This green plum is going to counterattack

Chapter 37
The self-study bell rang.

Luo Xiaojiang and Ye Zimu returned to the classroom. They stood side by side, attracting the attention of many classmates. Luo Xiaochan's pace quickened, surpassing Ye Zimu's pace.

Gong Jiuche squinted at her like a dark night, Luo Xiaojiang's words echoed in his mind: Gong Jiuche, can you stop being narcissistic?I have said since I was a child, I hate you!

Click!

The ballpoint pen in his hand was broken.

Jiang Zhi crawled on the table to sleep, trembling with fright, got up and looked around, and then continued to sleep.

Chu Yao stared straight at Luo Xiaojiang, feeling extremely upset. She was about to throw a thick novel to another group of students, and she made a treacherous smile...

"careful!"

Ye Zimu took a step forward and hugged Luo Xiaochan, who was slender, bent over, lowered his head, and the corner of a thick book hit him on the forehead.

hiss……

He made a soft paining sound, and blood flowed from his forehead.

The class fell silent instantly.

Luo Xiaojiang was stunned, hearing the sound of books falling to the ground, but her body felt extremely warm and tense involuntarily.

"Are you OK?"

Ye Zimu moved his hands away, his mind moved slightly, his voice was still as soft as a spring breeze.

"fine!"

Luo Xiaojiang let out a breath.

Zhang Qingrou exclaimed: "Oh my god, Ye Zimu's forehead is bleeding."

Luo Xiaojiang turned around quickly, her face was full of anxiety: "You...you are really bleeding, does it hurt? Go to the infirmary."

"I'm fine, just a little blood."

There was a smile in Ye Zimu's eyes, and he raised his hand to cover the wound, blood spilled from his fingers.

"Also said it's okay."

Luo Xiaochan pushed him out of the classroom door.

Gong Jiuche's eyes gradually became dark, his lips were tense, and then he hooked his lips arrogantly: "Why are you so angry, young master?"

Chu Yao's eyes flickered in fear, her face was full of fear, and then she sat down stiffly, looking extremely disturbed.

Student A asked: "My God, Chu Yao, why did you throw the book at Ye Zimu?"

Classmate B said: "You are too much, and Ye Zimu didn't provoke you. You see, you have smashed his forehead to bleed."

Shen Li stared at her directly: "Are you crazy? So vicious."

Chu Yao pinched the pen uneasily, then whispered: "I, I didn't mean to..."

Shen Li sneered: "Didn't you do it on purpose?"

Shen Li threw the pen on the table irritably, and said, "Okay! I did it on purpose, but I wanted to smash Luo Xiaochan!"

Xu Jingyi looked up at Chu Yao, she walked over weakly: "You... why are you... wanting to smash Luo Xiaochan, if Ye Zimu didn't help her to block..."

She lowered her head, her voice was even lower: "Could it be that Luo Xiaojiang was the one who was injured..."

Chu Yao put her anger on Xu Jingyi, pushed her away viciously, and growled in a low voice: "None of your business? Who are you?"

Xu Jingyi took a few steps back, staggered and almost fell, but she had both hands protecting her, her body trembled, smelling the scent of jasmine.

Gong Jiuche glanced at her indifferently, then withdrew his hand, and slapped Chu Yao's desk with a loud voice echoing in the classroom.

Chu Yao was so frightened that her body trembled, her lips trembling: "Gong... Gong Jiuche, you... why are you..."?
Gong Jiuche curled her lips evilly: "What are you doing?"

Bang bang bang!
He pushed down everything on the table, put his hands on the desk, and a malicious light flashed in his eyes: "Hey, the soy sauce bottle can only be bullied by this young master! You dare to bully her, believe it or not, this young master pulled your skin?"

Chu Yao's forehead was slightly sweaty, she was embarrassed and scared, and hesitated: "I, I know I was wrong."

Gong Jiuche hooked his lips and kicked the foot of the desk: "I know, why don't you go to the teacher to admit your mistakes?"

　PS: Thank you [Farce] for your reward!Thank you!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)