The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus Chapter 63: Get out!

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Fang Shishi left class one and went to class seven, which is undoubtedly like a slap in the face of Wu Cuihong. She has expressed contempt and disgust on class seven on more than one occasion, but now her own class The most powerful student took the initiative to transfer to class seven.

This is a naked face!

Wu Cuihong is burning with anger, and there is a real impulse to kill. The whole class is stunned and afraid of being affected.

Suddenly, Wu Cuihong's eyes fell on another empty seat-Qiao Fei.

"Where did Qiao Fei go?" she asked angrily.

Silent for a long time, someone finally said carefully: "Qiao Fei did not come today."

"Don't come?" Wu Cuihong's face became more and more irony, but she didn't think much about it. Qiao Fei was not only the monitor, but the most important thing was her family background. Even if the other party really skipped school, she could not treat him.

"Review this lesson yourself." Wu Cuihong didn't lecture at all. coldly dropped a sentence and walked outside the classroom.

At this very moment, a dressed-up, middle-aged and elegant woman came in, followed by two strong men, shouting, "No one is allowed to go!"

Wu Cuihong knows this person, of course. She is the mother of Qiao Fei. Wu Cuihong quickly greeted her, barely squeezing a smile, saying: "Mrs. Qiao, why are you here?"

Mrs. Qiao glanced at Wu Cuihong coldly, Tie Qing said with a face: "You are not allowed to go!" [一 ^ 本 ^ 读 ^ 小说] [. [yb] [du].]

Wu Cuihong suddenly stunned, really did not know why the other party was so angry, she quickly said: "Mrs. Joe, what happened?"

"Of course something happened, something serious happened. Someone has ambitious leopard guts and even dared to hurt my son. I must pull this person out." Mrs. Joe Murderous Qi said happily.

Wu Cuihong hearing this was taken aback and said with concern: "Qiao Fei was injured? The injury is not serious, what is going on?"

"I still want to ask you what's going on? You are his teacher. He didn't go home after school yesterday. Today he was found injured and still unconscious. He is in rescue." Qiao The lady asked sharply.

Wu Cuihong said that it was my business, but I could n’t directly say that this kind of fire was fueling, “I ’m also very concerned about the Qiao Fei injury. We still have to figure out what happened first. He was fine at the time. "

"That's what happened after school. You are his teacher and classmates. You must know the truth. No one can leave the classroom without telling me today." Mrs. Qiao's request was almost unreasonable All the students glared.

"What kind of staring, my son was injured, you are all suspected, if you know the truth, say it quickly, otherwise you will not be able to eat and walk around."

"You don't talk about reason, and it's not the Qiao Fei we hurt, why should we question us?" Some people retorted convincingly.

"Why? Well, because my family is the school ’s director, anyway, I do n’t get a piece of cake today, no one wants to leave the classroom."

Wu Cuihong has a terrible headache. Fang Shishi's incident has just passed, and this incident has happened again. Is it really a bad year, so many troubles have come to her with one brain.

She was able to suppress her anger and said: "Mrs. Qiao, this must be misunderstood, and students should not complain, everyone cooperate, remember if you saw Qiao Fei after school yesterday?"

How can Qiao Fei be found out after deliberately avoiding other people after school yesterday?

Seeing everyone shaking their heads, Mrs. Qiao was upset, thinking that these students were simply not cooperating, and said: "I ca n’t believe that I ca n’t even deal with your group of students, one by one interrogation."

"We are not prisoners, you have no right to interrogate us." The students are also young and arrogant, and they are all pearls at home. He had been so angry, one after another rebounded, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Ms. Qiao was not afraid, but instead looked at them playfully. Suddenly, her eyes fell on two empty seats, one of which was her son, what about the other? This shows that the students in the classroom are not complete.

"Call all the students in your class, and no one is too small. Someone must know the details." Mrs. Qiao said with auspices, as if Wu Cuihong was just one of her men.

"The students in our class are here."

"Liar, clearly there are two vacancies."

"Oh, another empty seat is a classmate who just moved to another class."

"Just transferred away? There must be something wrong with such a hurried shift. Maybe my son is related to her injury. Let's go and find this student." Mrs. Qiao's eyes lit up as if she had discovered the New World.

Wu Cuihong originally wanted to persuade, but I thought about it again. Fang Shishi is no longer in his own class. Why should she say good things to her and let Mrs. Joe go to make a fight? That would make Liu Qingmei embarrassed and kill both.

"That student has moved to class seven."

