Zhang Fuzi was not responsible for teaching schoolwork, and seeing that she was in a good state of mind and was not affected in the slightest, he calmed down and quietly withdrew from the classroom.

As soon as he left, the classroom exploded.

There was a lot of noise, and the ill-intentioned eyes did not leave Ye Xiuyan's left and right.

Ye Xiuyan turned a deaf ear, as if she had her own isolation barrier and was isolated from the world.

Her poise is seen by those with malicious intentions as contempt, a silent provocation.

The already disgruntled people were even more excited, and some people even got up from their seats and converged on her from all directions.

"Hey, what's your name?"

A foot in a boot kicked her desk, and the arrogant and domineering action made the desk rattle and almost overturn.

Ye Xiuyan raised her eyes, glanced at the provocateur, seemed to disdain to argue with her, dragged the desk back to its original position, and lowered her head to read again.

"Are you so deaf?"

The provocateur was deeply stimulated, kicked over again, and scolded: "Sister asked you something, but you dared not answer." ”

"The second time."

When Ye Xiuyan kicked on the desk, she held the book to avoid it, and three words floated out of the corners of her lips.

"What?"

The provocateur didn't hear clearly and kicked again.

The desk rattled, drifted off its place, and slammed into the wall.

"I said, for the third time."

Ye Xiuyan sneered, and asked instead of answering: "Have you ever heard of a sentence that is repeated over and over again?" ”

Before she could reply, she snapped her fingers and shot out a wisp of dust.

The provocateur inhales the dust, closes his eyes, and leans straight back.

"Ahh

Screams rang out, and the students gathered around were overly frightened and scattered.

Fortunately, there was one person who was still righteous, and caught the man's body and didn't let her fall to the ground.

"Whoever wants to be like her, just come."

Ye Xiuyan clapped her hands comfortably, and she was calm: "This girl doesn't mind wasting some more drugs, let you lie down for a few hours like her." ”

"You, you, don't be arrogant."

"This is the Supervision Academy, the Academy has the rules of the Academy, and the masters will not allow you to act recklessly."

The students who gathered to provoke looked at her like ghosts, and some people were unwilling to be frustrated and took the opportunity to intimidate.

"Oh?"

Ye Xiuyan sneered and asked disdainfully: "So you know that the academy has rules?" Isn't it a crime to commit a crime with a knowing offense? ”

"You wait."

The intimidator was angry: "I'll go and tell the Master." ”

"Go ahead."

Ye Xiuyan waved her hand like a fly, and said by the way: "You'd better carry her out too, it's too much of an eyesore to lie in the classroom." ”

"You"

The man stomped his foot and ran out like a gust of wind.

It didn't take long for Master Zhang to go and return, with cold sweat on his forehead, he glanced at Ye Xiuyan with a complicated expression, and ordered someone to carry the unconscious student out.

Bai Bing carried his hands behind his back, floated back, entered the classroom and came straight to Ye Xiuyan, was silent for a while, dropped a sentence, and then turned around and left.

"Don't make too much ......"

*

The classroom was silent, and all the students stretched out their ears and heard the dean's words clearly.

The dean actually shielded her!

There was no punishment, so she was allowed to act recklessly.

What is the relationship between the two?

This and this are too scary, right?

The students who originally wanted to watch a good show changed their eyes.

Looking at Ye Xiuyan's gaze, it was full of scrutiny and suspicion, as well as a trace of unspeakable fear that gushed out from the depths of her heart.