Mischief Vampire Highness

Chapter 251 Do you dare to risk your life: You have the guts

Nose sour thinking about her thin body and pale face, how could it be all right.

"Continue!" The instructor raised the electric baton irrelevantly, and shouted at the students who stopped.

"No, I will run the rest of her." Stopping the instructor's order, I confronted him firmly with my eyes wide open. I will never tolerate anyone hurting everyone who cares about me, even if it is just a classmate. Even stranger.

"Why do you?" The instructor asked me, holding hands and turning my back.

Sweat covered my cheeks, and the salty night flowed into my neck along the lines of my face, and gathered in the roaring nest. I swallowed my saliva, gritted my teeth, and said unquestionably:
"Because we are classmates, because we are all sitting in the same classroom, because we are all students of Xingou."

Enduring hot tears, my voice broke through the sun under the blue sky, and my powerful voice echoed on the playground. At that moment, I knew that this was Xingou, and I was a student in Class A of the second year.And they are all my lovely classmates.

"It's okay, Mr. Xing has persisted for so long, hasn't he?" The girl named Xiao Le moved her pale lips. She looked at my calf, and everyone realized that the white gauze that Nami helped me bandage had been covered. The open wound was stained red with blood.

I retracted my legs, and looked back at everyone with a guilty conscience, and the students who surrounded me all turned around and ran silently to the other end of the track, leaving me with a firm back.

I stood still and looked at the little back who was limping and trotting, and laughed!Here, all are my brothers and sisters.

The small episode made me understand a lot. After ten laps, the students were almost crippled standing between the lines, the heat was overwhelming, and the instructor allowed Xiao Le to be accompanied by a girl to the health room.

But I rejected his kindness. Standing in the line, Nami carefully supported me, and I had to take into account the attitude of the instructor. The instructor who ran ten laps.

He stood in front of me with a firm body, raised his chin slightly and stared at my stubborn eyes, "You have kindness." He put a pair of hands behind his back, and pointed directly at the center of my eyebrows with an electric baton in one hand, as long as I lightly A light movement will touch the stick that he turned on.

"Not yet." Looking directly into the man's haughty eyes, I answered him seriously, which caused a burst of faint smiles from my classmates.

(End of this chapter)