Evil Charm Transfer Student: The Promise of Pulling the School Grass

Chapter 169 Unfortunately, I'm just a transfer student.

After finishing speaking, Ye Xiaoyou looked at me in the blink of an eye, and said with a half-smile: "Girl, don't mind too much, we will be here every year, waiting for the freshmen who look at our school, and those who don't like it will be small." I’m very honored to be punished by Xiaodi, it’s you this year, but you’re lucky, you’re pretty good, and you managed to dodge it, you’re considered amazing among freshmen.”

I looked up at her who was standing on a high place, and said calmly: "I'm sorry, you made a mistake, I'm not a freshman."

As soon as I finished my words, I heard a tall and thin girl standing next to Ye Xiaoyou burst into laughter, and then she said with extreme contempt: "Come on, don't open your eyes and talk nonsense here, our school Who doesn't Boss Ye know the people in the house? Especially for a flirtatious woman like you, she remembers clearly, who are you lying to? Believe it or not, we will beat you up?"

I shrugged, "Unfortunately, I'm in my third year of high school this year. I'm 17 years old. Oh, it's coming soon. I made a mistake. I'm so sorry. I'm a transfer student, not the freshman you said. Find someone to tease again, this girl will not accompany you."

After I finished speaking, I turned around and left here. There was a burst of applause behind me. It was the beautiful Japanese boy, Han Xingchen, who lazily said in his nice voice, "This chick is quite interesting, amazing, amazing." , I said Ye Xiaoyou, maybe she will become your strong enemy in the future."

Ye Xiaoyou snorted coldly, looked up at him, and said, "She? Just rely on her? Not qualified yet."

I didn't pay attention to the chaotic scene here, and left here quickly.

Although the trousers were stained, but fortunately, the whole body is still very clean, I can't tell, I walked to the teaching office, after handing in all the formalities, I walked to the classroom under the leadership of the new class teacher.

It was just eight o'clock, and my class teacher was a young and capable woman. She had just graduated from graduate school, and it was more than enough to be a high school teacher here.

It's just a pity that she hasn't made any secret promises to anyone yet, so there are still wave after wave of people pursuing her.

When I got to the classroom, which is my new class, Senior Class 33, the head teacher suddenly turned to me and said, "This class is different, you have to adapt well."

(End of this chapter)