After saying this, the teacher in the office felt even more distressed towards Nanyan.
A few older teachers, even full of motherly/fatherly love, bluntly said that if they have problems in the future, they will come to them directly.
Looking at these concerned eyes, Nan Yan felt a little dizzy.
Should she tell them that, in fact, she doesn't care about An Jia's attitude?
But then I thought about it, the teachers had already had preconceived ideas, thinking that she was a poor little girl who was bullied by An's family.
It is estimated that her explanation will only be misunderstood by them, she is pretending to be strong...
Forget it, let's do this for now...
Nanyan came out of the office and went back to class two and four.
The students in Class 2 and 4 of high school all looked different from her expression.
Most of the girls gloated, thinking that this time, Nanyan would definitely drop out of school.
And the man who had just recognized her as the boss was hesitant to speak, wanting to ask what was going on.
Seeing that Nan Yan's expression was too cold and stern, but not sad, as usual, she calmed down and rested her mind.
"Some people should be conscious and leave the school by themselves, otherwise they will be expelled at that time, and they will lose all face."
Lu Rongrong sarcastically said, "I forgot, some people actually have no face at all!"
Snapped-
Just as she finished speaking, Nan Yan walked up to her side and kicked her neatly.
Lu Rongrong's desk fell over.
The books above were smashed everywhere.
The fallen table pressed her feet, and she screamed in pain, "Nan Yan, what are you doing!"
Nan Yan sneered presumptuously and brightly, casually grabbed her by the collar, and pulled her up.
"I should be asking you, what do you want to do?"
"Challenge me, who gave you the guts?"
Lu Rongrong was so frightened that she was completely dumbfounded.
She couldn't figure out why Nan Yan was expelled from school, and she still had the guts to fight her.
Nan Yan slowly tightened her hands, looked at Lu Rongrong's pale face bit by bit, licked her rosy lips, her unruly eyebrows were restrained with a menacing coldness, "Some students seem to be very interested in me Still not clear, when I am a temperless clay bodhisattva?"
No…
They all regarded her as a ruthless Rakshasa!
For the first time, Lu Rongrong felt that she was very close to death.
Nan Yan's hand grabbed her collar, and the collar strangled her neck severely.
She couldn't breathe, couldn't breathe, the air in her lungs became thinner and thinner.
And his pale face, due to lack of oxygen and hyperemia, began to turn a deep red.
The students around saw this scene and couldn't help but want to go up to stop it.
Nan Yan glanced over coldly, and immediately sat down honestly.
"I... I was wrong... let... let me go..."
Lu Rongrong was so frightened that she didn't dare to struggle, she grabbed Nan Yan's hand with great difficulty, begging bitterly.
This time, she was completely intimidated.
From now on, she never dared to do right with her again.
This is not a student!
This is clearly a devil!
Looking at her blushing face from being strangled, Nan Yan kindly relaxed a little, allowing her to breathe.
"What's wrong?"
"Cough cough... I shouldn't say you, I shouldn't mock you... I won't dare in the future... Woooooo...cough cough cough..."
Lu Rongrong apologized and cried.
"Don't, anyway, going to school is quite boring, and it's interesting to abuse you if you don't have anything to do." Nan Yan let go of her collar, patted her face a few times, and smiled: "Keep working hard next time, classmate .”
"No...not anymore..." Lu Rongrong was so frightened that she forgot to cry and shook her head desperately.
Nan Yan let out a cold snort, returned to her seat, took out a wet wipe, and wiped her hands carefully.
Lu Rongrong cried and helped her desk up. The classmate next to her looked at Nanyan and didn't pay attention to this side, so she went to help her pick up books.
It wasn't time for class yet, but there was no sound in the classroom.
Many people are in private groups, sending messages and chatting.
Let's talk about Nanyan.
While chatting, he would look up at Nanyan from time to time.
After all, the last time Tian Tao's cell phone was seen by Nan Yan, they were warned again.
This time when we chat again, we are already much more cautious, especially not daring to speak ill of Nanyan.
Just discussing whether she was really expelled from school.
【Actually, we were the ones who started the bet, so it's not her fault, right? 】
The first person to speak for Nanyan appeared in the group.
The screen was blank for a while, and after a while, someone sent another message:
[But cheating is always her fault. 】
[Also, the reason for her cheating is probably because of the money we bet, otherwise why did she think that one million was too little, and asked for a ranking of ten thousand? 】
[Perhaps, she is too difficult, but she has such strong e-sports skills, why not play games? 】
The topic was quickly shifted to the game of 'Different Ways'.
At this time, Nanyan's cell phone vibrated.
She took it out and took a look. It was a message from An Xiran.
An Xiran: [Yanyan, the competition will start in half a month, and the team and players need to be officially announced, would you mind reporting your name? 】
Nanyan: [Well, I don't mind. 】
An Xiran: 【ヽ(￣▽￣)? Then I will post on Weibo. 】
Nan Yan looked at the emoji he sent, curled her lower lip, and tapped the screen with her fingertips: [Yes. 】
The people chatting in the group were loyal fans of An Xiran's team. As soon as An Xiran posted a Weibo, he received a reminder and hurried to check it out.
After watching the official announcement of the players, they immediately turned their heads, stared wide-eyed, and asked in disbelief: "Boss, you join the AEG team, and you want to play with Ling Feng Fourth Young Master?"
His words, in a quiet classroom, were like dropping a thunderbolt.
"Who said that?"
The boy looked at Nan Yan and said, "Among the team members officially announced by Lingfeng Fourth Young Master on Weibo, there is a 'choose any name'! This must not be the same name!"
Someone immediately went to see An Xiran's Weibo.
Seeing that the name was indeed on it, I was very emotional.
"Boss, is this true?"
"Boss, please tell me!"
A boy in a class was screaming, wanting to beg for a hammer.
"En." Nan Yan was irritated by the question, and replied a word lightly.
"Ahhhhhhhhh! Getting close to professional e-sports players has fulfilled my dream! I'm so excited!"
"Boss, please sign!"
"At that time, I must go to the scene and cheer for the boss!"
"And I!"
"..."
"..."
Nan Yan glanced over indifferently, and said expressionlessly, "You guys are very noisy, please be quiet."
They are already very restrained, okay!
If it weren't for being afraid of her, they would have already surrounded her!
But when Nan Yan spoke, they didn't dare to bother her any more, they swiped their screens in the group excitedly.
Excited, the class bell rang.
This class is still the class teacher's class.
"Students, regarding Nanyan's grades..."