I felt that my father was deliberately showing off by calling me and telling me that he slept with drunk Aunt Ren all night.
"Da Vinci is the boss of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles! He wields two swords!"
Only then did the class become quiet, and the history teacher nodded gratefully to Shusha—a history teacher in her 40s, she was no better than the head teacher Yu, and she often couldn't control her students.
After Zhuang Ni took two steps, the history teacher remembered that she was in class.
It is said that black makes you slimmer. Zhuang Ni came in all black and stood against the background of the snow-white wall, which made her look even thinner than usual, even to the ethereal state. It would not be surprising if she immediately started to float.
I asked my father how Aunt Ren reacted to him hugging her to sleep after she sobered up. Dad hesitated and refused to say anything. He probably got beaten by Aunt Ren, but the beating was not serious.
"You, what are you going to do!" The history teacher was frightened.
"Dad, that's enough! I have to go to class! You should hurry up and do some business! Don't forget to take care of the online store business, and practice your cooking skills when you have time! Didn't Aunt Ren say that it's too difficult for you to cook? If I eat, I won’t marry you!”
Because not many people know about his relationship with Aunt Ren. Apart from me, there are probably only Aunt Ren’s father and brother, and Director Cao.
Because not many people know about his relationship with Aunt Ren. Apart from me, there are probably only Aunt Ren’s father and brother, and Director Cao.
"You, what are you going to do!" The history teacher was frightened.
It's not a relationship between husband and wife. You can't show off to someone by sleeping with their daughter or sister all night, unless you want to get beaten.
The history teacher was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He slapped the podium table sadly.
"It's just that the fifth-generation Dante is too frustrated. He is just a left-handed young loser..."
"Hey! What's wrong with you, classmate? You should at least say 'Teacher, I'm late'!"
Zhuang Ni stopped and held her schoolbag as if she were carrying someone's head. She looked at the male history teacher with a look that looked at garbage and said nothing.
It's not a relationship between husband and wife. You can't show off to someone by sleeping with their daughter or sister all night, unless you want to get beaten.
"Da Vinci is the boss of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles! He wields two swords!"
But for some reason, the history teacher was a little obsessed today and had to show Zhuang Ni some color.
It's not a relationship between husband and wife. You can't show off to someone by sleeping with their daughter or sister all night, unless you want to get beaten.
As for Director Cao, although he and his father are friends who talk about everything, but because he is too "talking about everything", the dog's mouth cannot spit out ivory, and he may even laugh at his father for being pedantic and thinking that women I made the right move when I was drunk, but I just spent the whole night hugging him and wasted my hotel money.
As for Director Cao, although he and his father are friends who talk about everything, but because he is too "talking about everything", the dog's mouth cannot spit out ivory, and he may even laugh at his father for being pedantic and thinking that women I made the right move when I was drunk, but I just spent the whole night hugging him and wasted my hotel money.
Zhuang Ni stopped and held her schoolbag as if she were carrying someone's head. She looked at the male history teacher with a look that looked at garbage and said nothing.
"I'm sorry, I will ask Zhuang Ni to write her self-reflection letter before school." The class monitor apologized to the history teacher on behalf of Zhuang Ni.
"Hey! What's wrong with you, classmate? You should at least say 'Teacher, I'm late'!"
I asked my father how Aunt Ren reacted to him hugging her to sleep after she sobered up. Dad hesitated and refused to say anything. He probably got beaten by Aunt Ren, but the beating was not serious.
Zhuang Ni was holding a black schoolbag with a reverse pentagram pattern in one hand, which obviously contained few books. Without saying hello to the history teacher, she walked to her seat in the middle of the classroom.
Unhurried, neither fast nor slow, it is quite similar to the pace of Dante in Devil May Cry, where he wanders among monsters and monsters.
So after thinking about it, the only one I can find to show off is my own son! And you didn’t say it outright to show off, you had to act like you didn’t want to say it, so I asked me to take the initiative—Dad, you’re going too far! If you have time for this, why not get it done and propose to Aunt Ren as soon as possible!
Unhurried, neither fast nor slow, it is quite similar to the pace of Dante in Devil May Cry, where he wanders among monsters and monsters.
The history teacher was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He slapped the podium table sadly.
This section is a history class. There are history textbooks on Xiaoqin's desk, so she doesn't need to read one with me. She feels very sorry for this.
The history teacher had a heavy breath in his chest and was swaying as if he had been hit by Devil May Cry Dante's double spears or the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles' double swords. His face was extremely ugly.
I asked my father how Aunt Ren reacted to him hugging her to sleep after she sobered up. Dad hesitated and refused to say anything. He probably got beaten by Aunt Ren, but the beating was not serious.
During class time, the corridor is quieter than the classroom, but at this moment, the sound of footsteps of leather shoes can be heard in the quiet corridor.
"Students, have any of you heard of the Italian poet Dante's "Divine Comedy"?"
"I know!" Several boys rushed to answer, "Dante is the male protagonist of "Devil May Cry"! The double guns and big sword are so cool!"
As if reading the worry in my expression, Xiaoqin vowed from the side: "Student Ye Lin, you don't have to be afraid, I will protect you from Zhuang Ni!"
Just as the history teacher was about to praise him, someone else continued: "It is said in "The Da Vinci Code" that Leonardo da Vinci was the chief executive of the Eshan Monastery and was responsible for protecting the descendants of Jesus. That's awesome!"
I asked my father how Aunt Ren reacted to him hugging her to sleep after she sobered up. Dad hesitated and refused to say anything. He probably got beaten by Aunt Ren, but the beating was not serious.
Eyes are extremely fragile organs. The history teacher wanted to stop Zhuang Ni, but was afraid that he would be a disservice. So he was at a loss and was trembling all over. He was about to kneel down if he didn't hold on to the podium table.
"Dad, that's enough! I have to go to class! You should hurry up and do some business! Don't forget to take care of the online store business, and practice your cooking skills when you have time! Didn't Aunt Ren say that it's too difficult for you to cook? If I eat, I won’t marry you!”
The history teacher had a heavy breath in his chest and was swaying as if he had been hit by Devil May Cry Dante's double spears or the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles' double swords. His face was extremely ugly.
"Do you know what day today is? Today is September 3rd, the first day of school! And today is also the Victory Day of the Chinese Anti-Japanese War! The democratic party 'Jiusan Society' was named to commemorate this day!"
Dad reluctantly agreed, and I put away my phone and entered the classroom to prepare for the second class.
Sure enough, you won't let me go? Because I kissed the class monitor in front of her and slapped her in the face, is her most important goal when she comes back to class this time actually to kill me
The history teacher who once had a nosebleed because Gong Caicai's breasts exceeded the standard for junior high school students walked up and down the podium, shaking his head and talking about the Italian Renaissance.
Dad reluctantly agreed, and I put away my phone and entered the classroom to prepare for the second class.
But for some reason, the history teacher was a little obsessed today and had to show Zhuang Ni some color.
"That's enough!" The monitor couldn't help but stood up and shouted to Zhuang Ni, "I sent a text message asking you to come back to class, not to tell you to come back and contradict the teacher! Go back to your seat!"
"Do you know what day today is? Today is September 3rd, the first day of school! And today is also the Victory Day of the Chinese Anti-Japanese War! The democratic party 'Jiusan Society' was named to commemorate this day!"
"No." Zhuang Ni continued her efforts to dig out her right eye. "If I don't pay a price, I will be sorry for the revolutionary martyrs who shed their blood."
"Dad, that's enough! I have to go to class! You should hurry up and do some business! Don't forget to take care of the online store business, and practice your cooking skills when you have time! Didn't Aunt Ren say that it's too difficult for you to cook? If I eat, I won’t marry you!”
