In fact, there are still many people in this academy who disagree with Long Yi's group, but they don't dare to say anything more because of Long Yi's background.

Otherwise, I don't know if I will end up being hit by a car and being in the shadow.

They are all children of ordinary wealthy families, and even many of them are ordinary people, which are insignificant compared to the deep-rooted wealthy families of the Long family.

A casual word can crush a group of them.

Therefore, no one dares to provoke Long Yi.

And Jiangbei's approach last night was a vicious blow for those who had been suppressed by Long Yi.

These boys who came to Jiangbei were all relatively ordinary beings in the class, and they used to belong to the people who were often bullied by Long Yi and Huang Mao's group.

After signing his name casually, Jiang Bei's face did not fluctuate, and his slender and clean fingers pressed on the papers, and then pushed them over and withdrew his hand.

"Take it."

Lazily throwing down this sentence, Jiang Bei drooped his head again, took the ballpoint pen and continued to scribble on his drawing.

I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional, when Jiangbei was drawing the drawings, his body was slightly sideways, directly blocking the sight of others.

The boys didn't think much about it, they took Jiangbei's signature, and a look of surprise flashed in their eyes, and they dispersed one after another.

Mo Qi walked back with a vague expression, his eyes focused on the white-haired boy who was slightly sideways at this time, with his back to him.

I can't see what Jiangbei is painting.

However, the scene that kept appearing in my mind was the scene where Jiangbei was surrounded by that group of boys talking and laughing just now.

The mood is inexplicably a little unhappy.

Not sure why.

A class has come down, and it is about the game body movement.

Mo Qi was looking at himself expressionlessly, and he had been facing away from his tablemate who didn't know what he was painting for the whole class, and his eyebrows were also frowning for a lesson.

When the bell rang for the end of class, Jiang Bei slowly put down the pen in his hand, stretched his waist, and then put away the piece of paper that had been scribbling and drawing for a lesson.

Directly sandwiched into the heavy theme book.

Then, without any movement, the whole person fell asleep on the table again.

Since the beginning of the school year, not a single class has been listened to.

Mo Qi looked at the white-haired young man who was already lazily lying on the table to sleep at this time, and he was a little bored, so he fell asleep directly on it.

Luo Heyang's tablemate, who was sitting in front, looked back at the two of them, a little embarrassed.

Dare to love these two guys, they came here to sleep.

I didn't come to school at all.

And Luo Heyang's position was empty.

I heard that it seems to be a leave of absence.

Maybe it's because of what broke last night.

Luo Heyang didn't think much about it at the same table, so he continued to read.

The third and fourth classes are physical education.

As a last resort, Jiang Bei and Mo Qi, who had just woken up, could only move over the playground.

Jiangbei doesn't know much with the whole class, and he doesn't bother to socialize, he belongs to the type where I will play with you if you come to play with me, and forget it if you don't come.

The only one who has a good relationship is Mo Qi at the same table.

Jiang Bei copied his mouth with both hands, and followed behind Mo Qi slowly, his steps were still a little weak, and he looked sleepy.

It's Mo Qi, his face is very cold, and he can't see anything unusual, not at all like he just woke up.

None of the class knew what Mo Qi's true identity was, even if his name was exactly the same as that in the e-sports world, but no one thought about Mo Qi over there.

After all, it was hard for them to estimate that a world champion who existed like a god in the esports world for an unknown number of years would be in such a small academy as theirs.

They don't believe it.

I don't believe it when I kill it.

When gathering, Jiangbei stood next to Mo Qi, after all, the order had not yet been arranged.

This is the first PE class of the new semester.

The physical education teacher is a practitioner, with a body of muscles, a middle-aged man, and an aura that is not small.