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Chapter 624: The Second Grade Demonic Group

"The school has a clear rule against premature love, so why can Wang Yunxiao have so many girls?"

The scene where Helan and Xiaohulu confronted each other at the school gate brought great shock to the innocent lower grade students.

Some people couldn't help but comment on this in private.

It is normal to gossip behind people's backs. After all, there is an old saying that it is a joke to rape someone's wife or daughter. So what if your wife or daughter is raped?

When it comes to having an ambiguous relationship with a beautiful girl, only you can feel the happiness and joy as the person involved. How can you feel happy just by watching others show off their affection? You will only feel envy, jealousy and hatred.

Just two days after the school started, Wang Daba's reputation in the school began to decline.

However, what was somewhat unexpected was that the troublemakers in each class at the beginning of the school year all remained silent on this matter, as if they had tacitly accepted Wang Yunxiao's status in the school.

Of course, this is definitely not because Brother Yuanxiao has caused them any psychological trauma, but mainly because Nanke Middle School has finally started classes.

Wang Yunxiao went in to experience it at night.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I found myself sitting in an unfamiliar classroom, and my classmates around me were looking at me strangely.

He looked down and saw that he was holding a newspaper, on which was written "Nan Ke Middle School has a bad moral character, with thieves and prostitutes..."

This is Zhou Qing's script.

Suddenly, someone poured a basin of dirty water on me, and pressure from all levels came one after another. I watched my best friend hang himself, and I was helpless and could only lower my head and pretend nothing happened.

The script is fictional and its main purpose is to reshape cognition.

How do you view all this? How do you resolve this contradiction?

"Why are you looking at your father? Are you tired of living?"

Wang Yunxiao snorted coldly, and the students in the class instantly returned to normal. No one dared to look at him again.

This kind of novice copy is not stressful at all for Wang Yunxiao.

He just experienced it briefly and then woke up from the dream on his own initiative.

Qinghe Middle School used to have two campus ghost stories, and now there is one more.

——Thugs who invaded the school.

They come in groups, armed with weapons, and roam the campus like wild beasts. Once you are discovered by them, they will chase you to death.

Wang Yunxiao didn’t know what other people’s experiences were like, but he himself had no gaming experience at all.

There is a kind of boring feeling of high-level players bullying noobs in the Novice Village.

The teaching model of Nanke Middle School is obviously abnormal.

The teachers are abnormal, the teaching materials are abnormal, and the teaching model is also abnormal.

It would be impossible to cultivate talents in this way.

The Twelve Dharmas are too complicated. Not to mention a middle school, even key universities in the future are unlikely to include all subjects.

Wang Yunxiao felt that there was no need for Principal Zhou to be so greedy. If he could focus on one or two of the twelve methods, the teaching effect would be much better than it is now.

Just like last semester, Teacher Liu asked them to practice the Fubing Method together, and the effect was very good...

After thinking for a long time, Wang Yunxiao suddenly realized, why should I think about such a profound question?

The question is just about reading a book.

Ever since I read "Human Sociology", my mind has involuntarily begun to worry about the world before I enjoy myself, and be happy about the world after I enjoy myself.

I am always dissatisfied with this and that, and I can't suppress the urge to argue and engage in political debate.

This is a disease that needs to be cured.

After making Helan cry last time, she really stopped coming. Although Wang Yunxiao knew that her tears were acted, he still felt bad.

Sometimes he couldn't help but ask himself whether he should give up the sea of ​​flowers in front of him for the unattainable Miss Li.

It's obvious that the other person has no intention of talking to you, so it's not good to be so self-indulgent.

The questionnaire was revised, and Chen Yan agreed. Seeing his brothers cheering, Wang Yunxiao felt a little relieved, but also a little unhappy. Am I, as the eldest brother, interfering too much?
If something bad happens later, will they hold a grudge against me as their eldest brother?
Human nature is too complicated, and society is too complicated.

I just want to be a vulgar person now.

During the afternoon class, Li Mumu pretended to casually shake the notebook in her hand, and Wang Yunxiao immediately understood what she meant.

Private chat.

"Did you know that Zhou Qing and her friends have set up a literary club?"

Who? What?
Wang Yunxiao looked confused.

He was actually not very familiar with Zhou Qing (who was still alive), and he knew nothing about things like "literary societies".

Although the school did say that it would form a student union and encourage the establishment of interest clubs when the school first started...but for ordinary students, both the student union and the so-called interest clubs are very unfamiliar concepts.

You guys are still... studying literature?
"What does the literature club do?"

"Isn't that what I'm asking you?"

"Ask me? You're asking the wrong person!"

The club I run is not that kind of club!

Wang Yunxiao was very confused and Li Mumu was also helpless.

She couldn't just tell Wang Yunxiao that a particularly dangerous guy had been lured into the society by those two ignorant little girls.

Artificially created high-dimensional string, Lilith.

Now my Chinese name is Song Lili.

She and Meng Wei were assigned to the second grade and placed in the same class as Zhou Qing and Jiang Yinyin.

These four people didn't know what was going on, but they started playing together.

During lunch, Jiang Yinyin whispered to Li Mumu that they were planning to set up a literary club.

Study classical literature.

Although Li Mumu didn't understand, she chose to respect it.

The only thing that worried her was her classmate Song Lili.

It is said that experts look at the details, while laymen just watch the excitement.

Only a witch from the string school knows how dangerous high-dimensional strings are. Even if you explain it to others, they will not understand.

"Aren't you going to do a questionnaire survey? Do you want to start with them?"

is this necessary?

I was just seeking benefits for my brothers, who do you think I am?
Okay, I'm going to be a vulgar person.

Wang Yunxiao thought about it and wrote in his notebook: "How about we go together?"

"Why do you want to take me with you?"

"I'm worried that others might misunderstand me. You know I've always been popular with women and I'm more likely to attract young girls."

How shameless!

Li Mumu spit in her heart.

But that was exactly what she wanted to do. She mainly wanted to see whether Song Lili's mental state was stable.

"If I go with you, Jiang Xiaotang won't have any objections, right?"

Because the confrontation with Helan at the school gate had become known to everyone, Xiao Hulu was now considered "Mrs. Yuanxiao" in the eyes of other students, so Li Mumu naturally had to consider her feelings.

Wang Yunxiao looked up at the small gourd.

She is shutting herself in.

(End of this chapter)