After Zhuang Ni took two steps, the history teacher remembered that she was in class.
Originally, the matter ended like this, which saved some face for the history teacher. Anyway, the history teacher was not the only one who couldn't defeat Zhuang Ni. Even the dean and the vice principal couldn't afford to offend Zhuang Ni, who was always seeking death.
This section is a history class. There are history textbooks on Xiaoqin's desk, so she doesn't need to read one with me. She feels very sorry for this.
"S-stop! Don't do this in my class! Go back to your seat! You don't have to stand as a punishment!"
The history teacher shuddered, and he probably remembered that this was Zhuang Ni, the big devil who gave all the teachers and students a headache, but for the sake of his teacher's face, he had to criticize Zhuang Ni.
The history teacher shuddered, and he probably remembered that this was Zhuang Ni, the big devil who gave all the teachers and students a headache, but for the sake of his teacher's face, he had to criticize Zhuang Ni.
The history teacher immediately took a step back on the podium, as if he was afraid that Zhuang Ni would shoot a laser from her right eye, or something unscientific.
"Your attitude is disrespectful to all educators! Make me stand in the corridor! You are not allowed to come in to listen to the class!"
The history teacher reprimanded the students, but also did not forget to popularize historical knowledge to everyone. He is really an example of a good teacher in China.
Originally, the matter ended like this, which saved some face for the history teacher. Anyway, the history teacher was not the only one who couldn't defeat Zhuang Ni. Even the dean and the vice principal couldn't afford to offend Zhuang Ni, who was always seeking death.
Dad reluctantly agreed, and I put away my phone and entered the classroom to prepare for the second class.
The history teacher who once had a nosebleed because Gong Caicai's breasts exceeded the standard for junior high school students walked up and down the podium, shaking his head and talking about the Italian Renaissance.
"It's just that the fifth-generation Dante is too frustrated. He is just a left-handed young loser..."
During class time, the corridor is quieter than the classroom, but at this moment, the sound of footsteps of leather shoes can be heard in the quiet corridor.
There is a "don't care about anything" demeanor in her movements, and her whole person looks weird and decadent, with a little bit of nobility and freedom.
Unhurried, neither fast nor slow, it is quite similar to the pace of Dante in Devil May Cry, where he wanders among monsters and monsters.
Before sitting down in the seat she had been away from for a long time, Zhuang Ni glanced in my direction, her eyes containing a strong hatred that did not belong to this world.
In a matter of seconds, like a gust of wind, the monitor moved from the back of the classroom to Zhuang Ni's side. As if arresting a prisoner, he twisted Zhuang Ni's hands behind her back and escorted her back to her seat.
Only then did the class become quiet, and the history teacher nodded gratefully to Shusha—a history teacher in her 40s, she was no better than the head teacher Yu, and she often couldn't control her students.
"Students, have any of you heard of the Italian poet Dante's "Divine Comedy"?"
"Hmm, now everyone turn to page 5 of the textbook, let's take a look at Leonardo da Vinci's portrait..."
"Do you know what day today is? Today is September 3rd, the first day of school! And today is also the Victory Day of the Chinese Anti-Japanese War! The democratic party 'Jiusan Society' was named to commemorate this day!"
Originally, the matter ended like this, which saved some face for the history teacher. Anyway, the history teacher was not the only one who couldn't defeat Zhuang Ni. Even the dean and the vice principal couldn't afford to offend Zhuang Ni, who was always seeking death.
"S-stop! Don't do this in my class! Go back to your seat! You don't have to stand as a punishment!"
So after thinking about it, the only one I can find to show off is my own son! And you didn’t say it outright to show off, you had to act like you didn’t want to say it, so I asked me to take the initiative—Dad, you’re going too far! If you have time for this, why not get it done and propose to Aunt Ren as soon as possible!
"I know!" Several boys rushed to answer, "Dante is the male protagonist of "Devil May Cry"! The double guns and big sword are so cool!"
Zhuang Ni stopped and held her schoolbag as if she were carrying someone's head. She looked at the male history teacher with a look that looked at garbage and said nothing.
Just as the history teacher was about to praise him, someone else continued: "It is said in "The Da Vinci Code" that Leonardo da Vinci was the chief executive of the Eshan Monastery and was responsible for protecting the descendants of Jesus. That's awesome!"
So he bit the bullet and raised his voice in a sullen voice.
Unhurried, neither fast nor slow, it is quite similar to the pace of Dante in Devil May Cry, where he wanders among monsters and monsters.
There is a "don't care about anything" demeanor in her movements, and her whole person looks weird and decadent, with a little bit of nobility and freedom.
The history teacher was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He slapped the podium table sadly.
In a matter of seconds, like a gust of wind, the monitor moved from the back of the classroom to Zhuang Ni's side. As if arresting a prisoner, he twisted Zhuang Ni's hands behind her back and escorted her back to her seat.
"I know!" Several boys rushed to answer, "Dante is the male protagonist of "Devil May Cry"! The double guns and big sword are so cool!"
"It's just that the fifth-generation Dante is too frustrated. He is just a left-handed young loser..."
"Strong on the outside but fucked on the inside..." Zhuang Ni commented in a low voice, then threw her schoolbag on the ground, lifted up the hair covering the right half of her face, and exposed her right eye.
"No." Zhuang Ni continued her efforts to dig out her right eye. "If I don't pay a price, I will be sorry for the revolutionary martyrs who shed their blood."
Because not many people know about his relationship with Aunt Ren. Apart from me, there are probably only Aunt Ren’s father and brother, and Director Cao.
"You, what are you going to do!" The history teacher was frightened.
In a matter of seconds, like a gust of wind, the monitor moved from the back of the classroom to Zhuang Ni's side. As if arresting a prisoner, he twisted Zhuang Ni's hands behind her back and escorted her back to her seat.
The history teacher immediately took a step back on the podium, as if he was afraid that Zhuang Ni would shoot a laser from her right eye, or something unscientific.
"You, what are you going to do!" The history teacher was frightened.
"Hey! Don't look down on the fifth generation Dante, as long as you cover your face, you still look handsome!"
"S-stop! Don't do this in my class! Go back to your seat! You don't have to stand as a punishment!"
The history teacher immediately took a step back on the podium, as if he was afraid that Zhuang Ni would shoot a laser from her right eye, or something unscientific.
"Strong on the outside but fucked on the inside..." Zhuang Ni commented in a low voice, then threw her schoolbag on the ground, lifted up the hair covering the right half of her face, and exposed her right eye.
The history teacher was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He slapped the podium table sadly.
She did not wear a school uniform like most of her classmates, but went her own way and wore a black half-sleeved long skirt, paired with translucent black stockings, and slightly heeled pointed-toe rivet shoes (also black).
"Jie Jie Jie, in fact, "The Da Vinci Code" has an adult version. I won't tell ordinary people..." This is the despicable Eunuch Cao.
"Your attitude is disrespectful to all educators! Make me stand in the corridor! You are not allowed to come in to listen to the class!"
"Monitor, you hurt me." Although she said this verbally, Zhuang Ni did not make any resistance, and her expression seemed to be quite enjoying it.
"Ha, anyway, this eye is often blocked by hair, so it's basically useless..."
The history teacher was so angry that he slammed the table, "The whole class is watching, how did I sexually harass you!?"
The history teacher who once had a nosebleed because Gong Caicai's breasts exceeded the standard for junior high school students walked up and down the podium, shaking his head and talking about the Italian Renaissance.
