Overlord, Love Me Tender

Chapter 398: provocation (3)

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Shangguan Liuli and Ye Qingluo stood closest.

She was still bowing to the administrator to admit her mistake, but Ye Qingluo wanted to take the opportunity to leave

How can there be such a good thing!

"Ye Qingluo! You are presumptuous!" Suddenly, Shangguan Liuli raised his voice, pointing at Ye Qingluo who had already walked out of the gate, "You have no respect!"

"Why am I presumptuous? It was the administrator who asked me to leave. I left obediently, but I became disrespectful?" Ye Qingluo snorted coldly, but what he said was so infuriating that he couldn't refute it.

"You!" Shangguan Liuli angrily pointed at Ye Qingluo's fingers and froze. She was so angry that she couldn't refute Ye Qingluo's words.

However, before Shangguan Liuli could say a word, the administrator's roar sounded like Hong Zhong: "Still noisy? Believe it or not, I'm carrying you and throwing you out now!"

As soon as the words fell, the administrator's incomparably strong body really bent down to hug Shangguan Liuli.

Shangguan Liuli's face turned pale with fright, and she backed away screaming.

Just kidding, no matter what the administrator said, he was still a man, a strong middle-aged man.

If he was hugged, wouldn't his innocence be ruined for the rest of his life

Shangguan Liuli fled in a panic, and stumbled out of the Zangshu Pavilion.

The other female students, fearing that the administrator would offend them, kept their mouths shut and timidly trotted away from the library.

Shangguan Liuli was so annoyed!

At this time, it was the noon break time, and there were a lot of students coming and going to Cangshu Pavilion.

Her embarrassment at this time fell into the eyes of many students.

I don't know what it will look like.

The eyes from all around were piercing Shangguan Liuli's body like needles.

"Liuli, are you okay?" The female students surrounded Shangguan Liuli from left to right.

It can be seen that her small face is pale, and her eyes are shining with hatred and coldness, and they are all trembling.

Subconsciously retracted his hand.

And this trembling, this retraction, completely stimulated Shangguan Liuli.

"What are you! How dare you laugh at Miss Ben!" Without thinking, Shangguan Liuli shook off the female student who was holding her arm, and slapped her across the face.

The female student was inexplicably slapped and fell to the ground.

Shangguan Liuli's pretty face was cold and distorted.

She felt that these female classmates who were flattering her on weekdays did not know how to speak for her or help her when it came to a critical moment.

How dare you laugh at her in your heart now

That's right, mocking.

Shangguan Liuli thought that the trembling bodies of these female students were suppressing their laughter.

He withdrew his hand, thinking that she was ashamed of being in a mess.

"I'm sick." Ye Qing glanced at her. In her eyes, Shangguan Liuli was a snake spirit disease, a princess disease and a serious snake spirit disease.

Live in your own world forever, and don't listen to what others say.

Ye Qingluo didn't want to waste her saliva, so she turned around and left.

Behind him, Shangguan Liuli rushed to Ye Qingluo as if she had gone crazy.

She had a ferocious expression, and her chilling eyes stared fiercely at Ye Qingluo.

"Ye Qingluo, aren't you amazing? Do you dare to compete with me in this year's class competition!"

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding students all exclaimed in surprise.

Class versus game

This is a required competition held by Shangxuan Academy every year.

It is also the only opportunity for all students in the class who want to exchange classes and climb up to higher classes.

Over the years, only the low, middle and high classes have participated in the class confrontation competition.

The class of gods is high above, and there is no room for advancement. This kind of competition has always been avoided.

And the Demon Class, a waste class, isn't it a shame to participate in this kind of competition