When everyone heard this, they rolled their eyes in unison.
Dear old class, do you have any misunderstanding about our academic performance
Class three!
Worst class in school! Worst student ever!
Don't get your hopes up, okay
As soon as Wang Zhongyun left, Tang Xinrou jumped up on his back and pulled Song Yaoyao up.
"Baby, let's go to the bathroom together!"
Song Yaoyao sighed old-fashionedly, "Alright then."
She didn't understand why girls like to go to the toilet together. Is there any scary monster in the toilet
The bathroom is outside the teaching building, and two people went downstairs.
Song Yaoyao stood outside with her hands in her pockets, only showing a pair of dark eyes, "Go, I'll wait for you outside."
"Okay, you are not allowed to go!"
Tang Xinrou turned her head three times and ran into the bathroom in a hurry.
During get out of class time, people came and went around, Song Yaoyao slowly moved to the side, her mind was empty, and she began to be in a daze—
"Why are you running away? How dare you sue? Heh, I've seen a lot of poor boys like you. Believe it or not, I can kick you out of the first class right away?"
"You, you let me go! Let go—"
Three boys grabbed another boy and walked towards the bathroom. The boy kept struggling.
The corners of his lips were bruised and his cheeks were red and swollen. It looked like he had just fought with someone not long ago.
Song Yaoyao was not very interested in these things, she lowered her head and moved aside—
"Go! Today I will teach you how to be a man!"
Several people scuffled together outside the bathroom. Song Yaoyao was small and huddled in a corner, but unexpectedly suffered an unreasonable disaster.
"thump-"
Song Yaoyao was knocked down and sat on the ground. She froze for a few moments, and tears welled up in her eyes.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry—yo? Song Yaoyao?"
The man apologized halfway and suddenly became happy. He didn't expect to meet an acquaintance.
"Why are you standing here when you have nothing to do? It's okay to be stupid, can you grow some eyes?" The boy's voice was mean, and his words were full of sarcasm, "Look, you're still crying. Those who don't know think we are doing something to you Well, how hypocritical—”
"What did you say?"
Song Yaoyao wiped away tears and slowly got up from the ground.
She cried quietly, her pupils were black and white, and the tears fell in a blink.
But she was still calm and asked in a nasal voice.
An Feiran's face was covered with bruises, he apologized embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, are you okay?"
It must have hurt just now, right
Song Yaoyao didn't even look at him, she smiled at the boy with red eyes, "I asked you what you just said."
"Hoo—"
The boys looked at each other and laughed wildly.
"What's the matter? Are you still not convinced? I said you are hypocritical, why... ah!!"
Before she could finish her mocking words, the little girl had already picked up a stone from the ground and threw it at the boy's head.
"Fuck...fucking Song Yaoyao, are you sick?!"
Two of the boys were so frightened that they took two steps back. Seeing the blood gushing out of the boys' heads, they were so frightened that they could hardly speak.
"Come on! What should I do..."
Song Yaoyao stepped on the boy with tears in her eyes, "Come on, tell me again."
Her voice was soft and non-lethal, which was completely inversely proportional to the ferocity with which she threw stones at people's faces.
"I, what the hell..."
The boy's consciousness had already begun to blur, and he raised his hand to wipe his face full of stickiness.
"Song Yaoyao, I won't, I won't let you go—"