"You, this class of students, are the worst class I have ever taught! You spend all your time playing games instead of studying hard! You don't know who Dante is in history, right? I'll give you another chance! Da Vinci Who is it? Whoever mentions the game again will be punished by standing in the corridor!"
There is a "don't care about anything" demeanor in her movements, and her whole person looks weird and decadent, with a little bit of nobility and freedom.
In a matter of seconds, like a gust of wind, the monitor moved from the back of the classroom to Zhuang Ni's side. As if arresting a prisoner, he twisted Zhuang Ni's hands behind her back and escorted her back to her seat.
During class time, the corridor is quieter than the classroom, but at this moment, the sound of footsteps of leather shoes can be heard in the quiet corridor.
Just as the history teacher was about to praise him, someone else continued: "It is said in "The Da Vinci Code" that Leonardo da Vinci was the chief executive of the Eshan Monastery and was responsible for protecting the descendants of Jesus. That's awesome!"
The history teacher was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He slapped the podium table sadly.
Eyes are extremely fragile organs. The history teacher wanted to stop Zhuang Ni, but was afraid that he would be a disservice. So he was at a loss and was trembling all over. He was about to kneel down if he didn't hold on to the podium table.
"Dad, that's enough! I have to go to class! You should hurry up and do some business! Don't forget to take care of the online store business, and practice your cooking skills when you have time! Didn't Aunt Ren say that it's too difficult for you to cook? If I eat, I won’t marry you!”
"Your attitude is disrespectful to all educators! Make me stand in the corridor! You are not allowed to come in to listen to the class!"
"Leonardo da Vinci is a painter..." someone replied weakly.
"Da Vinci is the boss of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles! He wields two swords!"
"No." Zhuang Ni continued her efforts to dig out her right eye. "If I don't pay a price, I will be sorry for the revolutionary martyrs who shed their blood."
Just as the history teacher was about to praise him, someone else continued: "It is said in "The Da Vinci Code" that Leonardo da Vinci was the chief executive of the Eshan Monastery and was responsible for protecting the descendants of Jesus. That's awesome!"
In a matter of seconds, like a gust of wind, the monitor moved from the back of the classroom to Zhuang Ni's side. As if arresting a prisoner, he twisted Zhuang Ni's hands behind her back and escorted her back to her seat.
"Dad, that's enough! I have to go to class! You should hurry up and do some business! Don't forget to take care of the online store business, and practice your cooking skills when you have time! Didn't Aunt Ren say that it's too difficult for you to cook? If I eat, I won’t marry you!”
Zhuang Ni's voice still seemed to come from the deep space of the universe: "Your existence itself is sexual harassment, and all men are such dirty things."
Her long black hair is spread over her shoulders. Although it is not as long as the senior's hair, it has also grown a bit longer during the summer vacation. As before, Zhuang Ni covered half of her face with slanted bangs, and the other half of her face looked sickly pale. The only exposed part under her left eye was the thick dark circles accumulated due to lack of sleep, and her smoky makeup. Similar.
The history teacher reprimanded the students, but also did not forget to popularize historical knowledge to everyone. He is really an example of a good teacher in China.
"Da Vinci is the boss of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles! He wields two swords!"
But for some reason, the history teacher was a little obsessed today and had to show Zhuang Ni some color.
"No." Zhuang Ni continued her efforts to dig out her right eye. "If I don't pay a price, I will be sorry for the revolutionary martyrs who shed their blood."
"Jie Jie Jie, in fact, "The Da Vinci Code" has an adult version. I won't tell ordinary people..." This is the despicable Eunuch Cao.
Dad reluctantly agreed, and I put away my phone and entered the classroom to prepare for the second class.
In a matter of seconds, like a gust of wind, the monitor moved from the back of the classroom to Zhuang Ni's side. As if arresting a prisoner, he twisted Zhuang Ni's hands behind her back and escorted her back to her seat.
After the history teacher finished saying this, the classroom was silent. Everyone was curious about Zhuang Ni's reaction.
"S-stop! Don't do this in my class! Go back to your seat! You don't have to stand as a punishment!"
The history teacher had a heavy breath in his chest and was swaying as if he had been hit by Devil May Cry Dante's double spears or the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles' double swords. His face was extremely ugly.
"You, this class of students, are the worst class I have ever taught! You spend all your time playing games instead of studying hard! You don't know who Dante is in history, right? I'll give you another chance! Da Vinci Who is it? Whoever mentions the game again will be punished by standing in the corridor!"
"Monitor, you hurt me." Although she said this verbally, Zhuang Ni did not make any resistance, and her expression seemed to be quite enjoying it.
"Dad, that's enough! I have to go to class! You should hurry up and do some business! Don't forget to take care of the online store business, and practice your cooking skills when you have time! Didn't Aunt Ren say that it's too difficult for you to cook? If I eat, I won’t marry you!”
"Please keep quiet!" the squad leader restrained from the back row. "I have written down all those who disrupt the order of the class. If they do it again, they will be written for inspection!"
After Zhuang Ni took two steps, the history teacher remembered that she was in class.
"You, this class of students, are the worst class I have ever taught! You spend all your time playing games instead of studying hard! You don't know who Dante is in history, right? I'll give you another chance! Da Vinci Who is it? Whoever mentions the game again will be punished by standing in the corridor!"
Unhurried, neither fast nor slow, it is quite similar to the pace of Dante in Devil May Cry, where he wanders among monsters and monsters.
"I'm sorry, I will ask Zhuang Ni to write her self-reflection letter before school." The class monitor apologized to the history teacher on behalf of Zhuang Ni.
"Please keep quiet!" the squad leader restrained from the back row. "I have written down all those who disrupt the order of the class. If they do it again, they will be written for inspection!"
After Zhuang Ni walked into the classroom from the front door, the classroom suddenly became quieter than when the monitor was maintaining order. To use a Western fantasy background as an analogy, it is like a bunch of ignorant villagers meeting a respected paladin, or The different reactions to the cruel Necromancer.
This section is a history class. There are history textbooks on Xiaoqin's desk, so she doesn't need to read one with me. She feels very sorry for this.
The history teacher immediately took a step back on the podium, as if he was afraid that Zhuang Ni would shoot a laser from her right eye, or something unscientific.
As for Director Cao, although he and his father are friends who talk about everything, but because he is too "talking about everything", the dog's mouth cannot spit out ivory, and he may even laugh at his father for being pedantic and thinking that women I made the right move when I was drunk, but I just spent the whole night hugging him and wasted my hotel money.
Only then did the class become quiet, and the history teacher nodded gratefully to Shusha—a history teacher in her 40s, she was no better than the head teacher Yu, and she often couldn't control her students.
"Your attitude is disrespectful to all educators! Make me stand in the corridor! You are not allowed to come in to listen to the class!"
"I'm sorry, I will ask Zhuang Ni to write her self-reflection letter before school." The class monitor apologized to the history teacher on behalf of Zhuang Ni.
"S-stop! Don't do this in my class! Go back to your seat! You don't have to stand as a punishment!"
"You, what are you going to do!" The history teacher was frightened.
"Please keep quiet!" the squad leader restrained from the back row. "I have written down all those who disrupt the order of the class. If they do it again, they will be written for inspection!"
Only then did the class become quiet, and the history teacher nodded gratefully to Shusha—a history teacher in her 40s, she was no better than the head teacher Yu, and she often couldn't control her students.
"Hmm, now everyone turn to page 5 of the textbook, let's take a look at Leonardo da Vinci's portrait..."
Her long black hair is spread over her shoulders. Although it is not as long as the senior's hair, it has also grown a bit longer during the summer vacation. As before, Zhuang Ni covered half of her face with slanted bangs, and the other half of her face looked sickly pale. The only exposed part under her left eye was the thick dark circles accumulated due to lack of sleep, and her smoky makeup. Similar.
