Author: Thirteen pure onesMachine Translation
“Wow, how dare she even involve the god of learning in this!”
“This is going to be a good show to watch.”
The classroom suddenly became noisy. Everyone was waiting for the teacher’s reaction.
Although students with excellent results always enjoyed special privileges in front of the teacher.
However, Tang Mohan, who had been sleeping all the time and was even more punctual than the teacher, enjoyed special privileges.
Who asked him to rely on the Mathematics Olympiad to win first place in the international competition when he was in his first year of high school? He had already enjoyed the guarantee of most 985 key universities?
With him around, it was a stable teaching result. No teacher would be willing to send him out, no matter how much they spoiled him?
Teacher Li steadied her mind.
She had obviously been checkmated by a young girl. If she didn’t punish Tang Mohan in front of so many people, it would be terrible if word got out.
Bang!
She slammed her hand on the boy’s table again.
“Stand up!” The teacher said in a deep voice, “Don’t you know that you’re late? You, go with Su Xia and stand outside for ten minutes as punishment!”
Very good, very good, very powerful.
Since they were late, everyone would be punished together!
This ending was a happy one for everyone.
Xia Ling looked at Tang Mohan in the front seat and slowly stood up. After standing up, her figure was obviously taller than the teacher in the corridor.
Her tall figure already brought a great sense of oppression.
After being punished by the teacher, Tang Mohan did not say anything. He still looked indifferent.
Under everyone’s gaze, he walked out into the corridor. When he reached the door, he really gave face to the teacher. He leaned against the wall and stood in the corridor.
With him in front, Xia Ling did not dawdle anymore.
She also moved. She had just taken a step.
“Teacher, make way. You’re blocking my way. Thank you.”
He was very polite, very polite, but it sounded like he was very provocative.
Teacher Li’s brows were tightly knitted. It was as if he could clamp a mosquito to death. His heart was filled with anger, but in the end, he had heard the discussions of the students just now. The young girl had been in prison before?
Her face was as gloomy as water, and her short figure leaned to the side.
Xia Ling squeezed over.
The young girl was wearing the school uniform of No. 1 High School. Her figure was very thin, but when she walked to the teacher’s side, it made people feel that she was actually quite tall.
This height was about 1.7 meters, right?
*
Xia Ling stood still in the corridor.
The hot sun shone on the corridor.
Her back leaned against the wall of the classroom. She stood there, and Tang Mohan stood indifferently beside her.
This boy was the Demon King, Lingpo. He had possessed him in this world.
Tilting her head to look at the boy, Xia Ling quickly accepted the plot of this world and the original owner’s memories.
When all the memories were clear in her mind, Xia Ling realized that the original owner of her possession, Su Xia, and the boy in front of her, Tang Mohan, had already known each other.
Moreover, this kind of relationship was a little intimate.
The two of them were now living in the same villa.
To be exact, because the original owner, Su Xia, was now under her mother’s care.
In order to let her improve her studies, her mother had moved her from No. 3 Middle School to No. 1 Middle School. She had even asked her best friend’s son, Tang Mohan, to help Su Xia with her studies.
Tang Mohan lived in a 200-square-meter villa near No. 1 High School.
Since the house was very big, he couldn’t live in so many rooms alone. Therefore, Tang asked Su Xia to live with Tang Mohan, saying that the two of them could take care of each other.
*
“Hey, Tang Mohan. Why do you look like a dead person? You were fine when you were at home. Why do you want to pretend that you don’t know me when you get to school?”
