As soon as he walked through the gates of Los Angeles University, Ang Lee took a deep breath and stood there to feel the heavy atmosphere of the university campus.

When he chose to enlist in the army, it wasn't that Ang Lee didn't like college life.

As a former top student, Ang Lee is still very yearning for college life.

Being able to enter Los Angeles University this time can be regarded as a dream come true.

The relationship is in place, and everything is simple.

Ang Lee didn't know what the beard or his mother used to get him into this university, anyway, the process of reporting was extremely simple.

After handing over the file bag to the office, Ang Lee was placed in the seventh class of the first grade.

"Brother, brother!"

As soon as Li An came out of the office, he saw Li Yan standing not far away and waving at him.

"Brother, I thought you couldn't find here. Done? ”

"That's it."

"Which class are you in?"

"Class 17."

"Class 17!?"

Li Yan's face was as ugly as eating a fly.

"Brother, how did you get assigned to Class 17?"

"What's wrong?" Li Ang asked puzzled.

Li Yan said with a bitter face: "Class 17 is a well-known garbage class, not only has poor academic performance, but also likes to cause trouble, and is also known as the devil's class.

No way.

Brother, let's talk to the teacher to see if we can transfer you to a class. ”

"Don't bother, just tell me where Class 17 is." Ang Lee said indifferently.

"Oh well. Brother, I'm in Class 18, which is next to you, if you have anything, you can just go to me. If you can't find me, then you can go to Senior Sister. Li Yan said.

Hu Jing?

"Is she good at this school?" Ang Lee asked.

Li Yan said proudly: "Senior sister is a top student, she ranks in the top three in the whole grade in every exam, and she is also the vice president of the student union. ”

(Note: Los Angeles University and its settings are completely fictional, please do not link them to reality.) ）

I'll go, Hu Jing is so good?

Ang Lee was a little surprised.

While talking, the two arrived at the door of Class 17.

Now it's basically class time, and all the students in the other classes can be said to be all there, but there are not even half of the students in the 17th class.

Dirty, messy, poor.

These three words are the most appropriate way to describe Class 17.

Just standing at the door, Li Ang saw that the 17th class was full of garbage, and the students were gathering in twos and threes to chat and play, and none of them were studying.

How did such a person get into Los Angeles University?

Li Ang suspected that the people in Class 17 were all related households, otherwise how could they be admitted to Los Angeles University based on their appearance?

"Brother. Class 17 is not so bad, at least the head teacher is a recognized teacher in the school. Li Yan stabbed Li An with his arm, with a smile that you know.

I've heard of the class flower and the school flower, but it's the first time I've heard it.

Is she the prettiest among the teachers?

As he was talking, Li Yan suddenly looked like a cat seeing a mouse. "Brother, I won't tell you, I have to go to class."

Looking back, Li An saw a male teacher with eyes entering Class 18, who should be the head teacher of Class 8, no wonder Li Yan was so scared.

Li An stepped into the classroom of Class 17 and looked around and found that he had a misunderstanding.

It's not like there isn't even a single student in the class studying.

The black-haired boy sitting in the first row was looking down at a book, with a pair of heavy myopia glasses on the bridge of his nose, which should be the kind of person who loves to learn very much.

The three yellow-haired men turned to the black-haired man's side, and one of them reached out and grabbed the black-haired man's glasses and teased: "Chen, your grades are already the first in the class, what does it mean to work so hard?"

Do you want to prove that you are the only one studying in this class, and we are all rubbish? ”

Old?

Chinese?

Ang Lee didn't want to be nosy, but after finding out that the black-haired man was Chinese, he paid more attention.

"No...... No, I ...... I just want to read. Chen Yong looked very cowardly.

"So you like to read, let me see what kind of book you read.

Shakespeare!

How, you want to be a writer?

Phew, you don't pee and look in the mirror, you still want to be a writer like you!? ”

"No...... Try it, and ...... How do you know no? ”

"X, Lao Tzu said that if you can't do it, you can do it, and you can't do it, understand?"

"Ming...... Got it. ”

Is there such a bully?

If you don't study, forget it, and don't allow others to study?

Li An couldn't stand it anymore, so he walked over and shouted, "Chen, it turns out that you are here." ”

The three yellow-haired men were bullying Chen Yong, and they were very unhappy when they suddenly saw Li An break in.

"Who are you?"

"Hey, why does this person look the same as Chen?"

"Chen, is he your brother?"

Just as many people are stupid and can't tell who is who is a foreigner, in the eyes of foreigners, Chinese are also a face.

"Chen, you shouldn't be like this. If someone bullies you, then you should fight back, otherwise they will keep bullying you. Li An said with a straight face.

"Hit ...... Hit back? Chen Yong was stunned for a moment, and looked at the three yellow hairs timidly.

It's not that the three foreigners don't understand any Chinese, at least they understand typing, and they are immediately annoyed.

"Stinky boy, where the hell did you come from? Know who I am?

I'll tell you, my name is Kevin, and I'm the boss of Class 17! ”

The guy who spoke was obviously young, but he combed his big back hair, looked like a boss, and liked to stretch out his right index finger and point at each other when he spoke.

"I'm sorry, I'm late, I'm sorry."

A voice came from the door, and I saw a short-haired girl appearing in the classroom with a pile of food, and then distributed the pile of food to the girls, and kept nodding and apologizing.

It can't be such a coincidence, right?

Ang Lee recognized at a glance that this cowardly woman was the girl he rescued from the groping pig, and she and Chen in front of her were simply a cowardly duo of Class 17, no wonder everyone wanted to bully them.

"Bell bell bell ......"

The class bell rang, but the students of Class 17 did not restrain themselves, until a tall, ponytail-like female teacher walked in with a book in her arms.

She is the head teacher of Class 17....... Elizabeth.

Elizabeth is not yet twenty-five years old and has firm, fair skin.

Not to mention men, even women will show hot eyes when they see them.

As Elizabeth entered, the classroom fell silent for a moment.

"Why is there such a mess in the classroom?" Elizabeth frowned slightly as she looked at the garbage that filled the room.

Kevin immediately exclaimed, "Who made the classroom like this?" Give you three minutes to clean the classroom right away! ”

I have to say that Kevin still has a lot of weight in this class.

As soon as he spoke, everyone moved, cleaning up the garbage in the room as fast as they could.

"We're not done." Kevin whispered at Ang Lee.

(End of chapter)