作者: Filthy 機械翻訳
Just as he finished his sentence, Ling Jue's eyes dimmed. Her hand grabbed his hand as fast as lightning, and she threw him over her shoulder from his seat. He crashed into the corridor on the right, and Lu Yilie instantly fell to the ground.
"Ouch!" Lu Yilie cried out in surprise. He felt like he had been in the air for 0.01 seconds before he landed on his butt.
2Fortunately, the ground was covered with carpet. Otherwise, his tail bone would have been shattered.
The noisy crowd was stunned. What did they just see?!
2The little prince was thrown over his shoulder, and he looked extremely pathetic.
2Was this true?!
2"Ling Jue! Don't go too far!" Lu Yilie rubbed his butt and pointed at him while gritting his teeth.
2Ling Jue glanced at him indifferently and snorted coldly.
She was the victim. She was the clan leader, how could she be the victim?!
2Moreover, she was the victim of Feng Yulin's body. She gave him a chuckle.
"Apologize to me now, or I'll... I'll..." Lu Yilie suddenly stopped and his mouth twitched. What else could he say? How could he threaten him?
2Ling Jue tapped her fingers on the table and looked at him teasingly. "What do you want to do?"
2Lu Yilie: "..." Uncle, someone is bullying me, but I can't beat him!
2Lu Yilie looked at his subordinates pointing at him and was a little displeased. He said angrily, "Ling Jue, I'm telling you, don't be arrogant. Someone will deal with you!"
2Ling Jue shrugged and welcomed the person who could teach her a lesson.
"Hmph!" Lu Yilie knew all along that he could not beat Ling Jue.
2This little body actually had such strength. He would throw him over the shoulder every time. 'Oh my god! My ass hurts!'
2"Waah!" He bounced up as soon as he sat on the stool. His ass must have turned green. 'F*ck, Ling Jue, just you wait!'
2'I must teach him a lesson!'
2However, he suddenly thought of something and was scared again.
Cousin Feng Ze said that his uncle treated Ling Jue very well. He could not touch him at all.
Anyway, telling the parents would not work. Ahem.
Then, he would find a group of people to beat this kid up.
2But, would his uncle find trouble with him? He would say that he was bullying the weak.
2Sigh...
2It was really difficult.
2Just as the two of them were having their own thoughts, an instructor in military uniform and the class teacher walked in.
The class teacher was a woman. She looked like she was in her forties. Her face was stern, and she looked serious.
Everyone immediately kept quiet. They looked carefully at the teacher who came in. There was only one thought in their minds. It was over!
This person was actually their class teacher. This was the class teacher who was known as the witch.
She was dressed in a black professional outfit and wore black-framed glasses. Her entire person exuded a cold air. Although her face was not exceptionally beautiful, she was still a beauty.
"Hello, everyone." Li Yue's clear and bright voice came from her red lips. "I am your high school's class teacher, Li Yue. Everyone in Molk knows that I will take you from the first year of high school to the third year of high school. If you have any problems in your daily life or your studies, you can look for me."
2"Now, please come up to the stage and introduce yourselves. Let me get to know you." Li Yue pointed to the chair beside her and said, "Instructor Yao will rest here first."
2Instructor Yao nodded, but his eyes were sizing up the people in the classroom.
Li Yue glanced down and frowned slightly. "Are we still lacking-"
2"Sorry! Sorry! Teacher, I'm late..."
2Before Li Yue could finish her words, a little girl rushed in from the door. Her face was red and she was anxious.
[ Lan Hou, let me ask you another question. Ling Jue is Ling Jue. We have the same pronunciation. Who in school knows who Ling Jue is? Therefore, we only use Ling Jue. Her identity will be Ling Jue in secret. Thank you. Don't ask anymore. I'M GOING TO KILL MYSELF! ]