Su Yi walked to the seat and sat down, but she found that there were a lot of things in the drawer.
However, they were all unimportant, such as a half-used draft book for exercise books and a few pens. It seemed that the last person who sat here did not have time to clean up and left in a hurry.
She put these things aside, took out her textbook and pen, and started to listen to the class.
There was not much difference between classrooms in big cities and those in small towns.
In non-elite classes like this, the teacher was writing furiously, while students were taking notes, playing with their phones, or sleeping. It was just that students were more blatant, and the teacher was more likely to turn a blind eye.
But then again, the teachers here were really capable. At least, their Mandarin was very standard.
Su Yi once met an old teacher who started speaking in dialect and telling stories during class. Of course, she also found it very interesting.
During the break of the first class, the class monitor came down to collect the homework. The homework book that Su Yi received was brand new, so it was naturally skipped.
The guy at the table behind her had been sleeping since morning. Now that he had woken up, he threw a few notebooks on Su Yi’s desk with an impatient look on his face, “Ask him for it in the afternoon!”
Someone in the back row immediately laughed and patted his shoulder exaggeratedly: “Sleepyhead, wake up! The person sitting in front of you has changed!”
“That’s right. That Zhang or something was scared into transferring to another school by you, Brother Hang!”
“If you keep being so fierce, be careful not to scare away the female classmate.”
The so-called sleepyhead shook off the hand on his back and stretched with difficulty. Then, he lazily opened his eyes and stared at Su Yi.
He said bluntly: “Hey, since you are sitting in this seat, you will help me with my homework from now on.”
Su Yi looked at him curiously, “Did the person who sat here before always help you with your homework?”
“Of course.”
Su Yi asked again, “Why?”
“Why?” The other party seemed to find it very funny and repeated it.
Suddenly, he stretched out a fist, the wind from the fist almost brushing the tip of Su Yi’s nose, “Of course, it’s because my fist is harder than his.”
Su Yi stepped back a little, lowered her eyelids, and nodded, “So, that’s how it is.”
Mao Tuan asked her in her consciousness: [Yi Yi, what’s wrong?]
“Nothing.” Su Yi answered it.
It was just that she thought humans would be more civilized. After all, the ones she met before were just talking nonsense. It turned out that like their demon clan, sometimes they also spoke with strength, and the strong dominated the weak.
Liang Hang saw that she was frightened, and the corner of his mouth curled up smugly.
He was about to withdraw his hand, but he saw the other party slowly stretched out two thin white fingers and gently touched his fist, like a feather falling on the ground, but it made him sweat coldly on his forehead instantly. He had to hold it back to avoid crying out in pain.
He stared at Su Yi in disbelief as if he was looking at a monster.
Su Yi withdrew her hand and smiled shyly: “Sorry, it’s been too long since I used force, so I can’t control the strength well.”
She spoke softly, and only Liang Hang heard it.
The others thought that they were whispering to each other, but in fact, Liang Hang was still in so much pain that he didn’t dare to speak.
Su Yi said again: “About doing homework, let’s go to the rooftop to talk about it during lunch break.”
Liang Hang shook his head repeatedly, thinking that he was blind and had offended this powerful woman who appeared out of nowhere.
He even had to go to the rooftop. What was he going there for? To beat him up?
He was not stupid! Bah! He didn’t fight with women!
Su Yi glanced at his fist, and Liang Hang’s head got stuck halfway through shaking. The place that was touched just now was now burning with pain.
He choked for a long time before taking a deep breath: “Go, go to the rooftop!”
The onlookers saw them playing dumb, and suddenly, they talked about going to the rooftop. Everyone was confused, and some joked with Liang Hang.
“Sleepy God, you’re amazing. You made an appointment to go to the rooftop in a short time.”
“Swishing, so fast.”
Liang Hang ignored them all and lay on the table pretending to sleep.
In fact, if it weren’t for the pain in his hand, he still couldn’t believe that he was pinched down by a little girl with just two fingers.
When he slept in a daze, he woke up and found that his hand didn’t hurt anymore. He began to doubt whether the pain before was just his illusion.
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