Happy peasant girl in space

Chapter 109 The Wonderful College is full of depression (1)
"You said why those people haven't come back yet, they must have lost their way!"

"I don't know, but they are too stupid to keep running."

"It's not just stupid, it's just a lack of brain. They haven't come back after running for so long. It seems that they won't be able to eat today!"

"Haha, that's right, leave them alone, I'm hungry, why don't we report to Mr. and go eat!"

"Okay, let's go."

People enjoying the coolness discussed one after another, gloating about their misfortune, and happily went to find Mr.

When everyone came to the classroom, they saw Mr. Poetry sitting leisurely on a chair waiting for them.Mr. was not in the slightest surprised to see so many people coming back so soon.

"Have you all finished running?" The gentleman raised his eyebrows and asked without looking at them.

"Yeah, sir, we're done running, we're all right now!"

"Yes, sir, if it's all right, we'll go to lunch."

The students didn't seem to care too much about Mr., and said it casually, and it was this attitude that doomed them to a miserable life in the academy.

"Oh? Want to eat? The first two periods in the morning are poetry class, and the next two periods are painting class. You skipped class and still want to eat?" Mr. said sarcastically, which made everyone very unconvinced.

"Sir, you told us to go for a run, how can you blame us for skipping class?" A man said very bluntly, which also made the rest of the students praise him.

"You dare to refute me, tell me who you are?" The gentleman stood up and looked at this man, as if looking at a dead person, without any emotion.

"I am the son of Shang Haijie, Minister of the Second Class Etiquette Department, and my name is Shang Lai." Shang Lai introduced himself proudly, as if his status is very special.

Some students also showed amazed expressions. They didn't expect this thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy to be the son of the second minister of etiquette.But there are still some people showing disdainful expressions, the most obvious of which is a beautiful woman in white.

"Isn't he the son of a second-rank minister's family? What's the big deal?"

Shang Lai was originally complacent about his identity, but he heard a voice behind him broke this pride. "What are you talking about? How dare you look down on my identity, do you know who my father is?" Shang Lai said very angrily, ignoring the gentleman at the side.

And Mr. Poetry also sat down very understandingly, admiring the scene of the fight.

"Tch, didn't you say that? You are Shang Haijie's son, so your father is naturally Shang Haijie. Isn't your father Shang Haijie?" The woman said mockingly, disdainful of Shang Lai's identity.

"You, what nonsense are you talking about? How could my father not be Shang Haijie. What the hell are you and who is your father?" Shang Lai was very angry, feeling insulted, and it was the first time someone refused to buy him account.

"You want to compete with me as a father? I'm afraid you can't afford it. Listen carefully, my father is Fu Wenhua, my mother is Dai Qingyi, and my name is Dai Tingting. How about it? Do you want to compare me? "Dai Tingting said arrogantly.

"What, you are Lord Fu's daughter?" Shang Lai felt a little guilty when he heard Dai Tingting's introduction. He didn't expect to meet such a prestigious person on the first day of school and even provoke her.

"Yes, my father, Fu Wenhua, is my father, Fu Tingting. How about it, do you still want to compare yourself to your mother?" Fu Tingting thought to herself, I can't compare you to you, dare to compare my father to me.

"It's no match, you are amazing." Although Shang Lai was a little arrogant, but his brain was not broken, he naturally knew that he couldn't afford to offend Fu Tingting.

(End of this chapter)