Chapter 50: Welcome to Class F

In just half a day, Yin Wushuang went from a popular new queen to a scumbag who was expelled from Class B to Class F.

The change is awkward.

Yin Wushuang after the transformation has become a mystery, but this does not hinder her popularity at school.

At least when she packed up her things and left Class B, there were many boys in the same class who chatted about regret and sent her away with a sigh.

After Yin Wushuang left, Ruan Ling felt that her mood fluctuations for half a day felt like a roller coaster!

Good! This is the end that Yin Wushuang should have! Although she Ruan Ling is a little ugly, where are the results?

Deserve!

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Walking on the tree-lined path, Yin Wushuang flipped through the memories in his mind and looked for this place called Class F.

Class F is in Ouran and is a legendary class.

The members of this class made all the teachers hateful, and the students in other classes were ashamed, even the sweeping aunt knew that Class F was a spicy chicken gathering class.

That's a bunch of scum, retarded, imbecile, hopeless students.

They act perversely and violently, have an indistinguishable personality, and go crazy, even cutting down teachers.

The newspaper once said that Class F is a group of students with psychological distortions, and after leaving school, they will also harm society.

Then the person who posted this news report was beaten to the ICU ward of the hospital by members of Team F the next day, and it is said that he has not woken up until now.

Class F is quarantined in Ourlan.

The classrooms of classes A to E are all on the third floor of the teaching building, but the classrooms of class F are excluded and arranged in the dilapidated teaching building.

Many teachers fear for their lives, and every time they find various excuses to skip class and not teach, the F class becomes more and more unattended, and the grades are getting worse and worse.

This is not a good place for ordinary people.

But for Yin Wushuang......

"Yin Wushuang! Hey, it's not a rumor, you really came to our F class? Han Li sat on the podium of Class F, crossed Erlang's legs, and held a cigarette in his mouth.

The little brother on the side hurriedly handed over the lighter and lit it for him, and then his voice was full of admiration: "Brother Dali!" I'll help you light a cigarette! ”

Other younger brothers also poured up:

"Brother Dali, do you want to drink water?"

"What do you want to eat at noon?"

The corners of Yin Wushuang's eyes twitched.

Han Li is the boss of Class F, which means ......

"Have you seen Yin Wushuang? She's your big brother's go-to-behold! Han Li spit out a smoke ring, came out with a trick, pointed at Yin Wushuang and smiled.

Immediately after, the little brothers were shocked.

"What? Big brother's worship? ”

"Isn't this the new popular queen?"

"Hold the grass, grow strongly!"

The person who said this was rewarded by Han Li with a fried chestnut, "How did the stinky boy speak?" ”

Surrounded by everyone, Han Li jumped down from the podium, with a ruffian smile on his face, and stretched out his arms.

As he moved, his baggy uniform unfurled in mid-air, like a waving flag.

"Welcomeβ€”"

He turned his head to look at the blackboard at the back of the classroom.

The younger brothers smiled enthusiastically, honestly and straightforwardly, hooked their shoulders one by one, and looked very intimate.

Yin Wushuang followed their gaze and also looked at the blackboard at the back of the classroom.

The blackboard is very large, covering almost the entire wall, with black as the base, red chalk as the words, two large characters, come into view.

- Hell.

"Welcome to ...... Hell! Han Li's voice carried a hint of inexplicable emotion.

When the word hell was spoken, the smiles of the younger brothers became brighter, innocent, and the so-called anger in the rumors was diametrically opposed.

Yin Wushuang carried his schoolbag on one shoulder, found an empty place to do it, and his voice was flat: "Hmm." ”

There is no fluctuation in the beautiful face, no timidity or novelty, no joy or disappointment.

It's not like everyone who has been deported to Class F.