Fairy King Dad

The teacher has not come to class for a long time.

The atmosphere in the class is quite lively.

Many people were chatting with each other, and it seemed that some of them knew each other.

Here at Luo Luo, the two classmates in front would look at Luo Luo from time to time.

Two male classmates occasionally whispered together:

"The girl behind you is so pretty."

"I'm going to...beauty."

The two of them were talking quietly, and if they were ordinary people, they would definitely not be able to hear their conversation.

But Luoluo heard it clearly.

Including Luoluo's deskmate, the girl Dong Shuang who had spoken a word or two before.

The old classmate in the second to last row on the right of Dong Shuangke was chatting away.

They saw Luoluo looking out the window in a daze, and no one disturbed her.

It feels like this beautiful female classmate is very introverted.

As for the last row on Dong Shuang's right.

They are two classmates, one fat and one thin.

The fat classmate had a crew cut and a somewhat cynical temperament. He looked at his mobile phone and started singing in a low voice.

His singing attracted Luoluo's attention.

Don't tell me, this guy can sing pretty well.

When I came to the class for the first time, I sang whenever I had nothing to do. At first glance, I was an extrovert.

The fat man's deskmate, a thin man, was playing with a small toy.

It seems that this thin classmate is more introverted.

"What's your name?"

The classmate next to him hummed a few words and looked around casually. When he saw Luo Luo, his eyes lit up slightly and he asked.

"Su Luoluo." Luoluo responded.

"Are you dating?"

The fat man said with a smile.

He is not the kind of character who is nervous or afraid to speak when he sees a beautiful female classmate.

Although it was a bit of a joke, it could also be seen that the fat classmate had some expectations.

Dong Shuang looked around and remained silent at the moment. She thought Luoluo would tell her about the school's rules against falling in love.

result......

"Are you great?" Luoluo glanced over.

"That's necessary. Mention my name so that it can be used in this school." The fat man looked calm.

"oh."

Luoluo saw through his realm at a glance. This fat man had the realm of a martial arts master.

Since the emergence of powerful men from the underground palace, and the spiritual herbs from the wilderness, even some low-end spiritual herbs have been able to cultivate many martial arts masters.

It is not as scarce as it was back then. Not only do masters travel everywhere, it can also be said that they can often be seen in life.

"By the way, my name is Sun Qing." The fat man nodded.

"If you want to chase me, you have to beat my father first." Luoluo said in a calm tone: "My father told me this."

"Hey, listen to daddy, you are a good girl." Sun Qing looked a little surprised.

"Yeah, I'm super good at home." Luoluo smiled sweetly.

She looks like a well-behaved and obedient female classmate.

When Sun Qing saw this, he immediately laughed.

It's a little more difficult to pursue this kind of good girl.

But nothing, he likes things that are challenging.

What's more... if you take such a beautiful girl out, your face will be doubled!

"Hey, I think it's a bit easy to beat your dad." Sun Qing squinted and smiled: "Su Luoluo, how about you change your request?"

Luoluo blinked and said innocently:

"No, next time my dad comes to pick me up, you can go with me. When the time comes...just say...just say I want to beat you, and you can rush up and try. "

Luoluo thought about it for a while, thinking about teasing her father. She suddenly laughed again and changed her words:

"It's better not to do that. I think you just run over and say you want to chase me and get my dad to agree. Uh, no, no, no, let's forget it. I don't think you can resist a beating."

Luoluo thought about it carefully. When his father heard these words, his blood was boiling. If he were not careful, he could easily be beaten to death by Sun Qing with just a little bit of strength.

It's OK to play tricks, but you can't play tricks on other people's lives.

Sun Qing shook his head repeatedly: "How dare I fight with your parents..."

After saying a few words, the fat man fiddled with his mobile phone again.

"Come on, Su Luoluo, add your contact information." Sun Qing handed over the phone casually.

"Oh, okay." Luoluo nodded and asked for the contact information of his classmates. It was normal.

"Sun Qing, why don't we add some too?" Dong Shuang said immediately.

"Do you know me?" Sun Qing was stunned and glanced at her, as if he could refuse at any time.

"I've heard about you, you were like this in No. 16 Middle School." Dong Shuang gave a thumbs up, indicating that Sun Qing was the eldest brother from there.

"Oh, let's go."

Sun Qing nodded, feeling that it would be difficult to refuse when he met a young fan.

When adding friends.

Dong Shuang whispered beside Luo Luo: "Sun Qing is in No. 16 Middle School. He is very powerful. He is the big brother there. Even many gangsters outside the school dare not mess with him."

"oh."

Luoluo has no interest in this aspect.

Just when Sun Qing was about to continue asking something.

On the far right, against the wall, a man with short hair and very fair skin stood up suddenly. He slammed the table, jumped up, grabbed the hair of the male classmate behind him, and said with a ferocious expression:

"I told you not to touch my chair, didn't you hear me?"

brush!

The whole class suddenly became quiet.

The boy whose hair was grabbed was red in the face and a little dissatisfied, but he did not dare to say anything.

