Since the beginning of the Ninth Middle War, the entire Ninth Middle School has been in an atmosphere shrouded in sadness. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The original three major student aid organizations, the elites of Qingyun Road were almost wiped out under the deliberate blow of the ladder to the sky, and even Lin Yuyan died in chaos. The backbone of the ladder to heaven was beaten a few times by the teachers of the ninth middle school who came later, and most of them were annihilated after running a few times, although the champion pavilion was clear and protected his life, but the branch president actually intended to murder the granddaughter of the principal of the twenty-first middle school, and he succeeded in it. As a result, the remaining members of the Champion Pavilion were blacklisted by the Zhang family, and a complaint was filed in the court of Shancheng University, and most of the backbone were expected to be imprisoned.

If you don't count the first-year students, the entire No. 9 Middle School has almost become a paradise for scumbags.

The number of students who awakened their mental power has dropped from nearly 200 to 35 now. The ninth middle school can be described as a great loss of vitality. Fortunately, the first-year freshmen were not affected too much.

Although most of the first-year freshmen have not yet awakened their mental power, their potential is not small, and the known Lin Xiaoran and Sun Haoran have undoubtedly become the two most popular figures in the first grade.

Lin Xiaoran is the first to study and the first to awaken the existence of mental power, while Sun Haoran won the favor of most of his first-year classmates by virtue of his performance in battle.

But now, things have taken a turn for the better, and Luo Jiang, who suddenly returned to school, although he has always claimed that his spiritual nest is torn, he actually brought back the head of the royal power.

Under the propaganda of Lin Yantang in the Ninth Middle School, the image of the king has completely turned into a traitor lurking among the human race, a pervert who tries to subvert the human regime, a murderer who takes slaughter as fun, and the enemy of life and death for everyone in the Ninth Middle School.

The enemy of life and death died, and he was stabbed by his own classmates. One can imagine how popular Luo Jiang was.

As for Xu Fan, he disappeared under Lin Yantang's deliberate cover-up. All the credit belongs to Luo Jiang alone.

A man fights wits and courage with the king, a man discovers that the kingship is bluffing, a person thinks of the kingship as a snake, and a person kills the king's own hands.

Under Lin Yantang's deliberate myth, Luo Jiang has completely gotten rid of the notoriety of the pervert.

"Luo Liang!" Mr. Xue, the head teacher, walked into the class and saw Luo Jiang at first sight.

"Are you healed, can you come to school?"

Teacher Xue graduated from high school, and as an ordinary woman who had never been in contact with combat, she hardly played an active role during the Ninth Central War. Because before the war began, Mr. Xue's eyes were black and he fainted first. Of course, this is also the reason why Mr. Xue was able to save his life.

As a high school graduate, you can imagine how Teacher Xue felt when he heard that the culprit who caused the bloodbath in Ninth Middle School was actually killed by one of his students.

Surprise, excitement, pride, fear, doubt, maybe both, but Mr. Xue still feels relieved the most.

Teacher Xue felt that Luo Jiang was worthy of his expectations of him. Although the mental nest was torn, it still failed to shatter his dreams.

It is precisely because after the Ninth Middle School War, more than half of the teachers were killed and injured, so many teachers, including Luo Jiang's third class, have changed their faces, the second and third grade classes are merged, and the teachers are making every effort to build the first grade. Therefore, some excellent teachers were transferred to the one-year group by Lin Yantang to enrich the teachers of the one-year group. In many classes, even the homeroom teacher has changed.

"Hehe... Thank you teacher for your concern, it's all right. Luo Jiang stood up with a smile and bowed to Teacher Xue.

"I think it's right that we should all bow to you, thank you for avenging everyone!

"Yes!" the students' responses shook the floor.

Subsequently, more than 60 people in a class got up collectively and bowed deeply to Luo Jiang.

Even Sun Haoran, who had always held a grudge against Luo Jiang, stood up and bowed reverently to Luo Jiang.

It's just that Sun Haoran's bow not only made him completely let go of the guilt he felt for Luo Jiang in his heart, but also began the prelude to his confrontation with Luo Jiang.

"I admire what you did in killing the king, but in Qionglian, I will never forgive you! snatch my beloved Xiaolian, I must make you pay the price!" Sun Haoran's eyes slowly became resolute. The voice in my heart is shouting.

is different from Luo Jiang's admiration, he is also the hero who killed the king's power, and even in Luo Jiang and Xu Fan's own narratives, Xu Fan's credit is much greater than Luo Jiang's, but at this moment, Xu Fan not only did not receive the admiration of the public, but hid silently in the laboratory provided by Lin Yantang alone.

The thing in front of Xu Fan was the little monkey who had been wrapped in a cloth and ran for a few kilometers.

At this moment, the little monkey has been dismembered piece by piece by Xu Fan with a scalpel.

One precious material after another was put into a special container by Xu Fan for preservation.

"Hey, the experimental environment is really poor, so there is no way to complete it as soon as possible, I don't know when the laboratory promised by Lin Lao Ghost will be delivered. Xu Fan muttered quietly.

"Well, I think this matter is indeed suspicious!"

At the same time, in the conference room on the top floor of the teaching building of the Ninth Middle School, Lin Yantang, who had been thinking for a long time, finally spoke, but unfortunately it was only a suspicious sentence that he spit out.

"Father, I wonder if you should send someone to monitor these two little guys?" Lin Qiuping suggested.

Losing his favorite granddaughter, Lin Yantang didn't feel sorry at all. But Lin Qiuping, who lost her niece, is not as cold-blooded as her father, Lin Qiuping now thinks about seizing the royal power and promotion all the time, and slashing the enemy.

"No, I think Xu Fan's little guy is too vigilant, as for Luo Liang, I think it's still under control for the time being, so there's no need to monitor, just tell Luo Jiang's head teacher and classroom teacher to pay attention. It's better not to alarm them, at least not yet. Lin Yantang's deep eyes looked at the snow-white wall opposite, but he was actually unfocused.

"Oh, by the way, in public, please call me principal, thank you. Lin Yantang was still expressionless.

But Lin Qiuping knew that her father was a little angry, but she wasn't sure whether it was because she accidentally called his father, or because of Luo Jiang and Xu Fan.

"Headmaster, look at this memory..."

Although he knew that Lin Yantang was angry, Lin Qiuping had to be ready to anger his father again, after all, it had been dragging on like this, and the middle and senior levels of the entire Ninth Middle School had been unable to complete even the most basic teaching tasks after a long time.

"Well, okay, let's dismiss the meeting, after everyone goes back, teach and educate people well, don't cause any more trouble, okay, I'm tired too, you all go!" Lin Yantang still looked at the snow-white wall in front of him without focus. There was already a lot of impatience in his tone.

Lin Qiuping and a group of middle-level and high-level people in the ninth middle school are all good at observing words and feelings, how can they not know that Lin Yantang is in a bad mood now? After getting the order, he immediately packed up his things and walked in, and after a while, the conference room was clean, leaving Lin Yantang still staring blankly at the snow-white wall in front of him.