Sweetheart Strikes: The Devil's School Herbs, Please Recruit

Chapter 74 There's a Kind of Front and Back Tables Called Nie Yuan (2)

Chu Yechen himself said that no one from Heiyu will tease me again, so why do you still look at me like this?
Could it be that they are all waiting to see a good show, waiting to see how Chu Yechen will deal with me personally?
I took a few deep breaths, clenched my fists, and walked firmly towards the classroom.

You watch a good show, but I just don't let you watch a good show.

You want to see me drop out of school in despair, but I insist on staying here to block your eyes ╮(╯▽╰)╭, girl, I’m just such a naughty girl!

Slowly moved into the classroom, and finally sat down in the seat, the students around all turned their heads to me, and a dozen pairs of eyes were like bright light bulbs, looking straight at me.

I put down my schoolbag and ripped my clothes. I wouldn't put them on backwards, would I?
"Hey, Han Yaoyao, what's wrong with your frightened expressions? I haven't turned into a female ghost!"

Han Yaoyao blinked her eyes, then suddenly stretched out her finger and poked my head fiercely, and said, "Gu Mengmeng, is your vision [-]? You haven't noticed anything wrong since you entered the door?"

The forehead was poked by Han Yaoyao's finger, it hurt so much, I pouted and knocked off Han Yaoyao's hand with a pencil case, "No, my eyesight is better, [-]:[-]!"

Han Yaoyao shook her head, her short ear-length hair was thrown flying, she looked at me in disbelief, and said, "Gu Mengmeng, if one day you die, you must be dead stupid. You still have [-] eyesight, Didn't you see the luxurious writing desk behind you?"

A luxurious writing desk?
I pulled my messy hair, put my schoolbag away, and turned around in doubt.

There are single seats in the classroom.

A total of six rows, six people in each column, 36 people in a classroom.

I'm sitting in the sixth row, which is the end of our column.

Behind me is a large area that has been vacated. There are bookshelves and lockers in this area, and there are even flowers and plants raised by many students themselves.

But at this moment, I tilted my head and stared at the area behind me for a long time, and my eyes gradually widened.

I stretched out my hand tremblingly, pointing to the row of lockers that suddenly disappeared behind me, and the extra luxurious European-style writing desk that replaced the lockers, roaring in my heart.

"Han Yaoyao, did I go to the wrong classroom? Or did I not wake up?"

"You didn't go to the wrong classroom, and you're sober. Don't you believe me, send me a slap in the face?" Han Yaoyao said, rolling up her sleeves, ready to greet my face.

"Bad friend!" Pushing away Han Yaoyao's arm, I looked back again.

The pure white carved writing desk, the leather seat behind the writing desk, and the retro-style desk lamp on the desk... I really don't get dazzled.

"What's the situation? Where's the locker? I still have a lot of things in the locker!" Although the writing desk behind me really shocked me, compared with the writing desk, I still care more about what I put in the storage locker. Those things in the locker.

"The lockers have been moved to a special classroom, right next door. Gu Mengmeng, don't you think you should be more interested in the changes behind you than in the lockers?" Han Yaoyao pushed the bridge of her nose eyes, looked at me contemptuously.

"Since you said that, then I'll be concerned about it. May I ask why there is a writing desk suddenly behind me, and this writing desk is completely different from our classroom... Could it be that you want to take a picture?" Movie?" I pulled Han Yaoyao excitedly, my eyes lit up, begging for a response.

"Fuck you, do you want to change the style of the whole classroom if you want to make a movie? Gu Mengmeng, are you stupid?"

"Okay, so let me ask our clever and invincible Yaoyao beauty, why did I have an extra writing desk with such an incongruous style overnight behind me?"

(End of this chapter)