The history teacher shuddered, and he probably remembered that this was Zhuang Ni, the big devil who gave all the teachers and students a headache, but for the sake of his teacher's face, he had to criticize Zhuang Ni.
During class time, the corridor is quieter than the classroom, but at this moment, the sound of footsteps of leather shoes can be heard in the quiet corridor.
"Strong on the outside but fucked on the inside..." Zhuang Ni commented in a low voice, then threw her schoolbag on the ground, lifted up the hair covering the right half of her face, and exposed her right eye.
Because not many people know about his relationship with Aunt Ren. Apart from me, there are probably only Aunt Ren’s father and brother, and Director Cao.
Her long black hair is spread over her shoulders. Although it is not as long as the senior's hair, it has also grown a bit longer during the summer vacation. As before, Zhuang Ni covered half of her face with slanted bangs, and the other half of her face looked sickly pale. The only exposed part under her left eye was the thick dark circles accumulated due to lack of sleep, and her smoky makeup. Similar.
"Jie Jie Jie, in fact, "The Da Vinci Code" has an adult version. I won't tell ordinary people..." This is the despicable Eunuch Cao.
"On this memorable day, you are late for school and class - are you worthy of the millions of revolutionary martyrs who sacrificed their lives to defeat the Japanese invaders! Write a letter of apology to me before school and hand it in!"
The history teacher was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He slapped the podium table sadly.
Unhurried, neither fast nor slow, it is quite similar to the pace of Dante in Devil May Cry, where he wanders among monsters and monsters.
After Zhuang Ni took two steps, the history teacher remembered that she was in class.
"Dad, that's enough! I have to go to class! You should hurry up and do some business! Don't forget to take care of the online store business, and practice your cooking skills when you have time! Didn't Aunt Ren say that it's too difficult for you to cook? If I eat, I won’t marry you!”
"Please keep quiet!" the squad leader restrained from the back row. "I have written down all those who disrupt the order of the class. If they do it again, they will be written for inspection!"
Just as the history teacher was about to praise him, someone else continued: "It is said in "The Da Vinci Code" that Leonardo da Vinci was the chief executive of the Eshan Monastery and was responsible for protecting the descendants of Jesus. That's awesome!"
Sure enough, you won't let me go? Because I kissed the class monitor in front of her and slapped her in the face, is her most important goal when she comes back to class this time actually to kill me
Including the history teacher, everyone's attention was attracted by the sound of footsteps, and the owner of the footsteps quickly stopped at the door of the classroom of Class 3 (3), and then pushed the door open without knocking.
"I know!" Several boys rushed to answer, "Dante is the male protagonist of "Devil May Cry"! The double guns and big sword are so cool!"
"You, what are you going to do!" The history teacher was frightened.
Because not many people know about his relationship with Aunt Ren. Apart from me, there are probably only Aunt Ren’s father and brother, and Director Cao.
The history teacher shuddered, and he probably remembered that this was Zhuang Ni, the big devil who gave all the teachers and students a headache, but for the sake of his teacher's face, he had to criticize Zhuang Ni.
After the history teacher finished saying this, the classroom was silent. Everyone was curious about Zhuang Ni's reaction.
"Ha, anyway, this eye is often blocked by hair, so it's basically useless..."
The one who walked in with the gloomy aura of hell was Zhuang Ni, who was completely dressed in black.
The one who walked in with the gloomy aura of hell was Zhuang Ni, who was completely dressed in black.
Just as the history teacher was about to praise him, someone else continued: "It is said in "The Da Vinci Code" that Leonardo da Vinci was the chief executive of the Eshan Monastery and was responsible for protecting the descendants of Jesus. That's awesome!"
Only then did the class become quiet, and the history teacher nodded gratefully to Shusha—a history teacher in her 40s, she was no better than the head teacher Yu, and she often couldn't control her students.
I felt that my father was deliberately showing off by calling me and telling me that he slept with drunk Aunt Ren all night.
Eyes are extremely fragile organs. The history teacher wanted to stop Zhuang Ni, but was afraid that he would be a disservice. So he was at a loss and was trembling all over. He was about to kneel down if he didn't hold on to the podium table.
"Strong on the outside but fucked on the inside..." Zhuang Ni commented in a low voice, then threw her schoolbag on the ground, lifted up the hair covering the right half of her face, and exposed her right eye.
"You, what are you going to do!" The history teacher was frightened.
She did not wear a school uniform like most of her classmates, but went her own way and wore a black half-sleeved long skirt, paired with translucent black stockings, and slightly heeled pointed-toe rivet shoes (also black).
Before sitting down in the seat she had been away from for a long time, Zhuang Ni glanced in my direction, her eyes containing a strong hatred that did not belong to this world.
"Monitor, you hurt me." Although she said this verbally, Zhuang Ni did not make any resistance, and her expression seemed to be quite enjoying it.
"That's enough!" The monitor couldn't help but stood up and shouted to Zhuang Ni, "I sent a text message asking you to come back to class, not to tell you to come back and contradict the teacher! Go back to your seat!"
Her long black hair is spread over her shoulders. Although it is not as long as the senior's hair, it has also grown a bit longer during the summer vacation. As before, Zhuang Ni covered half of her face with slanted bangs, and the other half of her face looked sickly pale. The only exposed part under her left eye was the thick dark circles accumulated due to lack of sleep, and her smoky makeup. Similar.
"Leonardo da Vinci is a painter..." someone replied weakly.
"You, this class of students, are the worst class I have ever taught! You spend all your time playing games instead of studying hard! You don't know who Dante is in history, right? I'll give you another chance! Da Vinci Who is it? Whoever mentions the game again will be punished by standing in the corridor!"
The history teacher who once had a nosebleed because Gong Caicai's breasts exceeded the standard for junior high school students walked up and down the podium, shaking his head and talking about the Italian Renaissance.
However, Zhuang Ni just bent her vampire-like pale fingers into a hook shape, pointed them at the right eye socket, and made a motion as if she was going to dig out the eyeball.
The history teacher reprimanded the students, but also did not forget to popularize historical knowledge to everyone. He is really an example of a good teacher in China.
Zhuang Ni stopped and held her schoolbag as if she were carrying someone's head. She looked at the male history teacher with a look that looked at garbage and said nothing.
"I know!" Several boys rushed to answer, "Dante is the male protagonist of "Devil May Cry"! The double guns and big sword are so cool!"
In a matter of seconds, like a gust of wind, the monitor moved from the back of the classroom to Zhuang Ni's side. As if arresting a prisoner, he twisted Zhuang Ni's hands behind her back and escorted her back to her seat.
After Zhuang Ni walked into the classroom from the front door, the classroom suddenly became quieter than when the monitor was maintaining order. To use a Western fantasy background as an analogy, it is like a bunch of ignorant villagers meeting a respected paladin, or The different reactions to the cruel Necromancer.
After Zhuang Ni walked into the classroom from the front door, the classroom suddenly became quieter than when the monitor was maintaining order. To use a Western fantasy background as an analogy, it is like a bunch of ignorant villagers meeting a respected paladin, or The different reactions to the cruel Necromancer.
In a matter of seconds, like a gust of wind, the monitor moved from the back of the classroom to Zhuang Ni's side. As if arresting a prisoner, he twisted Zhuang Ni's hands behind her back and escorted her back to her seat.
"You, what are you going to do!" The history teacher was frightened.
Just as the history teacher was about to praise him, someone else continued: "It is said in "The Da Vinci Code" that Leonardo da Vinci was the chief executive of the Eshan Monastery and was responsible for protecting the descendants of Jesus. That's awesome!"
