arm in one hand and yelled at her.

"Shut up, or I'll beat you up and throw you at the door so that your classmates can watch your show!" Ye Lin was a little speechless, why was it so difficult for her to do a good test paper, so she deliberately glared at him fiercely, threatening viciously. After that, I started to do the questions again.

Meng Tianmou is known as the little overlord of the river, he usually makes people, who dares to pee?! Now this dirty yellow-haired girl dares to threaten him like this, watching him teach this fierce girl a lesson so that her mother doesn't even know her.

He stroked his fried hairstyle, rolled up his sleeves, and punched Ye Lin in the face.

She leaned back deftly, clutching the test paper in her hands, her eyes not taking off the test paper from beginning to end, as if she hadn't taken the trick into account at all.

Meng Tianmou dodged his fist as soon as he saw her, and in a fit of rage, he swept the hall and kicked her down, making her fall and eat.

Ye Lin jumped upwards as if he had long eyes on his feet, and the moment his legs swept over, he was out of the ground, but Meng Tianmou was a little unstable under the plate, and his body slipped to the ground under the sweep.

Ye Lin gave him a sneering look, and it was this moment that became the last straw that broke the camel's back and ruthlessly destroyed his masculine dignity.

"your dad! Feng Yelin, you dare to treat Young Master Ben like this, Lao Tzu's hatred is not with you! Meng Tianmou no longer had the handsome ruffian spirit he had before, his big eyes like apricots flashed with tears, and his voice was loud enough to tear down the ceiling of the classroom.

Ye Lin turned around in a dashing manner to make matters worse, picked up the study materials and prepared to change places before continuing.

"Feng Yelin, I'll make you proud!"

Hearing Meng Tianmou shout behind her, Ye Lin was about to take a step forward and stopped suddenly, the blood in her whole body rushed straight to her cheeks, her face was flushed and her neck stiffened, and she slowly turned around.

"Special Skill - Thousand Years of Killing!"

Meng Tianmou's index fingers were united, and he poked somewhere between her buttocks that could not be said with lightning speed.

The air in the entire corridor seemed to condense in an instant, and everyone stared blankly at Ye Lin's body, only to see that the crotch of his pants, which had almost faded into pure white, slowly showed a bright red blood color.

Meng Tianmou, who originally had a fierce face, was suddenly stunned, and looked at the place where he was poked with blood by himself in a daze.

"I, I don't know......" Meng Tianmou's feet went limp, and he fell to the ground again, muttering to himself with horror in his eyes.

Ye Lin felt the turbulent torrent under her crotch, the expression on her face was no longer as indifferent as before, she lowered her head, her face was full of black lines, her hands were clenched into fists, she walked back to her original position, and with a hook punch, she beat Meng Tianmou's handsome face into a pig's head.

"You're waiting for me--"

Meng Tianmou's cries spread throughout the school, and it is said that for a week after that, he dared to wear only a mask to school.

From that day on, Ye Lin became famous in a battle, and the whole Jiangzhong knew that she beat the little overlord Meng Tianmou to the point of losing face, knowing her strength, no one dared to provoke her again, Ye Lin finally had a peaceful birthday for two days, and everyone felt that she was completely different from before, but they didn't dare to mess with her.

In a blink of an eye, it was the day of the mid-term exam on Wednesday, and Ye Lin finally brushed all the mid-term exam papers of the nine subjects over the years, and the school teachers came up with questions that were nothing more than looking for questions from the high school examination papers of previous years or the test papers of important unified examinations.

The exam started at about eight o'clock, and Ye Lin was pestered by Feng Lihua for a while in the morning, probably knowing that she was taking the exam today, and deliberately stuck her. When Ye Lin arrived at school, it was already nine o'clock, and more than half of the math exam time had passed.

When she walked into the classroom, all the students in the classroom were struggling to write, and only when they saw her come in did they raise their heads, and each one showed a look of surprise and ridicule in their eyes.

Ye Lin walked to the podium casually, put away her schoolbag, took only a black pen and walked to her seat to answer the question.

The test paper for this mid-term exam is said to have been produced by a well-known mathematics teacher in Jiangzhong, who likes to come up with some strange things, either it is difficult to think of ideas for solving problems, or it is difficult to calculate a lot, and it is extremely difficult.

She casually glanced at the classmate next to her, and her head had been grabbed by him like a chicken nest, but there was nearly half of the blank on the paper, which showed that it was a little unbearable to be so perverted by such a perverted exam question.

She looked at the clock at the back of the classroom, there were fifty minutes left before the end of the exam, and the whole paper had multiple questions.

Because she had already integrated the knowledge points in the book, she could think of the solution idea when she saw the question stem, and wrote down the answer in a hurry, and when there were twenty minutes left, she put down the pen.

Looking around, the whole classroom was so quiet that only the rustle of the paper was left, and she suddenly felt a little bored, and she was about to hand in the paper.

"Even if you don't, don't hand in a blank slate." She handed the scroll to Hong Xiamei's hand, Hong Xiamei didn't look at it, and said.