Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder’s Record of Counterattacks

In the face of the arrogant and arrogant attitude of school doctors, Ning Shu is also drunk, and there is a feeling of being speechless.

Ning Shu left the gauze on his forehead, but let the school doctor see her more eyes, and still watched until Ning Shu's back could not be seen.

Ning Shu returned to the classroom according to the memory of the original master. To be honest, when she saw the classroom, Ning Shu’s heart was very excited. She stayed in the hospital after she was fifteen years old. Since then, she has not I have been to the classroom.

But this enthusiasm was immediately ruined. Ning Shu stood in front of the classroom and wanted to go in, but was stopped at the door by a teacher with glasses.

"Lin Jiajia, late for class, no reason, this class will not be on, standing at the door." Teacher Liang said faintly, the eyes under the glasses showed a look of disdain, "Do not hinder other people from attending classes."

Ning Shu’s heart was very uncomfortable, but he also knew that his arm could not be twisted on his thigh. He stood at the door, and Teacher Liang snorted. The image of a mean middle-aged woman was far from the image of a human soul engineer.

Ace is an aristocratic college. The status of the teacher in the school is not as high as that of the students, and the identity of these students is not what the teacher can afford.

Now she is in Ais, the role of everyone shouting, and the woman of Liang’s power naturally falls into the ground, so that she can please the three princes who exist in the school god.

In Lin Jiajia's memory, when the whole school was teasing Ling Xue, Teacher Liang also fell to the stone at that time, desperately trying to make it difficult, but the last Ling Xue turned over, and Liang immediately changed his attitude and pleased Ling Xue.

It is the person who fell on both sides of the wall.

Ning Shu stood in the hallway and heard the whistle and laughter from the classroom. Some people stood up and watched her eyes with contempt and mockery.

Ning Shu: ...

What the original Lord is doing, let these people hate her so much, just like the hatred of killing the father, Ning Shu carefully recalled, as if there is nothing to do, it is crazy to find Ling Xue's trouble.

Desperately, it seems that it has angered the public.

Ning Shu silently, in this world, Ling Xue is the absolute protagonist, this world is all around the protagonist, but like Ling Xue, as long as the fingers are moved, there are countless people who are eager for her, without rational blind worship. This is no longer a charm, but a horror.

What will happen to this world?

Ning Shu feels that he has too many things. He can't even touch the task at the moment. He has no clue at all. His thinking is actually at the level of all mankind and the whole world.

Ningshu stood with some leg pains. He stood on one foot and changed his feet. It was hard to get the bell ringing in the class. As a result, a group of people came out from the classroom and surrounded Ningshu.

It was the person who played Ningshu in the toilet. An Rong was a female student who hit Ningshutou on the wall. She chewed chewing gum in her mouth, lifted her chin, and looked at Ningshu with her eyelids. The yin and yang said: "Oh, actually dare to come to class, it seems that there is no memory."

Ning Shu’s body trembled a little. This body was in front of the fear. This person, who thought of the story, called An Rong’s girl, acted as a slapper of Ling Xue, and smashed the original master and hanged it every day.

The feelings of resentment and fear rise in my heart. If Ling Xue is the most hated person of the original, then the original host hates this girl named An Rong not less than Ling Xue. After all, many things are handled by An Rong.

"The cold prince is coming, the cold prince is coming..."

The girls screamed around, the girls were standing on both sides of the corridor, and there was a road in the middle. Three princes with their own two rings came to Ningshu’s classroom, and the hearts of the people were around. It’s all screams.

Ning Shu's eyes are concentrated on the foremost person, his body is tall and straight, his face is cold, but this kind of coldness is a kind of tender, unruly, noble, arrogant and cool.

Ning Shu feels that the heart is beating in the chest, and even his face is red. Ning Shu said that this is completely a reaction of the body and has nothing to do with her.

After seeing the three princes, An Rong, who had been flying, immediately became very charming. He had a arrogant breath again, and he suddenly turned into a body, feeling like a person.

Look at the girls around, the faces are red, or reserved, or passionate, or glamorous, in short, various types are presented in front of the three princes.

Ning Shu’s heart has a feeling of resentment and anger, all of them are foxes, these foxes.

Ning Shu's face is a black line. The original Lord likes this cold arrogance in the end. He has to dedicate his own things to counter the life, and he will not forget to save the cold arrogance from the charm of Ling Xue.

"Cold Prince, you are looking for Ling Xue, Ling Xue is in the classroom, I will help you call." An Rong said with excitement and excitement, and quickly went into the classroom to call Ling Xue.

Forgot to say a word, the original owner and Ling Xue are actually classmates, swearing.

Ling Xue had already known about the situation outside. She thought that this self-cultivator would go out to see these mortals. Ling Xue’s heart would be uncomfortable, but thought that these three small radish heads could solve some small troubles for themselves.

Let her be comfortable at school, sometimes the power is so convenient, the cold prince said a word, want to be a person, it is not too convenient.

Ling Xue also put down the uncomfortable heart, but the princes who all the girls like, but like themselves, although Ling Xue is a self-cultivator, but also a woman, vanity is stronger than the average woman.

Ling Xue smiled and went out of the classroom. He dialed his hair with his hand and smiled. The person who saw Ling Xue smile suddenly felt the petals of the fragrance drop from the sky, making people intoxicated.

Ning Shu saw Ling Xue, and he was amazed at it. It was a stunning beauty. The facial features were exquisite and beautiful, but people couldn’t help but want to be close.

Even when Ning Shu saw Ling Xue, he had a kind heart and wanted to be close to her, as if the other person was his closest relative and the most loved one.

Ning Shu feels awkward, what is the situation, the protagonist's aura is so large, Ning Shu carefully thought about it, guessing that it is because of the aura.

Ling Xue is a self-cultivator who absorbs the aura of the heavens and the earth. The aura is the thing that the body needs to be close to. The body instinct aspires to the aura, and the body is intimate with Ling Xue.

Ning Shu thought of the original Lord, with a love for cold and arrogant, living and resisting the protagonist's aura and the body's longing for the aura.

Ling Xue saw these people's obsessive eyes, that is, the cool and handsome cold arrogance is a slumber, and I am very proud of it. I don’t want her to use a lot of aura to transform this body.

In the past, in the realm of comprehension, women are very difficult. There are not many female monks who can really climb up on their own abilities. Most of them are attached to men and become the same existence, but now these men can’t be under her charm. Self-extraction.

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