However, Zhuang Ni just bent her vampire-like pale fingers into a hook shape, pointed them at the right eye socket, and made a motion as if she was going to dig out the eyeball.
"Ha, anyway, this eye is often blocked by hair, so it's basically useless..."
There is a "don't care about anything" demeanor in her movements, and her whole person looks weird and decadent, with a little bit of nobility and freedom.
Sure enough, you won't let me go? Because I kissed the class monitor in front of her and slapped her in the face, is her most important goal when she comes back to class this time actually to kill me
It is said that black makes you slimmer. Zhuang Ni came in all black and stood against the background of the snow-white wall, which made her look even thinner than usual, even to the ethereal state. It would not be surprising if she immediately started to float.
There is a "don't care about anything" demeanor in her movements, and her whole person looks weird and decadent, with a little bit of nobility and freedom.
Sure enough, you won't let me go? Because I kissed the class monitor in front of her and slapped her in the face, is her most important goal when she comes back to class this time actually to kill me
Zhuang Ni was holding a black schoolbag with a reverse pentagram pattern in one hand, which obviously contained few books. Without saying hello to the history teacher, she walked to her seat in the middle of the classroom.
Like a crow flying over the battlefield, after feasting on the flesh and blood of the princes and nobles, it left behind a piece of black feather with a sense of mockery.
Before sitting down in the seat she had been away from for a long time, Zhuang Ni glanced in my direction, her eyes containing a strong hatred that did not belong to this world.
"On this memorable day, you are late for school and class - are you worthy of the millions of revolutionary martyrs who sacrificed their lives to defeat the Japanese invaders! Write a letter of apology to me before school and hand it in!"
In a matter of seconds, like a gust of wind, the monitor moved from the back of the classroom to Zhuang Ni's side. As if arresting a prisoner, he twisted Zhuang Ni's hands behind her back and escorted her back to her seat.
The one who walked in with the gloomy aura of hell was Zhuang Ni, who was completely dressed in black.
There is a "don't care about anything" demeanor in her movements, and her whole person looks weird and decadent, with a little bit of nobility and freedom.
"Monitor, you hurt me." Although she said this verbally, Zhuang Ni did not make any resistance, and her expression seemed to be quite enjoying it.
"You, what are you going to do!" The history teacher was frightened.
Like a crow flying over the battlefield, after feasting on the flesh and blood of the princes and nobles, it left behind a piece of black feather with a sense of mockery.
She did not wear a school uniform like most of her classmates, but went her own way and wore a black half-sleeved long skirt, paired with translucent black stockings, and slightly heeled pointed-toe rivet shoes (also black).
"You, what are you going to do!" The history teacher was frightened.
I asked my father how Aunt Ren reacted to him hugging her to sleep after she sobered up. Dad hesitated and refused to say anything. He probably got beaten by Aunt Ren, but the beating was not serious.
"Jie Jie Jie, in fact, "The Da Vinci Code" has an adult version. I won't tell ordinary people..." This is the despicable Eunuch Cao.
"S-stop! Don't do this in my class! Go back to your seat! You don't have to stand as a punishment!"
After Zhuang Ni took two steps, the history teacher remembered that she was in class.
Eyes are extremely fragile organs. The history teacher wanted to stop Zhuang Ni, but was afraid that he would be a disservice. So he was at a loss and was trembling all over. He was about to kneel down if he didn't hold on to the podium table.
So he bit the bullet and raised his voice in a sullen voice.
Including the history teacher, everyone's attention was attracted by the sound of footsteps, and the owner of the footsteps quickly stopped at the door of the classroom of Class 3 (3), and then pushed the door open without knocking.
This section is a history class. There are history textbooks on Xiaoqin's desk, so she doesn't need to read one with me. She feels very sorry for this.
"Hey! What's wrong with you, classmate? You should at least say 'Teacher, I'm late'!"
The history teacher who once had a nosebleed because Gong Caicai's breasts exceeded the standard for junior high school students walked up and down the podium, shaking his head and talking about the Italian Renaissance.
Her long black hair is spread over her shoulders. Although it is not as long as the senior's hair, it has also grown a bit longer during the summer vacation. As before, Zhuang Ni covered half of her face with slanted bangs, and the other half of her face looked sickly pale. The only exposed part under her left eye was the thick dark circles accumulated due to lack of sleep, and her smoky makeup. Similar.
"Monitor, you hurt me." Although she said this verbally, Zhuang Ni did not make any resistance, and her expression seemed to be quite enjoying it.
The history teacher was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He slapped the podium table sadly.
As for Director Cao, although he and his father are friends who talk about everything, but because he is too "talking about everything", the dog's mouth cannot spit out ivory, and he may even laugh at his father for being pedantic and thinking that women I made the right move when I was drunk, but I just spent the whole night hugging him and wasted my hotel money.
"Hey! What's wrong with you, classmate? You should at least say 'Teacher, I'm late'!"
I asked my father how Aunt Ren reacted to him hugging her to sleep after she sobered up. Dad hesitated and refused to say anything. He probably got beaten by Aunt Ren, but the beating was not serious.
Zhuang Ni stopped and held her schoolbag as if she were carrying someone's head. She looked at the male history teacher with a look that looked at garbage and said nothing.
"It's just that the fifth-generation Dante is too frustrated. He is just a left-handed young loser..."
The one who walked in with the gloomy aura of hell was Zhuang Ni, who was completely dressed in black.
The history teacher shuddered, and he probably remembered that this was Zhuang Ni, the big devil who gave all the teachers and students a headache, but for the sake of his teacher's face, he had to criticize Zhuang Ni.
"Hey! Don't look down on the fifth generation Dante, as long as you cover your face, you still look handsome!"
I asked my father how Aunt Ren reacted to him hugging her to sleep after she sobered up. Dad hesitated and refused to say anything. He probably got beaten by Aunt Ren, but the beating was not serious.
So he bit the bullet and raised his voice in a sullen voice.
"Your attitude is disrespectful to all educators! Make me stand in the corridor! You are not allowed to come in to listen to the class!"
Because not many people know about his relationship with Aunt Ren. Apart from me, there are probably only Aunt Ren’s father and brother, and Director Cao.
Including the history teacher, everyone's attention was attracted by the sound of footsteps, and the owner of the footsteps quickly stopped at the door of the classroom of Class 3 (3), and then pushed the door open without knocking.
The history teacher was so angry that he slammed the table, "The whole class is watching, how did I sexually harass you!?"
"Do you know what day today is? Today is September 3rd, the first day of school! And today is also the Victory Day of the Chinese Anti-Japanese War! The democratic party 'Jiusan Society' was named to commemorate this day!"
I asked my father how Aunt Ren reacted to him hugging her to sleep after she sobered up. Dad hesitated and refused to say anything. He probably got beaten by Aunt Ren, but the beating was not serious.
I felt that my father was deliberately showing off by calling me and telling me that he slept with drunk Aunt Ren all night.
The history teacher reprimanded the students, but also did not forget to popularize historical knowledge to everyone. He is really an example of a good teacher in China.
I asked my father how Aunt Ren reacted to him hugging her to sleep after she sobered up. Dad hesitated and refused to say anything. He probably got beaten by Aunt Ren, but the beating was not serious.
As for Director Cao, although he and his father are friends who talk about everything, but because he is too "talking about everything", the dog's mouth cannot spit out ivory, and he may even laugh at his father for being pedantic and thinking that women I made the right move when I was drunk, but I just spent the whole night hugging him and wasted my hotel money.
"On this memorable day, you are late for school and class - are you worthy of the millions of revolutionary martyrs who sacrificed their lives to defeat the Japanese invaders! Write a letter of apology to me before school and hand it in!"
