Your bully is studying (12)
According to the school's rules, parents are not allowed to stay in the school for too long, after all, they are not kindergarten children.
Therefore, even if the front desk lady, the temporary parent, is not worried about Yun Feng, she can only leave one step at a time.
The moment she stepped out of the school gate, she suddenly had the same anxiety as many parents.
Like what:
Her cub seems to be a little withdrawn, what if she can't make friends?
And for this, the front desk lady's worries are completely unnecessary, because Yun Feng doesn't have the slightest intention of making friends.
She just wanted to lose herself in the endless space-time and then find everything so she could go back to fighting.
Look at how planned she is and arranges everything in vain.
The front desk lady left with a hundred worries, leaving Yunfeng alone in the classroom, continuing to exude a strange aura.
The students who reported on the report are still entering the classroom one after another.
Not surprisingly, as soon as I walked in, I felt a gloomy meaning that was difficult to ignore, and the source of that gloomy aura was the girl sitting in the middle of the classroom.
The girl seemed to be waiting for someone.
Seeing that he didn't match the number, he turned his head impatiently.
The student who was stared at had a feeling of the rest of his life, a drop of cold sweat appeared on the corner of his forehead, and the original anticipation for the new semester turned into fear at the moment.
It wasn't until the moment when the class bell was about to ring that Yun Feng saw the male protagonist of this world.
Looking at the figure at the door.
Her gaze is not good.
Very good.
made her wait for so long, but this person actually stepped into class! She didn't step on the point to enter the class, is it possible to think that the male protagonist can be more dragged than her?
As Yun Feng's mood deteriorated, the gloomy meaning in the classroom became more and more intense.
It was so cold that the students' teeth began to chatter.
It is a long distance from the countryside to the county seat, and Jiang Wenlin got into the car yesterday and did not arrive near the county seat until this morning.
After rushing to the bus stop, he found that he couldn't wait for the bus, so in order not to be late, Jiang Wenlin had to retreat and ride a bicycle. But when I was riding, I pushed the chain off too hard, and finally repaired the chain before I could report to the classroom before class.
The boy stood at the door of the classroom, his forehead covered with sweat and his face still covered with black oil from the repair of chains.
In the original plot, his appearance was made fun of by the whole class, but now, because of Yun Feng's human figure town machine, no one in the classroom dared to speak out.
It's as quiet as a graveyard.
Why a cemetery?
Jiang Wenlin didn't know either, but he felt that the word was inexplicably compatible.
"I'm sorry teacher." Jiang Wenlin bowed deeply to the people on the podium. "I'm ...... late"
According to the normal development of the plot.
On the first day of school, the head teacher will be annoyed by the bear children in the class, and then anger Jiang Wenlin.
But now, because of that terrifying atmosphere, those demon kings of the mixed world didn't dare to make a fuss at all, and they were like a group of two-hundred-pound dogs, obediently nesting in their seats, worrying about how much they wanted.
In this case, the head teacher will naturally not have nothing to do to embarrass the students.
I saw him holding his mobile phone in one hand, quickly added the contact information of the front desk lady, and then opened his mouth with a casual expression, asking Jiang Wenlin to find a place to sit down.
A very common sentence.
But I don't know where it broke Jiang Wenlin's heart again.
He clenched his fists, lowered his head, his lips trembled slightly, as if he had been greatly humiliated, and took a few deep breaths before he answered with a low yes, turned around and walked towards his seat.