"So, please accept our gift!"
Together, the five girls held gifts in both hands and handed them to Song Yaoyao.
Song Yaoyao didn't answer, she looked at her, "Really?"
She rubbed her small fist, which was still a little swollen.
Tang Xinrou: "Could it be that you were teased by someone to try to break our class's bet?"
"No no no, how come? We are really serious!"
Their eyes were sincere, and they were about to cry.
"We're sorry for not helping you yesterday, but if there is a next time, please be sure to call us!"
Xu Yue: "..."
Damn mentally handicapped, do you get addicted to fighting in groups
Little did they know that the third class later became the most prestigious class in several nearby schools.
The level of unity is astonishing.
Even the gangsters outside walked around the students in class three.
Because you hit one, it is likely to attract a group.
"Okay then, thank you for the gift."
The table was already full, but this time there was not even a gap.
Tang Xinrou warned, "You should know what will happen if you make trouble? Huh?"
The girls nodded again and again, seeing that Song Yaoyao was relieved to accept the gift, and hurriedly turned back to her seat.
Song Yaoyao pursed her lips in a happy mood.
Then the phone rang, it was a text message.
But at this moment, she quickly walked up to the podium and tapped on the blackboard. The noisy classroom instantly fell silent.
"In order to thank everyone for their gifts, I also prepared gifts for everyone."
"Wow!"
Everyone is looking forward to and excited.
She clapped her little hands, and saw a few young brothers outside, panting and walking in carrying bundles of books.
Tang Xinrou's eyes darkened, and she secretly thought that it was not good.
The little girl proudly patted the pile of 53, "In order to promote a good learning environment, it is imperative to unify the teaching materials. This time I will spend money and invite everyone to study for free!!"
Everyone: "???"
No, I know these words separately, how to put them together, I feel a little dizzy
"Come on, now please line up to receive gifts, everyone has a share, don't be crowded~"
There was no movement in the audience for a long time, Song Yaoyao paused.
The dark eyes scanned one by one, and after a few seconds of silence, he asked softly, "Did you forget yesterday's bet?"
Collective silence.
Song Yaoyao played with a piece of chalk in her hand, and said softly: "I have never lost before, and this time is the same. If you admit that you are useless, then go to the first class to apologize, and I will not stop you."
She smiled and spread her hands, the chalk was shattered into powder in the palm of her hand.
It fell down, and it seemed to be snowing in an instant.
"If you still want to work harder, you can come up and get your book now."
Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally someone asked out their concerns.
"We also want to, but the foundation is too weak, where should we start?"
The little girl on the stage smiled brightly, "These are things I want to consider, not you. I said I would personally tutor you, but you thought I was joking? Start with the first one in the first row and come up one by one to receive—" "
After she laughed, her expression became serious in an instant, and she handed 53 of each subject to her classmates.
The voice is still warm and soft.
"Don't worry, I'm here."
A simple sentence inexplicably soothed everyone's restless hearts.
Today's sunshine is rare and warm, and the sky that has been cloudy for a long time can finally be cleared.
The girl was petite, and there was even baby fat on her delicate face.
Like the sun, people have the idea of chasing.
It can be arrogant and domineering, but it can also warm people's hearts.