Qin Ye's little ancestor is a real boss

Nan Yan's words gave the students in the class a bad feeling.

"I'll give you one last chance. Whoever did it, come forward. Otherwise, even if you beg for mercy later, it won't work."

Nan Yan's eyebrows were cold, and her beautiful eyes were cold and unruly. Although she spoke in a slow tone, it made people feel more oppressive.

"Annan Yan, I warn you, don't mess around!" The class monitor shouted with great momentum.

"What if I want to mess around?" Nan Yan finished speaking, and suddenly raised her leg and kicked the table next to her out.

Lu Rongrong, who was sitting behind the table, screamed in fear and covered her ears.

The table fell to the ground, and everything on it was scattered all over the floor.

"Lu Rongrong, it seems that the lesson I gave you last time was not enough."

Nan Yan grabbed Lu Rongrong's collar and pulled her up, "Revenge me? Huh?"

Lu Rongrong was terrified, "You...what are you talking about? I don't know. Wuuwuwu, let me go!"

Nan Yan pinched her wrist and said in a clear voice, "If you don't want to be beaten, then clean up my desk."

The girls' faces turned pale again.

When they put the dirt on her desk, they used a small bucket and poured it directly on it.

It's easy to get dirty, but it's hard to get it clean...

"Student An, I was wrong. I dare not do the opposite of you again. Can you please not let me do those things?"

One begged for mercy, and then everyone started begging for mercy.

One by one, they cried, hoping to show weakness to get Nan Yan to soften her heart.

Unfortunately...

Nan Yan made a "tsk" sound and said calmly: "Remember what I said before?"

"I gave you the last chance, but you didn't grab it. Now, begging for mercy is useless."

Nan Yan curled her lips coldly, her eyebrows were arrogant and fierce, and she was full of murderous aura, "If you don't clean it up, you will end up like the boys."

The boys who were still trembling in pain: "..."

This person is not a human, but the King of Hell!

If they could be given another chance to start over, they would never dare to provoke her.

But...

There is no regret medicine in this world.

It's too late for them to regret...

The girls were threatened by Nan Yan, and they put on masks one by one, wrapped their hands with various things, and went to clean the dirt on her desk.

Some vomited while doing it, and some cried.

Nan Yan leaned against the podium casually, took out a lollipop from her pocket, bit it in her mouth, and watched them clean up.

Ten minutes later, a crying voice said, "An... An, the books are not clean. Can I give you my books as compensation?"

"My school uniform is the same size as yours, and I haven't worn it many times. Can I exchange it with yours?"

They are really scared of Nan Yan now.

They just want to satisfy Nan Yan and let them go.

Nan Yan looked at the table that was wiped clean, and the pile of books on the ground that were completely unusable, plus the school uniform jacket. The anger in her eyes was slightly restrained.

"There will be no next time."

This time, it was considered a lesson for the original owner.

Repay what they owed the original owner.

But if they do it again in the future, she will not show mercy.

"We dare not, we dare not..."

"Wuwuwu, really dare not..."

A group of girls shook their heads hurriedly.

Even Lu Rongrong, who hated Nan Yan the most, was really scared now.

She dared not to go against her again.

Nan Yan pointed at the useless books on the ground and said coldly: "Throw those things into the trash can. This matter is over."

The girls quickly threw the books and the garbage they had just used to wipe the table into the trash can, and then looked at her eagerly.

"Student An, can we go wash our hands?"

Even if there were things in their hands, they felt that their hands were dirty after cleaning the dirt and had to be cleaned.

But the door was locked.

They didn't dare to go out unless Nan Yan opened the door.

Just then, the teacher's voice came from the door: "Why can't the door be opened? Students inside, who can help the teacher open the door?"

The male student closest to the door was like waiting for a savior, and hurried over to open the door.

This class was an English class. The English teacher was a young female teacher. When she entered the door, she saw that all the boys were squatting around the podium with painful faces. A table in the classroom fell over and books fell everywhere.

And the girls were all in the last row, with a large trash can next to them.

The whole classroom was filled with a foul smell.

The English teacher was surprised: "What happened?"

The monitor stood up while enduring the pain, pointed at Nan Yan and complained to her: "Teacher, it was An Nan Yan, she beat us, hurt us all, and bullied the girls, asking them to help her clean up the table!"

"Is there such a thing?" The English teacher's expression became serious.

But she still didn't believe it. After all, Nan Yan was just a little girl. She was bullied and excluded in the class before. How could she beat all the boys in this class?

She looked at Nan Yan and asked seriously: "Student An, is what he said true?"

Nan Yan nodded calmly: "Yes."

English teacher: "..."

Is this a person who can't be judged by appearance, and the sea can't be measured?

I didn't expect that she could beat this group of boys!

"Boys, go to the office, Student An also go, girls, thank you for your hard work, clean up the classroom, and study first in this class."

After the English teacher gave the order, Nan Yan and the boys in her class went to the office in a mighty manner.

But the boys were a bit miserable.

Nan Yan used too much force, and they were still in pain. They could only support each other and limp along.

The dean was watching the female star he liked on the web page. When he heard someone shouting "report", he quickly closed the web page and let the people outside in.

As a result, nearly twenty people came in and almost squeezed the office to pieces.

"What's going on?"

"Nan Yan, don't tell me that this is related to you again!"