Nangong Min walked out of the classroom alone, no one dared to say anything, and no one dared to block the road in front of him, the crowd just kept separating and closing, and only when he could no longer see the lonely and lonely figure clearly, did it become noisy again......

"Didn't I say, what's the situation?" A girl in the crowd muttered in wonder.

"Yes, this Nangong Min...... I shouldn't have anything to do with that transfer student, but I'm really getting more and more incomprehensible......." the other girl replied.

Today, Nangong Min suddenly appeared at the school, and the target under his anger was not anyone else, but a transfer student who seemed to have nothing to do with this matter.

Although the identity of this transfer student is still the biggest mystery of Shiguang High School, Nangong Min's attitude is still so confusing and confusing.

Could it be that this matter really has anything to do with that transfer student named Luo Xichen?

"Hey, do you say, will it ......." A voice sounded silently in the crowd, carrying everyone's questions and a conjecture that everyone was gradually forming in their hearts.

Although the man didn't really say anything, almost everyone could guess what he was trying to say.

Unless this transfer student has some ulterior relationship with Nangong Min, otherwise, none of this makes sense.

"Won't you...... If that's really the case, let's not talk about Kim Nam-hoon's attitude, Nam Gong-min's attitude shouldn't have been like that at the beginning. Someone denied it.

The crowd was a little silent, and everyone felt that this bold assumption was very unreasonable, but Nangong Min's attitude and words today were even more unreasonable.

In the third class of the second year of Shiguang High School, Luo Xichen kept looking at the direction where Nangong Min's lonely figure disappeared outside the door, silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

Bang! A sudden sound sounded in the noisy space, and everyone in the classroom fell silent for a moment, and they all looked at the young man in the corner of the classroom who suppressed his anger and kicked over the table and chair in front of him.

Kim Nam-hoon didn't have any expression on his face, but the terrifying aura he exuded around him at this time made everyone hold their breath and dare not say a word.

"Can anyone tell me what happened?" Kim Nam-hoon took a deep breath and forcibly calmed himself down.

The whole classroom was silent, and no one dared to answer his question first, because no one was sure that the anger of the other party would burn on their bodies.

The atmosphere in the classroom became eerie, like a volcano that could erupt at any moment, and it made people feel palpitations.

Luo Xichen stood there silent for a long time, probably guessing something, wanting to say something, but he didn't know how to speak, and he didn't know what to say.

The bell rang abruptly, echoing in this space, and just when everyone in the second and third classes thought that the matter was finally coming to an end, a rush of footsteps rushed in, breaking the strange silence.

Lin Xia rushed in from outside the classroom door, directly crashing into all the people and things that stood in the way, looking extremely anxious, his whole face was red, and the thin sweat on his face was oozing slightly, full of anxiety.

"Where's Nangong Min?! Didn't you say he just went back to the classroom?! Before Lin Xia could stop, he spoke without stopping.

"Lin Xia?" Luo Xichen looked at Lin Xia, who was breathing rapidly, and just wanted to ask something, but was preempted by another voice.

"What the hell is going on?"

Lin Xia was stunned for a moment when he listened to Kim Nam-hoon's words, and only after a moment did he suddenly come back to his senses.

"Didn't you all get that message?"