Nanfeng Middle School has a spacious parking lot with more than thirty cars parked in it, most of which are teachers' cars. The silver-white BMW Z4 sports car stands out here like it stands out from the crowd.

Ximen Lang walked over with the car on his shoulders. He really wanted to throw the bicycle on his shoulder onto the sports car, but he thought about it and resisted. He put the car next to the sports car and planned to ask for compensation when he saw its owner.

In any case, this matter must not end here.

He walked into the teaching building, went straight to the fourth floor, and came to the door of the principal's office. He knocked politely and heard the sound of "come in" from inside, and then walked into the office.

Behind the desk indoors, there was a handsome man in his fifties sitting. Seeing him come in, he looked around and asked, "Are you okay?"

Ximenlang said: "You are the principal, I am here to report to your school. I am the director of education..."

The man suddenly understood and said: "Oh, I understand, you are a relative of Director Zhou, and you come here to go to school. Director Zhou has already greeted me about this. My surname is Sun, and I am the principal of this school. You are welcome.

Become a freshman at Nanfeng Middle School."

Ximen Lang said hurriedly: "Thank you, Principal Sun."

Principal Sun said: "You're welcome. Since you are a relative of Director Zhou, I should naturally take care of you. You are placed in Class 1 and Class 3 of Senior High School. Wait a minute, I will call your teacher and ask him to take you there."

He grabbed the phone, dialed a number, and said, "Teacher Yang, come to my office."

After a while, a male teacher in his thirties with a red face knocked on the door and walked in, asking: "Principal Sun, do you have a problem with me?"

Principal Sun pointed at Ximenlang and said, "Teacher Yang, he is the new student who has joined your class. Please lead him there."

Teacher Yang nodded and said, "Okay, I'll take him to class."

Principal Sun said: "Go."

Teacher Yang led Ximen Lang out and said, "Please call me Ximen Lang. Follow me to the office first to get the books."

Ximenlang agreed, followed him to the office, picked up a stack of books, held them in his hands, and followed him to the second floor, entering the classroom of Grade 1 and Grade 3.

In an instant, the eyes of the students in the classroom who were dressed up in unique styles were all focused on the boy who suddenly appeared, as if they were looking at a monkey in the zoo, staring at his shabby clothes.

Teacher Yang walked to the middle of the podium, cleared his throat, and said, "This is a new student in our class. His name is Ximen Lang. Let's welcome him with a round of applause."

The applause was very sparse, as if it was a fart, but unbridled ridicule came from the mouths of some students who were dressed strangely.

"Looking at his clothes, he looks like a migrant worker who has also come to Nanfeng Middle School to study. He really doesn't know his own weight."

"Look at his shoes. Damn, he looks like he was from the last century."

"And that name, it's really weird, it's totally stupid, it comes from an alien planet..."

A girl with slender legs under her miniskirt suddenly raised her snow-white arms and said in a lazy voice: "Teacher, I don't agree with this guy entering our class."

Immediately, there were more than a dozen male and female students around who shouted in agreement, "Sister Yuan is right, we can't let this country bumpkin enter our class."

"Tell him to go back to where he came from."

"Looking at his bearish look, I feel angry..."

Ximenlang frowned and looked at the girl who started the trouble first. He saw that she was wearing a camisole with purple crystals and a printed denim skirt. She had a good figure, well developed, and a bulging bulge in the vest.

Yes, at least about 36B, tall, about 1.65 meters, about 17 or 18 years old.

As for the hair, it is purple, tied up with a purple ribbon, and the tail is set with gel water to make it look like a bird's nest blown away by the wind. The facial features on the face are quite beautiful, but they are painted thickly.

The makeup, the eyebrows are slender and purple, the eye sockets are dark blue, and the lips are bright pink. It looks particularly tacky, typical of a young girl.

Teacher Yang looked at the girl and asked with some displeasure: ""Classmate Xia Zhiyuan, please tell me your reasons why you don't want to let Ximenlang into our class?"

Xia Zhiyuan tilted her head and said: "As for the reason, there is only one. I hate this country leopard very much. I think that he entered our class to discredit our Grade 1 and Grade 3 students."

The girl's loyal supporters started making noise again, shouting arrogantly.

"Correct, Sister Yuan is right."

"We are firmly opposed to him entering Class 1 and Class 3 of our senior high school."

"Let him get out quickly."

Teacher Yang flushed with anger and shouted loudly: "Quiet, stop shouting, what are you doing..."

However, no one took his words to heart at all, as if he was farting, these unruly and gangster-like students still went their own way and continued to yell.

"Are you... still done?" Teacher Yang's dignity was challenged, and his face turned purple. He was so angry that he was shaking all over. To be precise, he was going crazy.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Ximen Lang's lips. It's interesting. It seems that I can't just study here. I have to be responsible for teaching these animals to be obedient!

There was a chill in his eyes that were as black as gems, like the sharp wind blowing in the night sky.

Without saying any more nonsense, he raised the book in his hand into the air, and it fell like leaves in the wind. This strange behavior made all the members of the class stunned, wondering if he was insane.

Teacher Yang asked in surprise: "Classmate Ximen, what are you doing?"

Ximenlang said calmly: "Teacher, please stay away for now." His cold eyes swept across the faces of the group of people who had just shouted, and he said in a deep voice: "From now on, this class will be controlled by me.

Come and decide.”

The group of people were stunned for a moment, and then the howling laughter started.

"Is this guy crazy?"

"Are you talking in your sleep there?"

A yellow-haired boy who yelled the most fiercely ignored the presence of the teacher and stood up in a hurry, cursing: "Damn it, wine, even a country leopard like you dare to say this, I will destroy you."

"

"Huang Mao, rush up and knock him down."

"Let this guy pay for his arrogance."

"Kick this bumpkin out..."

The shouting started again, with a somewhat deafening momentum.

Huang Mao suddenly rushed over and struck out with a hard left hook, aiming at the opponent's chest.

"Go away!"

After Ximen Lang cursed, he flew up and kicked Huang Mao in the chest. The huge impact caused the opponent's body to retreat quickly and hit the desk behind him, causing several screams.

Huang Mao got up from the ground, resisting the severe pain in his chest, and cursed angrily: "Mom, you dare to hit me, are you really looking for death?"

He grabbed a chair, rushed over again, raised it high and smashed it down hard.

"ah……"

Seeing the bloody scene on the verge of breaking out, some timid girls screamed uncontrollably.

Ximen Lang's body flashed like a civet cat, the chair was smashed into the air, and Huang Mao's body leaned forward. At this moment, Ximen Lang jumped up and struck hard with his horizontal elbow.

Huang Mao's back felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer. After a scream, blood spurted out of his mouth. He fell to the ground and squirmed in pain, unable to get up again...
Chapter completed!