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Chapter 3 - Legendary Demon Class

At the corner of the teaching building, Tang Xiao Meng was walking with a textbook in his arms.

As the only poor person in the school who was specially recruited as a student, School Board instructed her to buy more insurance when she comes here.

She was deep in thought when a sudden gust of wind blew in and she saw the sign of A Class for high school shake a few times in the wind and then snap off.

The original white tag had been painted black with a big skull drawn on it … She shifted her gaze to the opposite wall and counted the names. The names of the thirty-two teachers were all on it. The densely packed black frames gave people goosebumps.

She gathered up her courage and swallowed. Still, she had to move forward.

At the door of the classroom, she nervously looked at the situation inside.

A middle-aged man with white sideburns was standing at the podium, flipping through books shakily. Below the podium were a group of unconventional boys and girls who were killing Matt. Some of them were playing video games, some of them were sleeping, and some of them were holding wooden sticks to beat the beat.

Trembling, the man picked up a piece of chalk and wrote some formulas on the blackboard, but due to the damp, the chalk produced a sharp, ear-piercing sound.

"Damn it, teacher, are you deliberately making life difficult for us? Someone was sleeping! You impolite fellow! " The boy with dyed yellow hair kicked the table with his foot. The loud sound scared the man so much that he didn't dare to move.

"I-I'm sorry, it was teacher's fault." The man didn't even dare to breathe loudly. He lowered his head and apologized.

His performance caused a burst of laughter to erupt in the classroom.

"Teacher, can you make up for the damage you did to my eardrums?" The yellow-haired boy stood up and said with his chin held high.

The man's forehead was already starting to sweat. He really didn't dare to stay here for even a second longer …

"Since you know you're in the wrong, then die!" As the yellow-haired boy spoke, he raised his fist and charged towards the man.

"Don't —!" Although Tang Xiao Meng was very afraid, but she could not watch any longer. She pushed open the door and ran in as she shouted.

The yellow-haired boy felt displeased after being stopped by the order. With a dark face, he asked, "Did you take the wrong path, or are you courting death?"

"Are you a new student?" The man raised his head, looking at Tang Xiao Meng with his big eyes, it was as if he saw his savior, "Um, I'm going, see you later!"

"Ah, teacher you —" Isn't this too unkind!

What was the point of her standing out just now?

"Hey, are you deaf?" The yellow-haired boy had unknowingly arrived in front of Tang Xiao Meng, clenching his fists, "There's no rule in the A class for high school students not to hit women!"

When the gigantic black shadow attacked, Tang Xiao Meng was so scared that he almost died. Could it be that the first day of reporting would be over?

She could already imagine herself being beaten into a pig head, but the pain didn't come for a long time.

When she opened her eyes, she found herself wrapped in a pair of large arms.

The boy was a hundred and eighty centimeters tall, with chestnut hair and a pair of peach blossom eyes. He was currently frivolously sizing her up.

"Hey, are you alright?"

"Smoke, you …" The yellow-haired boy looked at Tang Xiao Meng who had been protected and was a little puzzled.

"Go away! "He's blocking my way!"

A cold voice came from behind. An extremely handsome boy with a school bag in one hand walked in.

The girls in the classroom immediately became excited.

"It's Prince Lan Yu!"

Si Tu Lan Yu looked cold, his amber eyes sweeping across Tang Xiao Meng, the corners of his mouth raised slightly. What a coincidence, ugly woman!

Under his unfriendly gaze, Tang Xiao Meng started to feel uncomfortable. This guy's aura was really dangerous!

"Lan Yu, don't you think that such a small girl as teacher needs protection?" Li Ya Xun let go of Tang Xiao Meng and followed along.

"Die!" Si Tu Lan Yu found a seat near the window. That place was decorated like the living room of the presidential suite. He sat on the black leather sofa and asked, "Woman, who are you?"