Walking into the teaching building, Cui Yueqi reluctantly pointed to the door number of the first and second classes of high school, and waved his hand to me with a displeased face.

I listened to his desperate and helpless wails behind me, and I secretly admired in my heart: It's good that this living father didn't get into the same class as me!!

I thought to myself as I walked to the deepest part of the corridor, and not far in front of me was the legendary eighth class of high school, the eighth class of Lin Xingxing.

I don't know why, but I looked at the classroom in front of me at this moment, and suddenly felt that there was a gust of wind inside.

The sky outside the corridor also drifted a few dark clouds, and the cool autumn breeze greeted it, along with the leaves outside the window, and there was a swishling sound.

It seems to be crying sadly, as if six big characters are written on the door of the eighth class of high school———— the most difficult class to discipline.

I snickered, pushed open the door and stepped in.

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Gaoyang High School is divided into classes according to the categories of students, and Lin Xingxing, who is also an art student, was naturally assigned to a class———— which is full of artistic atmosphere.

This is the reason why the dean of teaching was on the list of freshmen, and when he saw me and Lin Xingxing in the same class, he almost vomited blood.

This is the long history and tradition of Gaoyang High School, which is why it can often make headlines in the national news because an entire class is admitted to Tsinghua University, or an entire class is admitted to the world's top art universities.

By analogy, it is not difficult to understand that Cui Yueqi's first and second classes in high school are also well-known sports classes.

I pushed the door open and walked in, and sure enough, I was greeted by a commotion. A few girls dressed up in fancy clothes are making a loud noise. A few boys on the other side were also happily gesturing something.

One after another, new faces are doing their best, showing their strengths and specialties. It seems to be bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods from all walks of life, and even demons and monsters.

Before I could calm down, Lin Xingxing's voice floated from afar.

I looked for prestige, and now she was sitting cross-legged at the table in the penultimate row, waving to me excitedly: "Paris, here!" ”

I immediately waved my hand at her and was about to walk over.

But in an instant, for some reason, the originally noisy classroom was silent. More than 40 pairs of eyes suddenly looked at my position, and the classmates next to the aisle immediately found a place to sit down.

My heart tightened, and I immediately became vigilant, damn! It's not that there's something strange about me!

After all, Lin Xingxing and I are often too ostentatious because of being nosy, causing jealousy and resentment, which is the most common thing.

It's like being pranked by a female classmate with bad intentions on her school uniform???

I was thinking about it quickly, when the little female classmate in the first row looked at me cautiously and said to me tremblingly, "The teacher is behind you!" You're in her way."

As soon as I turned around, a middle-aged woman with a fat body and a plump body smiled at me with a spring smile on her face. Then, suddenly, as if her face had changed, she instantly put away her bright smile, pushed me aside with a hand, moved her fleshy but still vigorous body, and walked past me.

She stepped on leather slippers with wedges about five or six centimeters, and strode steadily, and it didn't take her long steps to reach the center of the podium.

In our eyes as if we were seeing a mummy, we threw the roll call book in our hands on the lectern fiercely, and only to hear the sound of "pop", I could feel the classmates around me, and even my breath was about to freeze.

After standing in front of the podium and watching us for a few seconds, she picked up the chalk on the side and quickly wrote three big characters on the blackboard: Xing Houma!

The classroom was silent, and the students sat motionless in their seats, their faces stiff and stiff with seriousness, like statues.

Suddenly, as if I had been stepped on, I hit a spirit, and rushed towards the place where Lin woke up.

At this moment, I urgently need to be with Lin Xing, as if only by her side can I feel truly safe.

The expression on Lin Xingxing's face was as dull and serious as that of other classmates, she took my schoolbag and scolded in a low voice that only the two of us could hear: "Damn, how could it be her!" ”

We glanced at each other and immediately understood.

This time we really ran into each other.

That's right, the fat woman in the golden silk dress standing in the center of the podium is our homeroom teacher, a famous demon-level teacher in Gaoyang High School, a knowledge sower with a huge figure, who has created countless teaching brilliance for the school, and even the principal will give three points of thin face - Xing Houma!!