Wang Mingming is the class teacher of Class B in the second year of high school. He was taken aback when he heard this, and immediately dropped the textbook and ran out. At this moment, all the students in Class A of the second grade followed in a swarm.
The northwest corner of the green-yin playground had already surrounded a few teachers, and they were desperately trying to separate the two girls who were fighting together. But the two girls had red eyes, and they were so powerful that one pulled their hair and the other pulled their ears.
Yun Xizhao squeezed into the crowd, frowning and said: "How much hatred is this, it's too cruel to start..."
Huang Shanshan whispered "help out" and muttered "Okay! Give her another slap! Yes! Pull her hair!"
Two girls fighting, one with long hair, tall and strong, with bleeding forehead, one with short hair, bulging arm muscles, cheeks full of slap marks, really evenly matched!
Yun Xizhao was a little embarrassed and thought: Lu Chen was still calm, and didn't run out to watch the excitement. This scene was really embarrassing.
The skinny Wang Mingming was sweating with anxiety, and kept yelling, "Stop! Stop!"
But no one cares about her at all.
The long-haired girl was full of unkempt hair, and the blood on her forehead dripped from the corner of her eyes, but she was still full of anger. She stretched out her arms to slap her opponent desperately, cursing: "Rong Xiaobei, call you bad! It's cheap! If you don't teach you a good lesson today, I won't be called Wei Ting!"
Rong Xiaobei, a girl with short hair, flushed with tears in her eyes. She has a very strong figure and looks very strong, but she doesn't turn back. She just avoids the slap in the face while finding the right time to beat the long-haired girl called Wei Ting fiercely.
More and more teachers and students were onlookers, and most of them seemed to be stunned. Only a few male teachers rushed forward to persuade them.
After finally pulling the two girls apart, the grade leader who heard the news said with a cold face and angrily: "You dare to fight openly in the school. You are girls. How can you fight? Why don't you have any shame? Have you eaten the guts of the ambition leopard?"
Wei Ting wiped the blood stains on her forehead and smiled coldly: "Girls can't fight, but boys can fight? Your standards are really in line with the style of our school, respect for men!"
The grade leader's eyes almost burst into flames, gritted his teeth and said: "You still have such a sharp mouth, it seems that you don't know how to repent! What is your name? Which class are you from?"
Wei Ting let out a "hum", turned her head and stopped looking at him.
The grade leader was going to get a crooked nose, but was torn his sleeves by a male teacher next to him.
"This girl's name is Wei Ting, and she is the daughter of President Wei, the president of the Parent Council. If President Wei knows about it, I'm afraid it won't be very good... Let's go to the office first."
This was said in a very low voice, but the four or five people around them heard it. Yun Xizhao and Huang Shanshan are among them.
The grade leader's expression changed, he touched his bald forehead awkwardly, then pointed to the short-haired girl, and shouted, "Which class are you in? Didn't the teacher teach you to be friendly to classmates?"
Rong Xiaobei wiped her cheeks, seeming to want to erase those slap marks, and suddenly shouted: "Bullying and fearing hardship! You are a teacher, but you are not bullying and fearing hardship! She beat me first, I'm just a legitimate defense!"
Wei Ting mocked: "I just bullied you, so what? You dare to try to seduce Ouyang Liang, next time it won't be as simple as a few slaps! Shameless slut!"
Ouyang Liang? !
For a while, the students onlookers looked at each other, not knowing what to say, all fell into silence.
Rong Xiaobei was so angry that he wanted to go up and kick Wei Ting again. He was dragged by someone and cursed with anger: "You will only bully others, you only have a long chest and don't make trouble! I am!"
After the shocking fight, this "excellent" scolding battle followed one after another.
The grade leader couldn't help himself. He directed a few male teachers to pull the two girls back to the office and yelled at the dumbfounded students: "It's nothing with you! Give me back to class!"
Huang Shanshan stuck out her tongue in amazement, took Yun Xizhao hurriedly to the classroom, and muttered: "The power of love can turn angels into demons... The charm of Senior Ouyang is really great. Wei Ting is arrogant and beautiful and temperamental. It’s big, and I chased Senior Ouyang for a year, but every time I sent things back, I would do everything possible to retaliate against other girls when they expressed their affection for the senior. This time it was really ruthless, and it was a fight. !"
Yun Xizhao was puzzled: "Wei Ting is indeed a bit too fierce. Is there such a fierce angel?"
"Ah, I'll just say that. If Wei Ting is an angel, then I can also be regarded as a mortal fairy... Why can't you girl find the point?"
"Oh."
Yun Xizhao felt that she could not keep up with Huang Shanshan's jumping thinking rhythm.
The two rushed towards the classroom arm in arm. The moment they entered the teaching building, Yun Xizhao's eyes suddenly caught a tall figure that was slightly familiar. Although she couldn't see the person's face clearly, she suddenly noticed something at the moment of the flare and stopped.
Quiet and detached, that figure is handsome and graceful, as calm and gentle as in memory, it seems to be submerged in a corner, but it has a cold and frosty breath that makes people have to pay attention, awe and dare not approach.