Chapter 42: Blackened Bamboo Horse is a Scholar (5)

After enduring it for a long time, Xia Ling just wanted to wait and fight back in front of Gu Qian.

"Slap", this crisp slap sound, made all the girls in the corridor stunned.

Before she could react, Xia Ling neatly and ruthlessly pulled the girl's hair, kicked her to the ground, and kicked the girl in the stomach twice.

That crazy look, even if the girls next to them reacted, no one dared to fight easily.

However, the girl who was beaten hit the ground with the back of her head, making a loud sound, and was beaten one after another, and the pain made her extremely conscious.

"Murder! Kill! She screamed, and the girls around her woke up from a dream and rushed out to find a teacher to administer justice.

And Xia Ling also withdrew his hand, but the expression on his face was extremely indifferent.

The math teacher hurriedly came, and at first glance, he saw Xia Ling's hair slightly messy, and the girl on the ground curled up into a shrimp in pain.

"Xia Ling!" The math teacher was furious, "You are so bold that you actually got into a fight at school!" ”

"Wang Qianqian, Li Yun, you help Zhou Xiaozhu to go to the school doctor's office. Xia Ling, you call me a parent, come to my office first! ”

The crowd around was full, and they were all watching the excitement.

Xia Ling looked at the math teacher's angry and distorted face, and suddenly her eyes moved, and she smelled Gu Qian's presence in the crowd of onlookers.

His breath was faint, but it was in the crowd around him, a place she couldn't see.

"Teacher Li, forget about the rest. Zhou Xiaozhu insulted my brother, my brother and I were innocent, but she insulted us with extremely dirty words! ”

"No matter where you are, scold me, scold my brother, absolutely not! If Zhou Xiaozhu was next to me, he would dare to scold my brother, even if he apologized, I should beat her or do it! ”

……

Xia Ling's eyes were cold, and his calm aura forced the math teacher to speak.

But in front of such a person, the math teacher couldn't hold his face, snorted coldly, and forced himself to hold on to the field, turned around and left.

Xia Ling followed him, and wherever he passed, the crowd automatically split into two halves, passing through the corridor, and what she received along the way was still the discussion of the classes along the road.

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Wait for Xia Ling to be brought into the office.

Before I entered, I saw a tall and gentle boy in a school uniform, holding a stack of test papers, waiting at the door of the office.

"Teacher Li, the director of education asked you to help you take a look at this test paper, the director is going to have an open class in the afternoon, so ask me to bring these to you." Turning around, the light shrouded Gu Qian's body became dim.

Backlit, Xia Ling could only see the deep outline.

But Gu Qian's voice was like a clear bamboo tapping a jade plate, with a peaceful aftertaste, so that Xia Ling's ears were pregnant.

"It's Gu Qian, okay, I know!" The math teacher opened the office door and invited Gu Qian in.

Gu Qian was not polite, so he followed in.

Xia Ling followed behind him.

The math teacher's office is a separate cubicle with bookshelves, desks, and office utensils.

Three people stood inside, somewhat crowded.

Especially Gu Qian, who is half a head taller than the math teacher, about more than 1.8 meters, standing there is especially oppressive.

"Okay, put the information here, I'll take a look later, Gu Qian, you are very good, remember to go back and help me talk to the dean, I will be fine at noon, and I will send it to him when the time comes." The math teacher said kindly.