Bang!

The man with short hair and black clothes punched the boy in the back row in the chest, causing him to collapse on the chair with a pale face.

"If you dare to push the table a little further, I will give you a life in the martial arts studio that will make you unable to take care of yourself. Do you believe it?"

The short-haired boy pointed at his classmates in the back row.

The classmate did not dare to reply, lowered his head and remained silent.

"Speak! Are you so mute?"

The short-haired boy was very dissatisfied and stood up rudely, as if he wanted to beat up the classmate behind him.

"Beibei!"

The boy on the right side of the fifth row from the middle, who was 1.7 meters tall, stood up directly, went over and grabbed the short-haired boy, and said:

"Don't forget Huafeng's rules. You can't do anything except in the martial arts hall."

He persuaded, then looked at the classmate who was punched, and asked: "Can you reply, I tell you, his name is Bei Zeyuan, he is the first brother of Far East Middle School, if you don't want to get beaten, Just be honest and don’t act dumb.”

"I, I know."

The male student in the back row moved the table that had been squeezed forward a lot and moved it back some distance.

Bei Zeyuan glared at him, then sat down, glanced at the boy who was holding him, and said: "Rongwei, from now on, please mind your own business. If someone deserves a beating, you can't stop me."

"In Huafeng, you have to go to the martial arts gym to solve any problem." Rongwei returned to his seat. His complexion was slightly darker and he looked very energetic. He glanced at his classmates and smiled: "Okay, It’s time for everyone to talk.”

I have to say that after this little episode, the nearly sixty students in the class looked at Bei Zeyuan, Rongwei, and the male student who was beaten relatively more often.

Especially Rongwei, the first brother of Far East Middle School, feels very powerful. After all, Far East Middle School is quite famous here in Liaocheng.

"Luoluo, that Weiwei is Rongwei, he is also very powerful."

Dong Shuang whispered to Luo Luo:

"He is the first brother in No. 7 Middle School. Many people call him Weiwei. Look, there are only three eldest brothers in our class, Sun Qing, Beibei and Weiwei. Eh? In our class, are you studying well? There are relatively few, right? Those who study well go to key classes."

There are five key classes, Class 8, Class 18, Class 28...all the way up to Class 58.

As for Luoluo...she asked herself not to go to key classes.

When you come to a regular class, there are some who study well, some who don't, and some who spend money to get in.

The learning environment may not be as good as key classes, but Luoluo thinks it will be more fun.

The male classmates mingle easily.

Many fun-loving classmates gathered around Bei Zeyuan and Rongwei and started chatting. They also knew that these two people were very powerful.

Sun Qing's place was similar. There were several boys nearby who would always talk to Sun Qing.

As for Sun Qing, Rong Wei and Bei Zeyuan, they also looked at each other several times.

Obviously, Rongwei and Bei Zeyuan have a good relationship. As for Sun Qing's name, they have also heard of it.

They are all big brother-level figures, and no one takes the initiative to get to know each other. They all have their own arrogance.

Soon, the time came to 7:50.

The class was very lively.

At the stage of getting to know each other, many people want to express themselves.

Next to Rongwei, two male classmates who had been chatting for a few words returned to their seats in the front row and were still running and joking.

suddenly.

A black shadow appeared at the door of the class.

"The teacher is here?"

A few people were the first to spot the teacher at the door.

He is very fat, at least two times fatter than Sun Qing, and he also belongs to the type where fat people are not ugly.

The teacher wore myopia glasses, had a serious expression, and had a strong aura. The class soon became quiet.

The two male classmates in the aisle quickly lowered their heads and returned to their seats in the third row.

The fat teacher held a book in his hand. He walked into the classroom expressionlessly. He did not go to the podium, but walked forward in the aisle.

When he passed by the location of the two male classmates who had been fighting before.

In an instant, the teacher raised the book in his hand.

Bang!

The book hit a male classmate hard on the head, and he slapped another male classmate on the face.

The next moment, the venue was completely silent.

"Are there any rules?"

The teacher's voice was low. As he spoke, he flicked his right hand and hit the book on the head of another female classmate.

"Noisy, noisy?"

He turned and walked toward the podium.

The female classmate shed tears, but he didn't seem to care much.

"When you come to class, you must follow the rules."

The male teacher had a beer belly. He looked around and pointed at the textbooks and uniforms on the podium in a calm tone:

"Everything is here, but no one distributes it? Are there no people with higher consciousness?"

"Is it okay to just chat and make trouble?"

The male teacher placed the books in the classroom and said calmly: "My name is Hou Junwen, and I am your class teacher. I am a classmate in the first row. Pass out the school uniforms and books. The first class will start in ten minutes."

After saying this, Hou Junwen turned around and left the classroom. He was looking at something on his phone at the window not far away.

This scene surprised Luoluo.

This was the first time she met such a strict and hands-on teacher.

Class 41, there are many older brothers and strict teachers... Luoluo feels that her high school life seems to have started to have some fun on the first day.