Twenty minutes later, the first half of the video was over.

Jun Shen turned off the 3D projector, turned around and walked out, "Excuse me, you continue." ”

After he left, Yin Xue'er became the target of everyone.

"It's not me! Not me! Yin Xue'er hurriedly waved her hand, her face was pale and terrifying, "I was framed!" Definitely! ”

Han Li sneered, "Yin Xue'er, you have a big face? Let Emperor Jing come to the monarch to frame you, where does the confidence come from? ”

At that moment, Yin Xue'er's face turned purple.

"Cher, why did you do that!" Yan Ziye followed, there was no tenderness in his eyes, only disappointment.

"Midnight, I'...... I ......" Yin Xue'er rolled her eyes and fainted.

The school doctor rushed over again and carried Yin Xue'er out.

Now even if everyone wants to investigate, they can't find anyone to investigate.

Yan Ziye calmed his face and bent slightly to Yin Wushuang: "I apologize to you for Xue'er!" ”

"You have a big face?" Yin Wushuang's willow eyebrows were frivolous, and he mocked back after learning Han Li's words.

Yan Ziye's mouth was pursed, and the anger in his eyes flashed, but he also knew that this matter was indeed his fiancée's fault.

"I'm sorry!" He bent over again, this time against the F-class players.

In addition to him, the other members of the basketball team also bent down one after another to apologize for Yin Xueer's stupid behavior.

Only then did Han Li and the others feel a little more comfortable in their hearts, after all, they could see the high campus male god Yan bowing in the middle of the night.

At least this serious attitude is worthy of praise, isn't it?

Han Li whispered in Yin Wushuang's ear, "If you don't want this trophy, I have an idea." ”

"Do what feels right to you." Yin Wushuang probably guessed what Han Li wanted to do, and his voice was cold and replied with a faint seven words.

Han Li took the trophy, jumped off the podium with a smile, and walked towards Yan Zhongye, who was still bending down and bowing.

"Take this trophy." Han Li said: "Although Yin Xue'er is mentally retarded, she is right, Class F will not win the championship if you go to represent the school, you are indeed better than us." ”

Yan Ziye raised his head, and his face was a little puzzled.

It wasn't just him who was puzzled, but several teachers were puzzled.

Why not, a championship that has been worked so hard for?

"In this knockout game, maybe you are playing basketball, and our F class is playing dignity."

"You-"

"The most direct way to thank you is to come back with a ranking and win glory for the school, needless to say." Throwing the trophy into Yan Ziye's arms, Han Li returned the same way.

Yan Ziye suddenly felt that the trophy in his hand was very hot, and what was even hotter than the trophy was his heart!

"Han Li! If you have received professional guidance, you are no worse than us! ”

Han Li waved his hand casually and left behind Yin Wushuang.

One teacher said to herself, "I don't think Class F is so scary." ”

The other female teachers nodded again and again: "It's really impressive!" ”

The principal also smiled with relief, and for the first time doubted whether the original class placement policy was correct.

When good students come together, they really get better and better?

When bad students gather in one place, do they really get worse and worse?

The quality of a student should not be determined by the grades of several courses!

In addition to the teacher, many students also showed admiration for Han Li.

When he walked back from the podium, a mineral water bottle flew towards Han Li, "Hey, treat you!" ”

This man used to look down on everyone in Class F.

Immediately afterward, countless things smashed over, including snacks, flowers, and drinks.

"Catch it!"

"Prize for you"

"I'm happy, I'll give you something to eat! Ah, don't look at me! ”

"Well, I hope you can take my flower ......"

"And mine!"