Chapter 393: This is to tear it up.

Chapter 393, this is to tear it up.

The whole class was sitting, the only one with Ye Ying who suddenly stood up with the madness, and the voice was so sharp that even the applause could not cover it.

The classmate sitting behind her was only able to hear her harsh voice, but the classmates who could just see her expression were all scared by her wolf.

"God, this Ye Ying is terrible."

"It’s so scary. Like the vicious witches in Western novels, the first second is gentle and kind, and the next second is fierce!"

"Mom, the five senses are all twisted, and where is it beautiful!" The boys are concerned about beauty, and the girls are concerned about good and evil.

The applause in front was slowly stopped because he saw the leaf and the fierce phase. The applause in the back was suddenly lifted by Ye Ying, and he gradually disappeared after he had not sat down.

"What's wrong with this? What did Ye Ying do? What did she scream just now? I didn't hear it clearly."

"I didn't have it. I suddenly stood up and pointed to the new classmates. I didn't know what was going on."

"Don't talk, Teacher Tong's face is not very good."

This is the enthusiasm of the class atmosphere was caused by Ye Ying's nerves, all the unknown students are looking at me, I look at you, then look at the teacher's serious expression, one of them is 噤The sound.

The classroom suddenly became quiet, and the eye-catching Ye Ying was in the darkness of the same table, and slammed a screaming spirit... Some slowed to wake up.

This soberness makes Ye Ying feel that his eyes are black.

She saw... All the students looked at themselves with a different look. It was unacceptable, rejected, and more disgusting!

... What did she just do? What did you just say?

Ye Ying, who couldn’t help but tremble, tried to make himself relax and could squeeze a smile to explain his own demise.

The more I want to relax, the more I can't relax. The more I want to laugh, the more she looks distorted.

That kind of weirdness is like a vine that is old and old, and the old claws of the claws are on the broken wall, which is especially embarrassing.

Just when the atmosphere was a little bit stiff, the sound of the desks and chairs moved from behind the classroom.

"Oh, my mom! You...you...you..." An Jiaxin, who had a long enough reflex arc, returned from the dumb eyes, and instantly, the soles were spring-like and slammed. Surprise: "My simple classmate, you... you won me so much!"

This time, An Jiaxin became the second classmate to stand up. The difference is that her face's happiness is in stark contrast to Ye Ying's fierceness.

She is not only like this, but also has some incoherent words to Tong teacher: "Teacher, teacher, I know, I know! We are junior high school students, a class! It is the idol of the whole class! She..."

"Classmates, you will not introduce yourself to your junior high school classmates." Teacher Tong did not blame her, but told her to sit down first. "No hurry, every student has a chance to introduce themselves."

In the conversation between the teacher and the teacher, the girl with Ye Ying’s face was so heavy that she pulled her skirt and didn’t say anything: “Sit down!” and whispered, “How can I be so unlucky? I will be at the same table with you one day."

This is not the result that Ye Ying wants!

If she is really sitting down now, then she will lose, and the classmates will hate her, hate her, stay away from her!

(End of this chapter)