After Zhuang Ni walked into the classroom from the front door, the classroom suddenly became quieter than when the monitor was maintaining order. To use a Western fantasy background as an analogy, it is like a bunch of ignorant villagers meeting a respected paladin, or The different reactions to the cruel Necromancer.
The history teacher was so angry that he slammed the table, "The whole class is watching, how did I sexually harass you!?"
"Da Vinci is the boss of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles! He wields two swords!"
After the history teacher finished saying this, the classroom was silent. Everyone was curious about Zhuang Ni's reaction.
Dad reluctantly agreed, and I put away my phone and entered the classroom to prepare for the second class.
"On this memorable day, you are late for school and class - are you worthy of the millions of revolutionary martyrs who sacrificed their lives to defeat the Japanese invaders! Write a letter of apology to me before school and hand it in!"
Zhuang Ni was holding a black schoolbag with a reverse pentagram pattern in one hand, which obviously contained few books. Without saying hello to the history teacher, she walked to her seat in the middle of the classroom.
"Hey! What's wrong with you, classmate? You should at least say 'Teacher, I'm late'!"
Originally, the matter ended like this, which saved some face for the history teacher. Anyway, the history teacher was not the only one who couldn't defeat Zhuang Ni. Even the dean and the vice principal couldn't afford to offend Zhuang Ni, who was always seeking death.
It's not a relationship between husband and wife. You can't show off to someone by sleeping with their daughter or sister all night, unless you want to get beaten.
Originally, the matter ended like this, which saved some face for the history teacher. Anyway, the history teacher was not the only one who couldn't defeat Zhuang Ni. Even the dean and the vice principal couldn't afford to offend Zhuang Ni, who was always seeking death.
"Students, have any of you heard of the Italian poet Dante's "Divine Comedy"?"
The class monitor also didn't say anything for the time being. Zhuang Ni was the only difficult person in class 3 (3) who the class monitor didn't know how to deal with. What's more, Zhuang Ni never forgot to kiss the class monitor Lily, kissing and hugging him whenever they wanted. Let the squad leader avoid it for fear of not getting enough.
"I'm sorry, I will ask Zhuang Ni to write her self-reflection letter before school." The class monitor apologized to the history teacher on behalf of Zhuang Ni.
She did not wear a school uniform like most of her classmates, but went her own way and wore a black half-sleeved long skirt, paired with translucent black stockings, and slightly heeled pointed-toe rivet shoes (also black).
The history teacher wiped the sweat from his forehead and waved his hand: "No need, she just did me a big favor by not dying in my class..."
"No." Zhuang Ni continued her efforts to dig out her right eye. "If I don't pay a price, I will be sorry for the revolutionary martyrs who shed their blood."
"Do you know what day today is? Today is September 3rd, the first day of school! And today is also the Victory Day of the Chinese Anti-Japanese War! The democratic party 'Jiusan Society' was named to commemorate this day!"
"Students, have any of you heard of the Italian poet Dante's "Divine Comedy"?"
Just like the monarch of hell being disturbed by pitiable mortals, Zhuang Ni frowned and said calmly: "Please don't talk to me casually, otherwise I will sue you for sexual harassment."
So after thinking about it, the only one I can find to show off is my own son! And you didn’t say it outright to show off, you had to act like you didn’t want to say it, so I asked me to take the initiative—Dad, you’re going too far! If you have time for this, why not get it done and propose to Aunt Ren as soon as possible!
"Hey! What's wrong with you, classmate? You should at least say 'Teacher, I'm late'!"
"S-stop! Don't do this in my class! Go back to your seat! You don't have to stand as a punishment!"
"Monitor, you hurt me." Although she said this verbally, Zhuang Ni did not make any resistance, and her expression seemed to be quite enjoying it.
After the history teacher finished saying this, the classroom was silent. Everyone was curious about Zhuang Ni's reaction.
The history teacher was so angry that he slammed the table, "The whole class is watching, how did I sexually harass you!?"
"Students, have any of you heard of the Italian poet Dante's "Divine Comedy"?"
"Leonardo da Vinci is a painter..." someone replied weakly.
"Hmm, now everyone turn to page 5 of the textbook, let's take a look at Leonardo da Vinci's portrait..."
"No." Zhuang Ni continued her efforts to dig out her right eye. "If I don't pay a price, I will be sorry for the revolutionary martyrs who shed their blood."
She did not wear a school uniform like most of her classmates, but went her own way and wore a black half-sleeved long skirt, paired with translucent black stockings, and slightly heeled pointed-toe rivet shoes (also black).
Zhuang Ni's voice still seemed to come from the deep space of the universe: "Your existence itself is sexual harassment, and all men are such dirty things."
The history teacher was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He slapped the podium table sadly.
Zhuang Ni was holding a black schoolbag with a reverse pentagram pattern in one hand, which obviously contained few books. Without saying hello to the history teacher, she walked to her seat in the middle of the classroom.
"That's enough!" The monitor couldn't help but stood up and shouted to Zhuang Ni, "I sent a text message asking you to come back to class, not to tell you to come back and contradict the teacher! Go back to your seat!"
As if reading the worry in my expression, Xiaoqin vowed from the side: "Student Ye Lin, you don't have to be afraid, I will protect you from Zhuang Ni!"
After the history teacher finished saying this, the classroom was silent. Everyone was curious about Zhuang Ni's reaction.
During class time, the corridor is quieter than the classroom, but at this moment, the sound of footsteps of leather shoes can be heard in the quiet corridor.
The class monitor also didn't say anything for the time being. Zhuang Ni was the only difficult person in class 3 (3) who the class monitor didn't know how to deal with. What's more, Zhuang Ni never forgot to kiss the class monitor Lily, kissing and hugging him whenever they wanted. Let the squad leader avoid it for fear of not getting enough.
"Hey! Don't look down on the fifth generation Dante, as long as you cover your face, you still look handsome!"
The history teacher immediately took a step back on the podium, as if he was afraid that Zhuang Ni would shoot a laser from her right eye, or something unscientific.
After Zhuang Ni walked into the classroom from the front door, the classroom suddenly became quieter than when the monitor was maintaining order. To use a Western fantasy background as an analogy, it is like a bunch of ignorant villagers meeting a respected paladin, or The different reactions to the cruel Necromancer.
Originally, the matter ended like this, which saved some face for the history teacher. Anyway, the history teacher was not the only one who couldn't defeat Zhuang Ni. Even the dean and the vice principal couldn't afford to offend Zhuang Ni, who was always seeking death.
Originally, the matter ended like this, which saved some face for the history teacher. Anyway, the history teacher was not the only one who couldn't defeat Zhuang Ni. Even the dean and the vice principal couldn't afford to offend Zhuang Ni, who was always seeking death.
"Leonardo da Vinci is a painter..." someone replied weakly.
So after thinking about it, the only one I can find to show off is my own son! And you didn’t say it outright to show off, you had to act like you didn’t want to say it, so I asked me to take the initiative—Dad, you’re going too far! If you have time for this, why not get it done and propose to Aunt Ren as soon as possible!
"Do you know what day today is? Today is September 3rd, the first day of school! And today is also the Victory Day of the Chinese Anti-Japanese War! The democratic party 'Jiusan Society' was named to commemorate this day!"
After Zhuang Ni walked into the classroom from the front door, the classroom suddenly became quieter than when the monitor was maintaining order. To use a Western fantasy background as an analogy, it is like a bunch of ignorant villagers meeting a respected paladin, or The different reactions to the cruel Necromancer.
But for some reason, the history teacher was a little obsessed today and had to show Zhuang Ni some color.
