Immediately, in the frightened gaze of everyone, he pulled Su Lili and quietly slipped out of the classroom through the back door.

The two black-clad bodyguards were trained to lift up the toppled table, chair and bench and put them back in place.

Before leaving, he pretended to glare at Liu Wenli and Ye Yilan fiercely, full of warning.

So, when the dean was let in, everyone sat in their places in a proper manner.

The black ink on the floor and the scattered red blood were blocked by the human table.

The students sat quietly in their seats, some reading books, some memorizing English words, and some drawing......

It's as if nothing had just happened.

"Who was making a noise just now, stand up for myself!"

The teaching director "Old Butterfly" raised his triangular eyes and looked around for a week, and roared fiercely.

No one spoke, no one paid attention to him, and no one dared to hit Jiang Yueling's little report.

Ye Yilan and Liu Wenli had already returned to their seats at this time, lying quietly on the table.

"Old Butterfly" yelled a few words, but no one paid attention to him, let alone stood up for Ye Yilan and Liu Wenli.

Just kidding, who is Jiang Yueling?

That's the little witch who is famous in the imperial capital.

Didn't you see that the eldest lady of the Ye family didn't even dare to breathe in front of her!

They would rather offend the Dean of Students and the Principal than offend her.

Everyone knows that offending the president and director will change the university at most.

But if you offend this little aunt, then the entire imperial capital doesn't have to be mixed!

Although the Jiang family protects Jiang Yueling's identity very well, there are very few people in the school who know her true identity.

But because of her surname and the pomp and circumstance of traveling on weekdays, no one in the school dared to oppose her.

The Jiang family, who stands at the pinnacle of national power, is not at all comparable to ordinary wealthy families.

Students who can go to school at the Imperial Capital Film and Television Academy are either rich or expensive at home.

Such people know the rules of survival in the imperial capital.

In the quiet classroom, Ye Yilan lay quietly in his place, his hands clenched into fists, and his eyes were full of hatred.

Su Lili! Su Lili!

How dare you humiliate me like this, I must let you die a good death!

Ye Yilan's eyes flashed with a hint of gloomy light, and then he took out his mobile phone and sent a mysterious message.

The attached is a photo of Su Lili, and there is only one word in the message.

Kill!

Su Lili, aren't you very proud, I want to see, if you don't have a life, how can you continue to fight against me!

The sharp nails sinked into the flesh, and Ye Yilan's eyes suddenly flashed with a smug light.

"Woo woo woo ......"

Liu Wenli was lying on the seat, her hand cut by the glass was shaking, her right face was high and swollen, and her body was covered in pitch-black ink.

The whole person doesn't know how embarrassed it is.

When the people around her looked at her, their eyes were full of disdain, like a sharp dagger cutting at her body.

But considering Jiang Yueling's words just now, she didn't even dare to cry.

It wasn't until the dean of instruction was gone that she cautiously escaped from the classroom and went to the infirmary.

On this day, everyone present knew one thing.

Su Lili doesn't just have a good-looking face, her origin and background are not only mysterious, but also very powerful.

It was so powerful that for a while, no one dared to explore and excavate.

Just kidding, who would dare to move the person covered by Jiang Yueling, the first witch of the imperial capital?