But Mo Ran didn't care.

She really wanted to know what kind of expression Mo Qingyan would look like when she was trampled on her academically "small student" who had never taken seriously.

Not to mention her now, even in her previous life, her grades were not bad, but because her performance was too good, it would arouse Mo Qingyan's dissatisfaction, and she would not be careful to hide herself.

As for now...hehe, the more unhappy Mo Qingyan is, the happier she is.

She cares about Mo Qingyan's death!

After listening to the class lazily with her head on her head, Mo Ranxian had actually lost the need to listen to the class.

It is much more interesting to study in the system space at night than wasting time here.

So, when the school bell rang, Mo Ran stood up and left, throwing all the textbooks and other things on the desk, bringing nothing, and being so carefree.

Before Wang Zhiwen could report that speed, he had lost his shadow.

Wang Zhiwen's face was a little distorted with anger, and he could only vent his mouth and save some face: "I thought it was so great, but I was afraid that I would not dare to stay for a second!"

He belittled Mo Ran a bit, and he might not feel relieved enough. He happened to see the book in the drawer. He felt hot and walked over, tearing Mo Ran's books and so on, and sprinkling them all on the ground.

He stomped his feet hard again before leaving the classroom comfortably.

The next day, as soon as Mo Ran entered the classroom, he saw this mess.

But to be honest, her first reaction was that she was a little happy-

Her ten thousand words of review didn't even move. Now she found a reason!

However, why did she think it was her business? Someone dared to do this. If she didn't get rid of the person, would she really think she was a sick cat?

With his eyes cold and swept across the ground, Mo Ran's voice was cold and terrifying: "Who did it? Get out!"

Wang Zhiwen was not too stupid, and he knew that Mo Ran would definitely come to him today. He recruited his younger brothers in school to show his prestige early in the morning.

When Mo Ran asked this, he was sitting on the table with his legs crossed, and his other leg was slapped on the chair.

Hearing her words, he stood up handsomely and stood up, raised his chest and strode towards Mo Ran:

"I did it! What's wrong? Want to fight?"

While saying that, he rolled up his sleeves. However, even though he had already made 120,000 yuan of preparation this time, he was still not even able to see the other party's movements clearly when he approached Mo Ran, and he was already lying on the ground with a bang.

And it's like falling to the sky and the earth with four legs.

Perhaps he himself knew how embarrassing his posture was now, so he struggled to get up.

Mo Ran directly stepped on his chest: "No one has taught you, don't pretend to compete if you don't have the strength?"

Wang Zhiwen lay on the ground and couldn't move. His eyes looked at Mo Ran as if he had been poisoned, and he had no intention of repentance at all.

Mo Ran's eyes sank. Just as he was about to speak, a sharp and harsh roar from behind him came: "Mo Ran, you are becoming more and more lawless!"

Frowning his eyebrows, Liu Haimei was standing at the door and glaring at her. Behind him, Mo Qingyan once again showed her white lotus face:
Chapter completed!