The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

Xia Ling was a little annoyed and did not want to bother with him at all.

However, the person who called her was very persistent. He would not stop until she got up.

Hence, she sat up and opened her eyes drowsily. She saw that in front of her, Tang Mohan was also giving off low pressure. He was sitting there as if he really wanted to kill someone.

Oh, did he just wake up too?

She had really overestimated him. She thought that he was pretending to be asleep and was deducing Goldbach's conjecture. In fact, Tang Mohan was really sleeping.

"Su Xia, the form teacher said that he wants you to go to his office."

The person next to her said carefully to Xia Ling.

Just now, when the form teacher came to check on the class, the girl and Tang Mohan were actually sleeping so soundly together. No matter how much they shouted, they couldn't wake them up.

"Big brother, Baldy Yao said that he wants you to go to his office."

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"Oh." Tang Mohan stood up.

He walked in front.

Xia Ling followed behind.

The two of them had identical red marks on their faces. It was obvious that they had slept through the morning self-study session.

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When they reached the office, Tang Mohan stood on the left and Xia Ling on the right.

The middle-aged uncle's form teacher was nicknamed Baldy Yao. He was extremely powerful and liked to eat garlic and did not brush his teeth in class. All the students in grade 12 class 1 suffered from his bad breath.

However, in this entire class, he only treated one person well.

Tang Mohan.

Tang Mohan had a good family and good grades.

Baldy Yao had said that in his class, studying well was the way of the king. Whoever studied well would be the emperor and could be the king!

He had indulged Tang Mohan, but now, because Xia Ling followed suit, he had called both of them into the office.

"Su Xia! You've just arrived in this class, what do you think?"

As he spoke, Baldy Yao's heavy tone pressed down on the girl.

"What do you think? No, I think the table in the classroom is a little too high for sleeping on. It's not as comfortable as No. 3 Middle School." Xia Ling smiled with her eyes curved.

She looked at Baldy Yao.

The middle-aged man sat behind the office desk, wearing an uncle's polo shirt, with a Mediterranean hairstyle. Only a few strands of black hair were combed back and forth to cover up his shiny scalp.

His big belly meant that he was bald.

Xia Ling hated him the moment she saw him.

From the moment he came in, he only reprimanded her. No matter what Tang Mohan did, she could already see that he was trying to curry favor with him.

Was he deliberately trying to make an example of her or was he colluding with teacher Li from before?

The girl smiled and said these provocative words as easily as eating and drinking.

"Su Xia!" Yao Lei's face was extremely gloomy.

He slammed the table with a bang. The pens and textbooks on the table jumped.

The loud noise almost deafened people's ears.

Xia Ling frowned and rubbed her ears.

Yao Lei was the only one in the office, so when he threatened Tang Mohan and Su Xia, he became more explicit.

"If you don't want to, you'd better leave as soon as possible. We don't want a poor student like you in No. 1 High School! Do you know how much money your mother spent and how many good words she put in for you to send you here?"

"Now that you're like this, do you want me to call your mother and ask her to come over?"

"Oh, is this the only trick you know? Call the parents? Sure, you can call them then. Anyway, I haven't been back for a few days, and I haven't seen my mother either. I'm quite anxious." Xia Ling sneered and looked at him.

In the plot, the original character was very worried about her mother.

Because Yao Lei and the language teacher in front of her threatened her with calling the parents every few days.