Goddess, she's gone

Chapter 15 Trash, miscellaneous class humiliation!

Generally speaking.

People from poor families have strong self-esteem.

Yuan Qingqing made the original owner feel better.

I can't bear the slightest bit of grievance.

Yuan Qingqing's beautiful eyes were filled with tears: "Yin Mang, you..."

Yin Mang raised his eyebrows and chuckled lightly.

The young girl's face is extremely beautiful, and when she smiles, she is the beauty of the country and the city.

The Empress stretched out her hand.

Fingertips raised Yuan Qingqing's chin, looking down at her.

He said quietly: "Within three days, spit out all the money and things I borrowed from you."

For an instant.

The coldness and pressure in Yin Mang's eyes fell on Yuan Qingqing, causing her tears to freeze in place.

"I don't like when people owe me things."

What rank is Empress Yin?

In the past, those who played tricks with her were either the heavenly emperor or the lord of the race.

In Yin Mang's eyes, people like Yuan Qingqing are nothing more than ants.

She was too lazy to answer.

Throwing it aside casually, Yin Mang changed his clothes and went to class.

She entered by stepping on the doorbell.

When entering, Cheng Na, the teacher of the martial arts class, frowned and said impatiently, "Go in."

Yin Mang's class is at the extreme edge, in the northwest corner.

All lazy.

Yin Mang randomly picked a corner seat and sat down.

The martial arts uniform had a mask, which just blocked her face, leaving only a pair of black pupils exposed.

Not long after sitting down, Pang Da and Meng Fuling knocked on the door out of breath.

"Sorry, sir, we're late."

Cheng Na raised his head and saw that he was a student in an ordinary class again, his face became even more stinky.

He still didn't have an attack, and said coldly: "Come in."

"Next, let's start class."

"The last lesson talked about the specific use of ingenuity and gravity in battle. Let's review this lesson..."

Pang Da and the two bowed and ran into the class, and sat down on the ground.

"Pang Da, why are you two late today?"

Pang Da glanced around the corner.

There, the girl was wearing a mask, but she couldn't see Qingcheng's appearance.

But the atmosphere is still there.

He slapped his thigh, "Lingzi and I were plotted against, almost fell to our death!"

The much-anticipated Fat Da spit and flew around, vividly describing the thrilling process of being rescued just now.

"Fuck!"

"True or false? Yin Mang saved you?!"

"Pang Da, are you making up stories to trick the brothers?"

"That's right! The god of mildew saves people? She's not bad at all!"

In the whole school, even in country C, who doesn't know Yin Mang's bad luck?
The students in the ordinary class let out a burst of laughter.

Pang Da clenched his fists angrily: "What I said is true!"

"Ghosts believe you!"

Cheng Na felt that his patience had reached its limit.

With a blank expression on his face, he threw away the textbook and shouted angrily, "Meng Fuling!"

"Pound!"

"Herritt!"

"Are you in the ordinary class going to heaven?! Do you want the teacher to give you a ride?"

"Students in the miscellaneous class, I don't expect a group of trash to succeed!"

"Just like you, in the future, you are destined to be servants. I don't care whether you attend the class or not! But, don't disturb other students' class!"

In 72, there are three types of classes in total.

Martial arts classes, science and technology classes, literary classes.

Outstanding students can take a selection test and enter one of the classes according to their talents and interests.

Specialize in one course and minor in others.

Ordinary classes like Yin Mang's class, to put it bluntly, are all picking out the leftovers.

The abandoned, the untalented.

The nickname is Miscellaneous.

Full of humiliation and ridicule, nickname.

(End of this chapter)