The students wanted to defend Xi Zuer's desk, chairs and books.

However, the invigilators on the podium actually stood on Nangong Meng's side: "Whoever gets up is to hand in the papers, and whoever dares to do it is to destroy the discipline of the examination room, do you want the Donghai class to rank in this exam?" ”

Everyone: "......! ”

Damn, they actually used the ranking list to blackmail them, knowing that they attached great importance to this four-model exam and wanted to fight for the little ancestor.

"Damn, I'm not going to be ranked!" Wu Minghao slapped the table and stood up.

More students stood up: "I don't want it either!" ”

"Touching the ancestor's desk is to slap me in the face, I can't bear it!"

Seeing that the two sides are about to scuffle together.

But a strange scene suddenly appeared by the window-

Xi Zuer's table had been carried to the windowsill, but no matter how hard the bodyguards tried, the table couldn't be smashed.

What's even more weird is that the desk was under the Ming Dynasty, but not a single piece of paper fell out.

Isn't that a defy the gravitational laws of freefall?

Nangong Meng was so angry that he stomped his feet: "Throw the chair!" ”

The chair is light, so you can always throw it down, right?

Behold.

The bodyguard twitched his eyelids: "Miss Meng...... This chair can't be moved......"

It looks so light and unremarkable that it can't be moved.

Make people ...... Inexplicably creepy!

For the first time in his life, Nangong Meng encountered something that he was unfair, and he was furious: "Give me a fire to burn the ...... of these poor sour ghosts"

The voice did not fall.

The classroom door was pushed open again.

Before anyone arrives, the sound comes first.

Shallow and lazy, refreshing: "Who is disturbing the children of the ancestors to study?" ”

Xi Zuer, dressed in white, came in from outside the door, and her eyes swept by the window at will.

Several bodyguards who threw the table by the window missed a beat of their hearts for no reason, their legs were weak, and they had the urge to kneel on the spot!

"Zu'er!"

"Little Ancestor!"

"Little Sister Ancestor!"

The people of the Donghai class are called a grievance.

"Well, needless to say, the ancestors knew." Xi Zuer stopped everyone, "Finish the test first." ”

She was calm, and waved her hand at the bodyguard by the window: "Child, send it back to your ancestors." ”

Suddenly.

The desks are intact and in their place.

Nangong Meng's eyes were straight, that was her bodyguard, how could he listen to other people's orders?

However, in the next second, what made her even more stunned was that.

Xi Zuer looked at Nangong Meng's custom table and chair next to him, and shook his head: "Ugly." ”

Tone falls.

The bodyguards were as obedient as puppets, carrying Nangong Meng's table and chairs, and throwing them out of the window.

"Woo ——!" There was a loud bang.

The expensive custom-made tables and chairs are afraid that they have been broken into slag downstairs.

"My piano lacquered table! It was specially customized for me by a world-class pianist! Nangong Meng screamed.

Xi Zuer glanced at her and held her cheeks: "Child, you look so ugly when you try to dress up." ”

Everyone in the Donghai class applauded: "Ancestor, you hit the nail on the head!" ”

No wonder I always felt that this aristocratic daughter had an indescribable awkwardness just now.

Hoodies, baseball caps, skinny pants, martin boots, each of them is a famous brand, and it can be combined in a weird way.

I see, this is the "cool" and "ruffian" flavor that has been carefully dressed, rather than the temperament exuded in the bones.

Dong Shi imitates, of course it's ugly!

Nangong Meng is crazy, her dress is of course to imitate her idol, and the dress of one of the vests of the vest boss Gu Shiyin is not so unbearable, right?

"Give me a slap!"

She gritted her teeth and ordered the bodyguards.

"It's noisy. Get out. ”

Xi Zuer was already sitting at the table, spreading out the paper and answering the questions.

Two commands were issued at the same time.

The bodyguard did not hesitate, obeyed again, and walked out with Nangong Meng, and the classroom quickly returned to quiet.

Nangong Meng was locked out of the door and was crazy!

Damn, how did her bodyguard become a puppet man, and it was Xi Zuer's puppet!

"Little Ancestor, there's still one minute to hand in the papers!"

"Uh-huh."

Everyone: "......"

But one minute, it's not enough time to paint the answer sheet, right?