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"I'm sorry teacher, I let you down, so I didn't have a face in Class A, I asked to go to Class F." Su Kui said sincerely, and said to Mo Yutong lightly.

As soon as the words fell, not only was Mo Yutong stunned, even Zhou Yu was at a loss.

What happened?

The well-known students of the whole school, the students that the college focuses on training, now apply for class F!

What kind of existence is the F class, where there is a group of people who are the most dissatisfied and the most controversial in the whole school. Privately, this class is called the waste material class.

However, on the bright side, no one dared to say it, or even dare to reveal it at all, because there were a few students in it, the family background was huge, and no one dared to care about walking across the college.

Mo Yutong took a complex look at Su Kui, whose face was light and windy, and asked with a deep cold voice: "Do you know what you are talking about? In Class A you will have a very good future, but you Have you fallen into the F class now? "

"I think I have made it very clear, and, I don't think that going to class F is self-satisfied, sorry, teacher, thank you very much for your love."

Su Kui was impatient and went down with the snake. Besides, with her background, is it not difficult to have a good future?

Leaving the stunned Mo Yutong altogether, Su Kui went straight into the classroom to clean up the schoolbag. In fact, there was nothing to be taken away, and it was cleaned up in no time.

With countless admiring eyes, Su Kui's footsteps were brisk, and his white face was always smiling.

In the moment passing by Mo Yutong, Su Kui slowly raised her smile, "Thank you teacher for your care, goodbye."

And left without looking back.

"Hey……"

Looking at her unwavering back, Zhou Yu instinctively shouted, Su Kui didn't turn back, he didn't know what to say next, he could only stare at Su Kui's slim figure and soon disappeared in the corridor At the end.

The F class of the third year of high school is set at the end of the corridor, and the class A and the class A are separated from each other.

Su Kui looked up and looked at the big sign engraved on the doorplate, raised his eyebrows and raised his lips, "F class?"

The biggest difference between the many students in class F and other classes is that they do n’t wear school uniforms, their hair is colorful, and their clothes are all kinds of hip-hop holes. When they step into this classroom, they will instantly give people a wrong dimension. a feeling of.

The collision of various colors is too clear. The boys and girls in front of them are tossing their hair into various shapes. The eyebrows are still inseparable childish, but the expressions on their faces are rebellious and unruly.

Su Kui took a deep breath, feeling that there was a faint tobacco in his lungs mixed with various indistinguishable brand perfumes.

It has to be said that Su Ku prefers such a free and easy class F compared to the rigid Class A, the waste material class or the elite class, and it only depends on personal choices.

Those students of the so-called elite class seem to be dismissive of the waste material class. In fact, in the true heart, envy.

I envy this free and easy atmosphere and free life.

"Hello everyone, my name is Mu Qingyuan." Su Kui slowly stepped onto the podium. The balding old man on the podium was dozing off, and the whole class was like a noisy market.

The light and indifferent voice in the noisy human voice is boiling, but it is particularly clear and clearly passed into everyone's ears.