Zhang Hua almost had his shit stepped on.
He covered his stomach and rolled on the ground to avoid being trampled by Song Yang.
Seeing that he had tortured her enough, Song Yang kicked Zhang Hua in the back and said, "Apologize to squad leader Su Xiaoya immediately, or I will beat you again."
Zhang Hua didn't dare to say a word.
He knelt on the ground obediently, looked at Su Xiaoya and said: "Xiaoya..."
Song Yang kicked him again and said, "Call the squad leader!"
Zhang Hua nodded quickly and said, "Class monitor, I was wrong! I will never pretend again. I will love my classmates and listen to you. You can even let me eat shit!"
Su Xiaoya's face turned red because of Zhang Hua's oath.
It was the first time that she felt treated with such respect. In the past, Zhang Hua had shown his courtesy to her because he thought she was pretty, but that was because he had improper thoughts about her.
This time, she was treated seriously as a class monitor.
Su Xiaoya looked at Song Yang standing beside her, and felt sweet in her heart.
If Song Yang hadn't taken action, Zhang Hua would probably never treat her well, and those warriors would not have any respect for her.
Seeing that Su Xiaoya didn't say anything, Song Yang slapped Zhang Hua and said, "Zhang Hua, why are you so loud? Su Xiaoya, the squad leader, was scared by you and stopped talking!"
Zhang Hua covered his head with his hands, looking aggrieved.
Su Xiaoya said: "Okay Song Yang, don't talk about him anymore. I think Zhang Hua should realize his mistake."
Zhang Hua nodded repeatedly.
Song Yang said: "Okay! You're lucky, get out of here!"
Zhang Hua stood up as if he had been pardoned and stood aside, not daring to say a word.
Su Xiaoya returned to the podium again.
Crash~!
All the warriors in the class quickly returned to their seats, sat upright, and no one dared to whisper to each other.
Zhang Hua was the first to sit down.
Following his example, other students in the class did not dare to move.
Under everyone's gaze, Su Xiaoya said with high spirits: "Dear students, we welcome Song Yang, the warrior who has been promoted from the lower house to the elite class of the upper house!"
“Pah pah pah pah…”
There was warm applause and everyone in the class clapped hard.
No one stopped clapping even when their hands turned red.
Song Yang nodded, and the applause subsided.
Su Xiaoya said: "Please let Song Yang speak!"
She made way.
Song Yang said: "I just came to the third class of the elite class of the upper academy, and I don't know many rules. I hope that my classmates can give me good guidance in the future. I will definitely learn with an open mind!"
As he spoke, everyone waved their hands vigorously to indicate that it was okay.
As soon as he arrived, he beat up the class bully Zhang Hua and almost made him cry for his father. Who would dare to guide such a freshman? He is just looking for trouble!
Song Yang ended his speech under the kind gazes of all the warriors in the Elite Class 3, and enthusiastic warriors such as Zhang Hua gave up their best seats to Song Yang, allowing Song Yang to experience the love and care from his classmates.
Su Xiaoya's seat was next to Song Yang, and they became deskmates.
The first class just passed like this.
When Song Yang came back from the toilet, he found a lot of fragrant stationery in his desk pocket.
He opened it and found that it was written by a girl in his class.
Their words can be summed up in two words: Do you want a date
Song Yang felt helpless.
There's really nothing we can do about it. He's so handsome and capable, so he attracts fanatical attention wherever he goes.
He folded the envelope into many small airplanes and threw them out of the window. They soon flew away.
Su Xiaoya came over and said, "Song Yang, do you have anything to do this afternoon?"
Song Yang said: "It's okay, but I won't make an appointment."