Everyone looked at each other.

Even if the male god is the last, he is still their male god.

I looked at the male and female classmates who were just disgusted, all of whom were gloating, but my faces were full of worry.

As expected, I am not afraid of poor learning, but I am afraid of poor learning but not handsome.

This era of face-based viewing is so realistic.

"Why are you handing in the blank paper?" the teacher said angrily.

Only then did Xuanyuan Tianyi languidly withdraw his gaze and said, "Maybe he fell asleep accidentally."

The head teacher was almost angry to death by him and sneered: "You still have the face to say it!"

Xuanyuan Tianyi: "Aren't you, the teacher, asked first?"

Everyone:.......

head teacher:"......"

Then a few countdowns, first, and the exact c position fell on Xuanyuan Tianyi.

The three last were fined to sweep the playground for a week.

After class, everyone complained in a low voice: "Xing Beiyan is really stingy. Xuanyuan sat next to her and took the first place in the whole class. He was the last one in the exam, so he was speechless. If I were to ask me to help him do it, I really don't understand. Xuanyuan was punished to be swept the floor! I can't watch him play basketball this afternoon."

"That's right, I hate these people who are good at studying more and more. They are really selfish, as if they are afraid that others will copy their homework."

“…”

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, their voices were loud and most people heard them.

Xing Beiyan bit her lip and couldn't help but whisper: "It's not good."

Unfortunately, her voice was too small and no one heard it.

Perhaps because of this, coupled with the last time she had a breakup with a few girls, the class started to spread that she was young, had a bad personality, was selfish, and always spoke ill of her friends, saying that she was arrogant and so on, and so on.

Some people complained about her being fat and ugly on the post bar, and they liked to pester the school grass, which made people extremely annoying.

Unfortunately, Xing Beiyan, who doesn't play with her mobile phone, has no idea that she has been hacked.

Although she heard many people in her class talking about her, she didn't take it much to heart.

In the afternoon, everyone who participated in the competition stayed. Wang Xuelu took them to the dance studio, where there were already a group of male classmates dancing street dance.

I originally wanted to let them go, but after I found out that Wang Xuelu, who was leading the way, changed her attention and let their team come in.

As soon as Xing Beiyan entered the door, a sneer rang in his ears: "Isn't this here to dance, right?" A boy pointed at Xing Beiyan and smiled.

A female classmate said disgusted: "What's the solution? People want to participate!"

The boys looked at each other and burst into laughter.

"Can you really dance like this?"

"It's not that I said you're not good, but your figure is really weird in the team!"

"No, don't you see who is like you? Don't you know a little about yourself?"

"Okay, don't talk nonsense!" A sweaty boy stood up and said, "You are really useless to bully a little girl!" The boy glared at the jokers fiercely, then wiped the sweat and went forward to Xing Beiyan, who was blushing, and said apologetically: "Sorry, classmates, they didn't do it on purpose."

Several boys smiled and said, "We didn't mean it, just tell the truth!"
Chapter completed!