"Hey! What's wrong with you, classmate? You should at least say 'Teacher, I'm late'!"
So he bit the bullet and raised his voice in a sullen voice.
Just as the history teacher was about to praise him, someone else continued: "It is said in "The Da Vinci Code" that Leonardo da Vinci was the chief executive of the Eshan Monastery and was responsible for protecting the descendants of Jesus. That's awesome!"
During class time, the corridor is quieter than the classroom, but at this moment, the sound of footsteps of leather shoes can be heard in the quiet corridor.
"Your attitude is disrespectful to all educators! Make me stand in the corridor! You are not allowed to come in to listen to the class!"
In a matter of seconds, like a gust of wind, the monitor moved from the back of the classroom to Zhuang Ni's side. As if arresting a prisoner, he twisted Zhuang Ni's hands behind her back and escorted her back to her seat.
Because not many people know about his relationship with Aunt Ren. Apart from me, there are probably only Aunt Ren’s father and brother, and Director Cao.
The fingertips have already touched the cornea, and the strength of the hand does not look like a show at all, and the twisted smile that produces pleasure due to self-mutilation makes everyone shudder.
Just like the monarch of hell being disturbed by pitiable mortals, Zhuang Ni frowned and said calmly: "Please don't talk to me casually, otherwise I will sue you for sexual harassment."
The history teacher wiped the sweat from his forehead and waved his hand: "No need, she just did me a big favor by not dying in my class..."
Before sitting down in the seat she had been away from for a long time, Zhuang Ni glanced in my direction, her eyes containing a strong hatred that did not belong to this world.
In a matter of seconds, like a gust of wind, the monitor moved from the back of the classroom to Zhuang Ni's side. As if arresting a prisoner, he twisted Zhuang Ni's hands behind her back and escorted her back to her seat.
But for some reason, the history teacher was a little obsessed today and had to show Zhuang Ni some color.
"Strong on the outside but fucked on the inside..." Zhuang Ni commented in a low voice, then threw her schoolbag on the ground, lifted up the hair covering the right half of her face, and exposed her right eye.
Zhuang Ni's voice still seemed to come from the deep space of the universe: "Your existence itself is sexual harassment, and all men are such dirty things."
"Dad, that's enough! I have to go to class! You should hurry up and do some business! Don't forget to take care of the online store business, and practice your cooking skills when you have time! Didn't Aunt Ren say that it's too difficult for you to cook? If I eat, I won’t marry you!”
The history teacher immediately took a step back on the podium, as if he was afraid that Zhuang Ni would shoot a laser from her right eye, or something unscientific.
It's not a relationship between husband and wife. You can't show off to someone by sleeping with their daughter or sister all night, unless you want to get beaten.
Zhuang Ni stopped and held her schoolbag as if she were carrying someone's head. She looked at the male history teacher with a look that looked at garbage and said nothing.
The history teacher who once had a nosebleed because Gong Caicai's breasts exceeded the standard for junior high school students walked up and down the podium, shaking his head and talking about the Italian Renaissance.
There is a "don't care about anything" demeanor in her movements, and her whole person looks weird and decadent, with a little bit of nobility and freedom.
Including the history teacher, everyone's attention was attracted by the sound of footsteps, and the owner of the footsteps quickly stopped at the door of the classroom of Class 3 (3), and then pushed the door open without knocking.
However, Zhuang Ni just bent her vampire-like pale fingers into a hook shape, pointed them at the right eye socket, and made a motion as if she was going to dig out the eyeball.
"That's enough!" The monitor couldn't help but stood up and shouted to Zhuang Ni, "I sent a text message asking you to come back to class, not to tell you to come back and contradict the teacher! Go back to your seat!"
"Strong on the outside but fucked on the inside..." Zhuang Ni commented in a low voice, then threw her schoolbag on the ground, lifted up the hair covering the right half of her face, and exposed her right eye.
The history teacher shuddered, and he probably remembered that this was Zhuang Ni, the big devil who gave all the teachers and students a headache, but for the sake of his teacher's face, he had to criticize Zhuang Ni.
I felt that my father was deliberately showing off by calling me and telling me that he slept with drunk Aunt Ren all night.
"Please keep quiet!" the squad leader restrained from the back row. "I have written down all those who disrupt the order of the class. If they do it again, they will be written for inspection!"
This section is a history class. There are history textbooks on Xiaoqin's desk, so she doesn't need to read one with me. She feels very sorry for this.
So after thinking about it, the only one I can find to show off is my own son! And you didn’t say it outright to show off, you had to act like you didn’t want to say it, so I asked me to take the initiative—Dad, you’re going too far! If you have time for this, why not get it done and propose to Aunt Ren as soon as possible!
"I know!" Several boys rushed to answer, "Dante is the male protagonist of "Devil May Cry"! The double guns and big sword are so cool!"
The fingertips have already touched the cornea, and the strength of the hand does not look like a show at all, and the twisted smile that produces pleasure due to self-mutilation makes everyone shudder.
She did not wear a school uniform like most of her classmates, but went her own way and wore a black half-sleeved long skirt, paired with translucent black stockings, and slightly heeled pointed-toe rivet shoes (also black).
"Your attitude is disrespectful to all educators! Make me stand in the corridor! You are not allowed to come in to listen to the class!"
"You, what are you going to do!" The history teacher was frightened.
As if reading the worry in my expression, Xiaoqin vowed from the side: "Student Ye Lin, you don't have to be afraid, I will protect you from Zhuang Ni!"
Just like the monarch of hell being disturbed by pitiable mortals, Zhuang Ni frowned and said calmly: "Please don't talk to me casually, otherwise I will sue you for sexual harassment."
The history teacher reprimanded the students, but also did not forget to popularize historical knowledge to everyone. He is really an example of a good teacher in China.
"Hey! What's wrong with you, classmate? You should at least say 'Teacher, I'm late'!"
"Jie Jie Jie, in fact, "The Da Vinci Code" has an adult version. I won't tell ordinary people..." This is the despicable Eunuch Cao.
Unhurried, neither fast nor slow, it is quite similar to the pace of Dante in Devil May Cry, where he wanders among monsters and monsters.
As for Director Cao, although he and his father are friends who talk about everything, but because he is too "talking about everything", the dog's mouth cannot spit out ivory, and he may even laugh at his father for being pedantic and thinking that women I made the right move when I was drunk, but I just spent the whole night hugging him and wasted my hotel money.
"Ha, anyway, this eye is often blocked by hair, so it's basically useless..."
It is said that black makes you slimmer. Zhuang Ni came in all black and stood against the background of the snow-white wall, which made her look even thinner than usual, even to the ethereal state. It would not be surprising if she immediately started to float.
The history teacher reprimanded the students, but also did not forget to popularize historical knowledge to everyone. He is really an example of a good teacher in China.
She did not wear a school uniform like most of her classmates, but went her own way and wore a black half-sleeved long skirt, paired with translucent black stockings, and slightly heeled pointed-toe rivet shoes (also black).
Her long black hair is spread over her shoulders. Although it is not as long as the senior's hair, it has also grown a bit longer during the summer vacation. As before, Zhuang Ni covered half of her face with slanted bangs, and the other half of her face looked sickly pale. The only exposed part under her left eye was the thick dark circles accumulated due to lack of sleep, and her smoky makeup. Similar.
"Hmm, now everyone turn to page 5 of the textbook, let's take a look at Leonardo da Vinci's portrait..."
The history teacher reprimanded the students, but also did not forget to popularize historical knowledge to everyone. He is really an example of a good teacher in China.
"S-stop! Don't do this in my class! Go back to your seat! You don't have to stand as a punishment!"
