"Student Yan Zhenfei can provide evidence of the portrait, proving that you are completely different from the person in the portrait."
Yun Xiang's face darkened: "Then what evidence can you produce to prove that you are the students of the Demon Class?"
Ye Qingluo raised his eyebrows, and looked at Yun Xiang with an expression of "you idiot": "Then take out the portrait, isn't it the best proof?"
"Don't think I'm afraid to take it!" Yan Zhenfei only thought that Ye Qingluo was dying.
She casually stamped it into the space pocket.
Immediately, a stack of drawing paper was pulled out.
On the drawing paper, there are human faces drawn.
The students who were standing close to each other couldn't help but gasp in amazement when they saw the incomparably handsome faces in the portraits.
So handsome, so beautiful!
All of them are very eye-catching!
The eyes of the students looking at those students in the Demon Class changed.
Sure enough, no one is perfect.
Those students in the Demon Class...
Although the talent is a bit worse.
Although the brain is a little silly.
Although a bit softer.
But he is handsome and beautiful!
They have a good face!
Looking at the face or something has never been out of the ordinary since ancient times.
No matter what time it is, it's time to look at your face...
After marveling at the portrait of Zhang Junnan, the students looked at the person standing behind Ye Qingluo.
Um…
It's not like that.
Although these teenagers are more handsome than each other.
But compared to the person in the portrait, there is still a difference.
At this time, Yan Zhenfei suddenly took a step forward.
She rushed to Ye Qingluo's side, quickly reached out, grabbed someone's arm, and pulled it out forcefully: "Also, this is also evidence!"
The person Yan Zhenfei dragged out was Yan Xiaoyi.
"This person is from my Yan family, a trash from the Yan family, a waste material who can't even condense profound strength, how could he pass the examination of Shangxuan Academy and become a student of Shangxuan Academy?"
Yan Zhenfei's tone was extremely disdainful: "Is there anything I don't know about the ups and downs of the Yan family? How could she be a student of the Demon Class!"
At the academy affairs meeting, Yan Zhenfei never saw Yan Xiaoyi's portrait at all.
Although she knew in her heart that Yan Xiaoyi was no longer the Yan Xiaoyi she used to be.
Yan Xiaoyi's current strength is so strong that even her heart trembles.
But, at least for now, Yan Xiaoyi is not a student of the Demon Class!
All the students' gazes immediately focused on Yan Xiaoyi.
"Let go." Yan Xiaoyi frowned in disgust, extremely unaccustomed to Yan Zhenfei's touch.
She shook off Yan Zhenfei's hand, her voice was calm: "I really don't want to show off my IQ with you. With your stupid mind like a pig, I think it's a waste of time to talk to you."
Really are…
Don't be afraid of opponents like gods, but teammates like pigs.
Yan Zhenfei's divine assist made Ye Qing laugh and cry.
She was wondering what method to use so that she could reveal her face without being questioned by other students.
Now, the Demon Squad doesn't need to hide at all.
The students in the class of demons can also show their true colors.
Yan Zhenfei sent this opportunity over.
Ye Qingluo raised her hand suddenly, and raised her slender index finger.
Suddenly, there was a slight hook.
"Tell them what the truth is."
Ye Qingluo's tone was calm, without any trace of tension or panic.
Ye Qingluo's attitude made Yan Zhenfei cover her chest vigilantly, with a horrified expression on her face.
the truth
What truth
It's all here now, what else can they quibble about