Miss Agent Fifth

Chapter 72 Trash Class, Finding Faults
"It's okay." After coming to another world for so long, the most common thing she heard was the word trash, so Ao Qing was not angry with her.

"Ao Qing, can I call you that?" The man came over and stood in front of Ao Qing, his tall body covered the morning sun.

Ao Qing raised her head, seeing that the other party looked a bit taller than herself, her eyebrows furrowed in displeasure. "I don't like to look up and talk."

The cold words made the man and Xia Min unable to react. After a while, the man understood Ao Qing's words.

She squatted down and faced Ao Qing. "Is this okay?"

"Well, which class are you in?" Ao Qing raised her eyebrows and asked softly.

When the man and Xia Min heard Ao Qing's words, a trace of pain flashed in their eyes, and the smile on their faces turned into a wry smile.

"Ao Qing has heard of the trash class! We are the students of the trash class." After a while, the man said softly.

There was helplessness in that tone, and the vicissitudes of the world.

What happened to turn a young boy into a humorless person.

"Because we are trash, people from other classes in the school will bully us. Originally, our class did not make the meeting place today, but..." Xia Min said angrily, but before he could finish speaking, he was caught by the man. stopped.

"Xia Min, don't talk nonsense."

Even if Xia Min didn't say everything, Ao Qing got a general understanding from it.

It turned out that these people were all from the trash class, no wonder they didn't sense elemental fluctuations just now.

Waste is not welcome anywhere, and the people in the waste class are all sent to the academy by the family. The name is for the family's reputation, and the second is to abandon these people and let them fend for themselves in the academy. A person who survives shows that he is strong, and a person who cannot persist can only show that he has given up the reason to live.

From the perspective of these people, their consciousness is a little depressed, but there is a smile on their face, lightly covering their inner weakness under the smile.

"Hello, my name is Gao Jiquan, the twelfth son of the Gao family, you can call me Jiquan..." Before Gao Jiquan could finish introducing himself, Ao Qing took the lead.

"Let's call him Koizumi! It's easy to remember." Gao Jiquan almost bit his tongue in the faint voice.

"Pfft, Koizumi, that's very nice, I'll call you Koizumi from now on." Xia Min joked aside.

Hearing this, Gao Jiquan's face was darkened, and he looked at Ao Qing helplessly.

"Ao Qing, you will also be a student of the waste class in the future!" Xia Min resumed the work at hand, and Gao Jiquan returned to his job, but his ears were listening to the conversation here.

"Correct."

"Great, we have another classmate." Hearing Ao Qing's reply, Xia Min clapped her hands happily, and then said to the busy Human. "Listen everyone, we have a new student in our class today, please introduce yourself."

"Hello, my name is Hu Mingming, the fourth son of the direct line of the Hu family." The boy who was waiting for the seat introduced himself to Ao Qing with his white teeth gaping.

"Hello, my name is Ling Xun, the second son of the Ling family." When this Ling Xun introduced himself, his eyes were full of disappointment. He didn't know whether he was disappointed with his waste physique or the abandonment of his family. .

"Hello, my name is Cai Lunyi, the eldest son of the Cai family." The man who was pulling the cloth waved to Ao Qing as a sign of greeting. On his sunny face, Ling Xun's face could not be seen at all. deep disappointment.

It is also possible that he was too disappointed with the family, so he didn't care so much.

"Hello, I'm Long Aoqing, the fifth son of the trash of the Long family." Aoqing imitated them and introduced herself.

"Oh, I didn't expect that you still have time to chat here. Is it because you haven't been beaten for two days and your skin is itchy." At this time, an arrogant and domineering woman was followed by a large group of men and women. Introduce each other and take the opportunity to find fault.

"Wen Renlin, don't think that you are self-cultivated and arrogant here, don't think that we are afraid of you." Wen Renlin, the princess of the Griya Empire, Wen Renzhe's younger sister, was also drugged by Ao Qing that day woman.

"Hmph, isn't it just a waste? Why, it's impossible to rebel." Wen Renlin snorted coldly from her nose, and smiled disdainfully at Xia Min.

And Xia Min was about to refute, but Gao Jiquan stopped him.

"Fifth princess, because you are the fifth princess of the Griya Empire, we can bear your insult, but please leave first, okay?" Gao Jiquan said this, trying to suppress the anger in his heart. Said it angrily.

"A lowly trash dares to act presumptuously in front of the princess. I'm getting impatient." At this time, a decent-looking man walked out from behind Wen Renlin. Please, but when looking at Gao Jiquan and the others, there was disgust in his eyes.

At this time, a woman walked out from behind Wen Renlin again, with viciousness in her eyes. When she saw Ao Qing's figure, the viciousness in her eyes gradually turned into murderous intent.

"Princess's noble status, I can't tolerate you vulgar waste to drive her away."

"We are useless. May I ask this lady, what are you then?" Ao Qing walked out from her body and stood in front of Gao Jiquan, looking coldly at the woman who spoke.

When we met for the first time, I could feel the elements in her.When they met again, she put on a veil, there was no elemental fluctuation on her body, but her eyes were stained with sadness.

That's right, the woman who walked out from behind Wen Renlin was none other than Long Ruxuan, the sixth young lady of the Long family.

After being rescued by Ao Qing in the Demonic Beast Forest last time, that demonic beast cut off the tendons of her hands and feet successively, crippled the elements of her body, and then painted her own face.

Back at Long's house, her father spent a lot of money and only reconnected the severed tendons, but she couldn't restore her physique for practicing magic, and the three claw marks on her face were deeply imprinted on her face. I can't get rid of it, but this time I came to the academy to train warriors. An old saying of my father, the Long family never raises waste.

Even if she can't practice magic, she can still practice warrior.

(End of this chapter)