SFS Chapter 680 Anti-80 First Bear (3)
Chapter 680 Anti-80 First Bear (3)
Seeing Xiong Bufan's high spirits, Kongkong unconsciously curled its tail around the wooden fish hammer and tapped the wooden fish twice.
Xiong Bufan: "Kongkong, what was the original owner's wish?"
"Protect your aunt, get into a good university, and finally find Ji Yufan and ask him why?"
Xiong Bufan: "The original owner was just a stubborn person."
"Bufan, what are your plans next?"
Xiong Bufan took out a small mermaid tear and put it in his mouth. "Nothing else, let's heal the original owner's face first."
These kids are so young and yet so despicable, throwing acid at people.
"it is good."
After the aquamarine glow faded, Xiong Bufan's face returned to normal. His skin, which had been corroded by concentrated acid, healed and was free of horrifying scars. His vision and sense of smell also returned to normal.
Mermaid tears are a treasure no matter where you go, but Xiong Bufan felt sad after using them, and it's unclear what he was thinking.
Xiong Bufan casually picked up a mirror and examined his face.
The original owner was undoubtedly beautiful, but also unfortunate.
Kongkong: "Bufan, let bygones be bygones."
"Oh." After saying that, Xiong Bufan stood up and jumped off the roof.
She wasn't going to class; she was hungry and wanted to eat.
No matter what happens, eating is always the most important thing.
Xiong Bufan restored her appearance and put on a new school uniform. Few people in the school and cafeteria could recognize her, and even if they did, they didn't dare to approach her and could only watch from afar.
Just before the bell rang, Xiong Bufan reluctantly walked into the classroom.
Although she never went to high school, she doesn't think high school is any more fun than kindergarten.
The teacher walked into the classroom with Xiong Bufan and saw that Xiong Bufan was still a little confused. "Student, class has started. Hurry up and go back to your seat."
After finding an empty seat, Xiong Bufan plopped down on it.
After a simple pre-class ceremony, the course officially began.
This was an English class, and Xiong Bufan couldn't even understand the greetings, let alone the string of English the teacher was speaking.
Listening to the teacher's incessant chatter, Xiong Bufan's eyes gradually became glazed over, and in less than three minutes, he was fast asleep on the table.
This was expected, but how is Xiong Bufan supposed to get into university?
Kongkong believed that this task was impossible to complete unless a miracle occurred.
Yunying International School values students' dignity and physical and mental well-being. Most students who don't do well on the college entrance exam are sent abroad, so the teachers' classroom management is not very strict, even though she can hear Xiong Bufan snoring.
The students around Xiong Bufan looked at him for a long time but couldn't figure out that he was a student from their class, so they could only observe him cautiously.
The school is full of wealthy and powerful families, so who knew that the person sleeping there might be a hidden big shot?
So Xiong Bufan slept for the entire class, and no one woke her up.
When the bell rang, Xiong Bufan seemed to sense something and opened his eyes. He looked around and found that one of the desks was covered in trash, with not a single book in sight. The trash couldn't even cover the obscene words written on the desk in red marker, which made anyone who saw it feel irritable.
Xiong Bufan pointed to the table and said, "Is that Zhao Yuru's table?"
Kongkong was surprised by the extent of the high school student's malice. "Yes, the original owner's desk has always been like this."
Xiong Bufan stood up and walked to the original owner's table. "Oh."
A few students around recognized Xiong Bufan as Zhao Yuru, but none dared to approach him and admit it.
As we all know, the recovery period for cosmetic surgery is long, with a minimum of seven days, let alone a major procedure like facial surgery.
Regardless of whether they could recognize the original owner, Xiong Bufan stood up, walked to the original owner's table, pointed at the table, and asked, "Who did this?"
Students: ? ? Are they here to cause trouble?
Wen Nuan, who sat in front of Zhao Yuru, said unhappily, "Who are you? What are you doing in our class?"
Xiong Bufan glared at Wen Nuan, his eyes narrowing, "You put this there?"
Wen Nuan was unhappy when she heard this. "How would I know? Zhao Yuru is just being indecent and bringing shame to everyone." Ever since that incident involving Zhao Yuru, the girls in the class have been ashamed and are always being harassed when they walk around school.
Xiong Bufan kicked Wen Nuan's chair, and the little girl fell to the ground instantly, along with the original owner's table, which also crashed onto Wen Nuan.
Feeling wronged, Wen Nuan said, "Why did you hit me? I'm just telling the truth. My brother won't let you get away with this."
Xiong Bufan ignored Wen Nuan's threats and looked around before saying, "Whoever put this trash here, come up and admit it."
The students were startled by this turn of events, but they weren't easily frightened and started yelling, "You're crazy!"
"Crazy woman."
"Go find the teacher quickly."
Problems in the class affect the class's honor.
Seeing someone trying to run away, Xiong Bufan grabbed the nearest chair and smashed it, blocking the doorway.
The classroom is on the fourth floor. If you jump directly out of the window, you'll either die or be crippled.
Apart from one or two reckless individuals, no one actually jumped out of the window.
Xiong Bufan looked at the student who jumped down, and she seemed to have a good idea.
Kongkong quickly said, "Bufan, be careful. If we make too much noise, we'll attract the school leaders."
This is absolutely not good for your future development at school.
"Oh."
We can't drive them to jump off the building; this is something Xiong Bufan has to handle himself.
The students had never experienced such a long ten-minute break between classes, and they even looked forward to the bell ringing for the next class.
I originally thought that more than thirty people had a chance of winning against a thin, teenage girl.
As it turned out, Xiong Bufan was not someone to be trifled with at all. Everyone was injured to a similar degree, with Wen Nuan being the one who was the least injured.
The books on the table were also taken away and placed on a clean table, which temporarily became Xiong Bufan's desktop.
The students really didn't expect that Zhao Yuru, who could be bullied like this back then, would become like this. Perhaps this person is not Zhao Yuru now.
However, it's also possible that Zhao Yuru has returned for revenge...
High school students are quick-witted, with top-notch energy and imagination. In addition, they read a lot of miscellaneous books on a regular basis, so they keep making connections.
When the bell rang, Xiong Bufan immediately returned to her seat. Although she didn't study, no one could question her reverence and respect for the classroom and the teacher.
The students were momentarily stunned, not expecting that the demon that had tormented them for ten minutes would become so quiet and well-behaved after the school bell rang.