The chair and table were also blown over by the wind, and the sharp corners of the table made the sound of popping into the flesh......

The lights in the classroom didn't know what was going on, and they exploded one after another......

The voice of crying dad and shouting mother, mixed together.

Shi Qing had silently withdrawn from the calligraphy classroom early in the morning.

Together with the blackskins, they watched in amazement as everything happened in the classroom......

The worst ones were the ones who had just verbally attacked her after using the Bad Luck Sticker (big), and the ones who were slightly injured were the others in the classroom who despised her with their eyes or body language.

It turns out that the big bad luck sticker is not the same as the small bad luck sticker.

The little unlucky patch is directly attached to the person, and the effect will be faster.

The large is the range use, and it also needs a certain amount of time to lock on to the target, and then, it will take effect......

Shi Qingqing understood a little.

She picked up the rice bowl that Heipi ate about the same, "Let's go, Heipi, let's wash the dishes." ”

The calligraphy club made such a big noise, and a group of onlookers gradually came, and there was nothing to do with her here.

"It's terrible! I was so scared that I hid under the table, but fortunately I was witty, why did I have such a big evil wind......"

"Help! Help me! I'm going to die, call an ambulance! ”

"I feel like my leg is broken, it hurts! Who's going to help me lift the table......"

"Woo woo, it's terrible, it's evil, it's Shi Qingqing, it's definitely Shi Qingqing, the last time President Deng Hui wrestled because he talked to her......"

***

Hospitals, large wards.

The calligraphy club filled a large ward, all of whom were injured this time.

There were five or six serious injuries, all of which were broken muscles and bones.

Seven or eight more were minor injuries, broken skin and bleeding.

Deng Hui is the most serious, his leg injury last time was not completely healed, and this time he was injured again.

So I was admitted to the intensive care unit.

When the doctors finished his work, he endured the pain of screaming in pain and called the teacher.

"Teacher, I did what you said, she really didn't agree, she was very angry......"

"Well, where are you now? I heard that there is a problem in the calligraphy class again? ”

"I'm injured again now, and I'm ......in the hospital," Deng Hui was in pain all over his body.

"What's going on? What did she do with you? ”

Deng Hui replied, "No, it's the same as the last time, it'......s very evil."

He recounted everything that was happening in the classroom.

Professor Liu on the other side of the phone didn't make a sound for half a while, as if he couldn't believe it.

"It should be a coincidence, so let's do it, after you get better, move the calligraphy club to a classroom." ”

"Okay, so what am I going to do now?"

"It's time for the next step. It's okay if you are injured this time, take advantage of all your injuries, public opinion has always liked to sympathize with the weak......"

"Okay, I got it."

***

Cham Castle, living room.

"Old man, isn't it time to go to Wang's house to talk about the engagement?" Mrs. Zhan was anxious.

In the past few days, Mrs. Zhan has not eaten well and slept well, although it is said that Ah Shu is no big problem, just waiting for her to come out of the nutrition cocoon cabin, she will be alive, but she still can't stop worrying.

"It's early, isn't it?" Old man Zhan is holding a tablet and wearing reading glasses, watching news and current affairs.

"It's early! Ah Shu is in distress this time, it's just a symptom! Rong Lao said that Ah Shu's fate is ill-fated, and twenty-five is worried......"

When Mrs. Zhan said this, she became more and more worried.

"Okay, discuss it with his parents, I mean I'll talk about it after the election, and now there are a lot of things."