"That worst class seven?" Mrs. Qiao surprised, apparently she also knew the name of class seven, "Surely there is a problem with this person, what kind of good student would be transferred to the garbage class of class seven, my son The injury must have something to do with her. Let ’s go to Class 7. "

The three of them rushed to Class 7 hurriedly. Wu Cuihong hesitated and caught up. The other students looked at each other. Which one was the trouble?

Liu Qingmei was giving a lecture, but heard the noisy outside, and then the door of the classroom was pushed open heavily, hitting hard against the wall, making a loud noise.

Liu Qingmei immediately raised her eyebrows and stared at the door improperly. She happened to see Mrs. Joe walking in with two men.

"Go out, I'm in class!" Liu Qingmei said bluntly.

Mrs. Qiao glanced at Liu Qingmei and could n’t help but feel ashamed. She was the least of her age to see others younger and prettier than her, but there is no doubt that Liu Qingmei is both younger and prettier than her. She is like an old branch in front of Liu Qingmei .

Therefore, she did not have a good face for Liu Qingmei at all, and said: "I still want to go to class, no way! Hand over the students who have just transferred from your class."

Liu Qingmei secretly wondered, who is this mad woman, and why is he looking for Fang Shishi?

"Who are you?" Liu Qingmei asked.

"Hum, who am I? I am the one you can't provoke, tell you, hurry up and call out people, otherwise I will make you lose your job." Mrs. Qiao said arrogantly.

Of course Liu Qingmei saw her extraordinary origins, but how could she be afraid of her, jokingly said: "Want me to lose my job? You don't have this qualification yet."

"My home is the director of this school, do you say it is qualified?"

Liu Qingmei didn't change his face and said, "What about the director? I'm in class, and the king must also give me out!" Liu Qingmei is a strong man who is strong in Yu Yu, and Mrs. Qiao tries to suppress people with her identity. She doesn't eat this set at all.

Looking at the unyielding Liu Qingmei, Mrs. Joe is angry and funny, and no one has dared to speak to her in these years.

She walked directly to the boy in front of her and slammed the table, saying, "Tell me, who is the student who just moved in from class one?"

"Which green onion do you count, why should I tell you?" The boy gave her a contemptuous look and ignored her at all.

Seven classes ca n’t be compared to one class. The students ’bones are not ordinary pride, and there are also youngster-specific irresistibles. Even teacher ca n’t make them convinced. How could a woman who suddenly ran in hu hu make them scared? .

Ms. Qiao is very angry: "You are fired, get out of me immediately."

"I think it's up to you!" Liu Qingmei walked over, "I repeat, please leave my classroom, I will take the class."

"What the **** is going on, who has just transferred from class one and stood up for the old lady." Mrs. Joe snapped the table and roared angrily.

Many people looked at Fang Shishi subconsciously, thinking that she had a big feud with the mad woman, even making the mad woman so angry, but no one confessed Fang Shishi, but stared angrily at Mrs. Joe.

Seeing Mrs. Joe being rude to Liu Qingmei over and over again, many people have stood up angrily. This angry emotion quickly accumulated and finally broke into a roar of heaven shaking: "Get out!"

The majestic floor seemed to tremble, and Mrs. Qiao was scared to take three steps back. If it were not for the two strong men, they might have fallen to the ground.

She was terrified, her chest fluctuated, and she gasped heavily, saying, "It's the opposite, it's really against you. Don't say yes, I have a way for you to say, you go, get someone to ask, I Just look at when you can harden your mouth. "

The two strong men grabbed a boy as soon as they flashed, trying to pull him out of the seat, but the boy grabbed the table with a red face.

"Stop it!" Liu Qingmei snorted coldly, trying to stop it, but was stopped by a strong man.

"No cooperation, this is the end!" Mrs. Joe said with pride.

"My students, no one can touch, you have to pay for what you are doing today." Liu Qingmei said loudly.

Noisy in the classroom, excited about the group, eager to move, suddenly, someone shouted: "Fight with them."

Several boys will rush up with their stools.

At this moment, Fang Shishi stood up and said, "The person you are looking for is me, let go of that classmate."

Oh!

The noise disappeared instantly, and everyone looked at her in unison.

"Fang Shishi, don't stand up, there is no reason for this kind of people, we will drive them out." Some people cheered.

"Yes, get out."

Ms. Qiao stared at Fang Shishi, another girl younger and more beautiful than her, which greatly increased her jealousy and waved her hand, saying: "Catch her to me!"

"Stop it!" Liu Qingmei wanted to stop the other party, but a strong man had already rushed out like fierce tiger, and came to Fang Shishi in an instant, grabbing her shoulder without mercy and jade, vigorously sinking as if to crush The shoulders are the same.