"S-stop! Don't do this in my class! Go back to your seat! You don't have to stand as a punishment!"
Originally, the matter ended like this, which saved some face for the history teacher. Anyway, the history teacher was not the only one who couldn't defeat Zhuang Ni. Even the dean and the vice principal couldn't afford to offend Zhuang Ni, who was always seeking death.
"No." Zhuang Ni continued her efforts to dig out her right eye. "If I don't pay a price, I will be sorry for the revolutionary martyrs who shed their blood."
"Strong on the outside but fucked on the inside..." Zhuang Ni commented in a low voice, then threw her schoolbag on the ground, lifted up the hair covering the right half of her face, and exposed her right eye.
The history teacher who once had a nosebleed because Gong Caicai's breasts exceeded the standard for junior high school students walked up and down the podium, shaking his head and talking about the Italian Renaissance.
"On this memorable day, you are late for school and class - are you worthy of the millions of revolutionary martyrs who sacrificed their lives to defeat the Japanese invaders! Write a letter of apology to me before school and hand it in!"
Eyes are extremely fragile organs. The history teacher wanted to stop Zhuang Ni, but was afraid that he would be a disservice. So he was at a loss and was trembling all over. He was about to kneel down if he didn't hold on to the podium table.
However, Zhuang Ni just bent her vampire-like pale fingers into a hook shape, pointed them at the right eye socket, and made a motion as if she was going to dig out the eyeball.
"Hmm, now everyone turn to page 5 of the textbook, let's take a look at Leonardo da Vinci's portrait..."
In a matter of seconds, like a gust of wind, the monitor moved from the back of the classroom to Zhuang Ni's side. As if arresting a prisoner, he twisted Zhuang Ni's hands behind her back and escorted her back to her seat.
In a matter of seconds, like a gust of wind, the monitor moved from the back of the classroom to Zhuang Ni's side. As if arresting a prisoner, he twisted Zhuang Ni's hands behind her back and escorted her back to her seat.
"It's just that the fifth-generation Dante is too frustrated. He is just a left-handed young loser..."
I felt that my father was deliberately showing off by calling me and telling me that he slept with drunk Aunt Ren all night.
"Hey! What's wrong with you, classmate? You should at least say 'Teacher, I'm late'!"
"Monitor, you hurt me." Although she said this verbally, Zhuang Ni did not make any resistance, and her expression seemed to be quite enjoying it.
The history teacher wiped the sweat from his forehead and waved his hand: "No need, she just did me a big favor by not dying in my class..."
Before sitting down in the seat she had been away from for a long time, Zhuang Ni glanced in my direction, her eyes containing a strong hatred that did not belong to this world.
"I'm sorry, I will ask Zhuang Ni to write her self-reflection letter before school." The class monitor apologized to the history teacher on behalf of Zhuang Ni.
"You, what are you going to do!" The history teacher was frightened.
Sure enough, you won't let me go? Because I kissed the class monitor in front of her and slapped her in the face, is her most important goal when she comes back to class this time actually to kill me
In a matter of seconds, like a gust of wind, the monitor moved from the back of the classroom to Zhuang Ni's side. As if arresting a prisoner, he twisted Zhuang Ni's hands behind her back and escorted her back to her seat.
"Hmm, now everyone turn to page 5 of the textbook, let's take a look at Leonardo da Vinci's portrait..."
The history teacher wiped the sweat from his forehead and waved his hand: "No need, she just did me a big favor by not dying in my class..."
The class monitor also didn't say anything for the time being. Zhuang Ni was the only difficult person in class 3 (3) who the class monitor didn't know how to deal with. What's more, Zhuang Ni never forgot to kiss the class monitor Lily, kissing and hugging him whenever they wanted. Let the squad leader avoid it for fear of not getting enough.
The one who walked in with the gloomy aura of hell was Zhuang Ni, who was completely dressed in black.
But for some reason, the history teacher was a little obsessed today and had to show Zhuang Ni some color.
Before sitting down in the seat she had been away from for a long time, Zhuang Ni glanced in my direction, her eyes containing a strong hatred that did not belong to this world.
"Do you know what day today is? Today is September 3rd, the first day of school! And today is also the Victory Day of the Chinese Anti-Japanese War! The democratic party 'Jiusan Society' was named to commemorate this day!"
"Do you know what day today is? Today is September 3rd, the first day of school! And today is also the Victory Day of the Chinese Anti-Japanese War! The democratic party 'Jiusan Society' was named to commemorate this day!"
During class time, the corridor is quieter than the classroom, but at this moment, the sound of footsteps of leather shoes can be heard in the quiet corridor.
"I know!" Several boys rushed to answer, "Dante is the male protagonist of "Devil May Cry"! The double guns and big sword are so cool!"
Originally, the matter ended like this, which saved some face for the history teacher. Anyway, the history teacher was not the only one who couldn't defeat Zhuang Ni. Even the dean and the vice principal couldn't afford to offend Zhuang Ni, who was always seeking death.
It is said that black makes you slimmer. Zhuang Ni came in all black and stood against the background of the snow-white wall, which made her look even thinner than usual, even to the ethereal state. It would not be surprising if she immediately started to float.
Sure enough, you won't let me go? Because I kissed the class monitor in front of her and slapped her in the face, is her most important goal when she comes back to class this time actually to kill me
The history teacher shuddered, and he probably remembered that this was Zhuang Ni, the big devil who gave all the teachers and students a headache, but for the sake of his teacher's face, he had to criticize Zhuang Ni.
The history teacher shuddered, and he probably remembered that this was Zhuang Ni, the big devil who gave all the teachers and students a headache, but for the sake of his teacher's face, he had to criticize Zhuang Ni.
"I know!" Several boys rushed to answer, "Dante is the male protagonist of "Devil May Cry"! The double guns and big sword are so cool!"
"Jie Jie Jie, in fact, "The Da Vinci Code" has an adult version. I won't tell ordinary people..." This is the despicable Eunuch Cao.
"That's enough!" The monitor couldn't help but stood up and shouted to Zhuang Ni, "I sent a text message asking you to come back to class, not to tell you to come back and contradict the teacher! Go back to your seat!"
"Hey! What's wrong with you, classmate? You should at least say 'Teacher, I'm late'!"
As if reading the worry in my expression, Xiaoqin vowed from the side: "Student Ye Lin, you don't have to be afraid, I will protect you from Zhuang Ni!"
Zhuang Ni was holding a black schoolbag with a reverse pentagram pattern in one hand, which obviously contained few books. Without saying hello to the history teacher, she walked to her seat in the middle of the classroom.
There is a "don't care about anything" demeanor in her movements, and her whole person looks weird and decadent, with a little bit of nobility and freedom.
The fingertips have already touched the cornea, and the strength of the hand does not look like a show at all, and the twisted smile that produces pleasure due to self-mutilation makes everyone shudder.
It is said that black makes you slimmer. Zhuang Ni came in all black and stood against the background of the snow-white wall, which made her look even thinner than usual, even to the ethereal state. It would not be surprising if she immediately started to float.
Dad reluctantly agreed, and I put away my phone and entered the classroom to prepare for the second class.
So after thinking about it, the only one I can find to show off is my own son! And you didn’t say it outright to show off, you had to act like you didn’t want to say it, so I asked me to take the initiative—Dad, you’re going too far! If you have time for this, why not get it done and propose to Aunt Ren as soon as possible!
"Dad, that's enough! I have to go to class! You should hurry up and do some business! Don't forget to take care of the online store business, and practice your cooking skills when you have time! Didn't Aunt Ren say that it's too difficult for you to cook? If I eat, I won’t marry you!”