Chapter 84: Anger doesn't have to be a fight

The teaching building where the elite class is located is located on the west side of Anhe Middle School, covering an area of not small, with independent gardens, canteens and accommodation buildings, a total of three small buildings, two for accommodation and one for teaching buildings.

In addition to the regular classrooms, there are also multi-purpose classrooms such as a library, activity room, and indoor gymnasium.

There are only a few classrooms where classes are actually held.

It is very convenient to bring people to block people.

Because there are only two classes in the elite class of the second year of high school, it is on the second floor.

The students in the elite class are all students who have reached the A level in physical fitness and mental strength, and the number is very small, and the number of students in the two classes together is only 42, 20 in class A and 22 in class B.

"What are you doing here?"

The teacher, who was in the classroom, saw that Yule instinctively disliked it, stopped teaching, and asked loudly.

There are two doors in the front and back of the classroom, and there is also a half-section window in the middle wall, through which the teacher can clearly see more than a dozen students standing outside the classroom, blocking both doors with a fierce momentum.

Although they didn't disturb the class, the posture looked like they were looking for trouble.

Yu Le ignored it, and the students in Class 8 next to him naturally didn't say anything, but their eyes kept staring at the students in the classroom.

The students of the elite A class looked very self-disciplined, and they didn't have any curious expressions when they saw them, they just looked outside the door twice, and then looked at the podium in front of them, calmly as if the students standing outside the door were not here to find fault, but a group of inconsequential passers-by.

"Teacher, you've wasted 2 minutes." Wu Muze, the class leader, interrupted the teacher's questioning.

His attitude angered Ma Weiwei at the door, "What do you mean?" โ€

But Wu Muze didn't even give her a look, and continued: "The time in our class is very precious, not to talk nonsense with irrelevant people. Teacher, you have wasted our study time. โ€

"You...... Look for death! โ€

Yu Le dragged the furious Ma Weiwei back and looked at him gloomily.

Wu Muze, the president of the elite A class, the first in the whole grade in terms of comprehensive scores, has a very high physique and mental strength, physical fitness S level, mental power A9 level, is the most promising talent student in Anhe Middle School, and has been signed by the first school in Beijing, is Wang Li's heart, who dares to touch him, Wang Li will definitely let him get out of Anhe Middle School.

"Sister Yu, look at him......" Ma Weiwei couldn't get angry.

Ju Le glanced at the elites in the classroom who claimed to be geniuses and had always looked down on ordinary class students, and sneered: "Don't talk nonsense with him, some people won't even be second in the future." โ€

Wu Muze's face was slightly gloomy, and the second was referring to the physical fitness test, he and Yu Le were both S-level physiques, but his assessment results had always been worse than Yu Le. In addition to the teacher, only the person who is also in the S-level exam knows about this matter.

Those few people are not talkative people, so few people in the school know that Yule is a gifted student with S-level physique.

Wu Muze's fingers holding the pen were a little white.

At this time, the bell rang suddenly.

"Jingle bellโ€”"

The students in Class A did not move, and the students in Class 8 immediately stepped forward to block the front and back doors of the two classes.

This made the instructor directly anxious, "What are you going to do?" โ€

"What not to do? I just want to talk to a villain who spreads rumors behind his back. Stand out for those of you who live in the Garden of the Famous House. Yu Le leaned against the door and sneered.

But none of the students in Class A moved, and Yu Le glanced at all of them and continued, "Don't let me look down on you elites who claim to be geniuses. โ€

Wu Muze looked serious and asked very rationally: "What evidence do you have to prove that our elite class students spread rumors?" โ€

Ma Weiwei took the lead and said: "No, who else dares to spread rumors about our sister behind your back?" โ€

"Jokes."

Wu Muze snorted coldly and replied with some disdain: "Do you think we will pay attention to the daily life of you people?" To be honest, we rarely go to the campus network, which only wastes our study time. Besides, what is there about Yule that is worth spreading rumors about? Fight badly? Or dominate Anhe Middle School? โ€

This was said quite unkindly, not only did Yu Le change his face, but Ma Weiwei and other Class 8 students led by Yu Le went violently in an instant.

Ma Weiwei couldn't help it, and rushed directly into the classroom, about to beat someone.

"I'm giving you face, aren't I?"

Wu Muze was not afraid at all, and when she rushed over, her eyes quickly flashed with a fine light, and at the same time, her palms clenched into fists, ready to give her a profound lesson, letting her know that not everyone in the elite A class of Anhe Middle School can challenge.

But before she could rush over, she was grabbed by the arm by the instructor, "What are you going to do?" Want to hit someone in front of the teacher? Is there still a school rule in mind? โ€

"Then did your teachers take us students seriously?" Ma Weiwei suddenly turned her head and shouted, holding back her anger, she pointed at the students in class A and yelled: "Why are our ordinary class students framed, and they don't even have the right to investigate, and as long as they are wronged, they can't wait to be told by the whole school?" Is it because we are not as talented and accomplished as they are? โ€

The teacher was stunned by this sudden roar, and only after half a loud voice did he say, "This classmate, you calm down first." If there is anything you can ask the teacher. โ€

"Huh...... Go and tell Director Wang to go. Ma Weiwei shook off his hand and glared at the students in Class A viciously, "Who's from Mingfu Garden, stand up!" Don't let me look it up one by one. โ€

But the students in the elite class were still unmoved, and the indifference on their faces stung Ma Weiwei's sensitive heart.

"Damn, are you dumb?" Ma Weiwei kicked the podium table, and the loud sound shook people's hearts, but it couldn't shake the Class A students in front of them at all.

It's like they're watching an uninterested clown show, with a cold face and mockery in their eyes.

Ma Weiwei's eyes turned red, clenched her fists, and rushed to the nearest Class A student with a shout.

was about to swing a fist, but this time she was stopped again, Ma Weiwei was so angry that she threw a backhand punch, facing Ji Ning's handsome face.

"If you want to get angry, force is inferior, and besides, you can't beat him."

After Ji Ning finished speaking, he withdrew the foot that kicked at the student in class A, and the sole of his shoe was only 1cm away from his face.

The boy on the other side looked shocked, and Mu Ran's face was full of incredulity.

When did this man come?

It was so fast that he couldn't even react.

He slowly lowered his outstretched hand, and opened a safe distance from Ji Ning with vigilant eyes.

If it weren't for her sudden kick, he could have directly removed Ma Weiwei's arm now.

"Sister Ning......"

"You all go back."

Ji Ning glanced at the Class 8 students behind him, let go of Ma Weiwei's arm, and casually glanced at the Class A students, and his tone was extremely flat: "The elite class is nothing more than that." โ€

"What did you say?"

Someone finally gave a reaction.

But Ji Ning didn't even give a look, raised his hand to hook Ma Weiwei's neck, and while walking out of the classroom, he taught: "He is deliberately provoking you, waiting for you to do it first, so that he can beat you openly." โ€

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Wu Muze hadn't seen Ji Ning, and even when she made a move just now, she didn't see when she appeared.

Suddenly the alarm bell sounded.

Speak up: "Wait a minute, who are you?" โ€

"Ask your classmate, Qin Muyao."

A girl sitting in the middle of the classroom suddenly turned pale, and her fingers nervously pinched her hakama.

The classmates around her all looked at her, which made her panic, pretended to be calm, and stabilized her voice: "What are you telling me to do?" I don't know you. โ€

Hearing this, Ji Ning stopped, glanced back at her, the corners of his mouth rose, but his voice did not have a trace of warmth.

"Next time, dare to secretly photograph us, chop off your hand!"

(End of chapter)