C4 Request from the same table

The days were calm like water, the intense dispute did not have much of an impact on the lives of the citizens of Anhuang City.

Only by passing through the central area of the circle of war could one see some disarray. However, due to the efforts of the construction brigade, the buildings and road facilities had basically been completely restored … As for how this conflict raged on the interstellar network, it was not Xia Mang's focus.

The vacation that the accident had brought him lasted for five days. During that time, he had been immersed in studying hard, using his memory to memorize the books he had bought during his free time as a mecha specialist.

This was the first time he felt that studying was actually so easy and enjoyable. Following this pace, it was also about time for him to take the Beginner Mecha Pilot exam.

The intense learning rhythm even made him forget about the big event that happened a few days ago … The school finally reopened, class of Yinhuang Junior High School.

Ye Zhongliang stood high up on the stage, looking at the students who were sitting upright.

At this moment, the sound of hurried footsteps came from outside the door. A boy in a sky blue nameplate casual attire appeared at the door, gasping for breath.

Ye Zhongliang turned his head and nodded to him, "Why are you so late? You should take your heart in time after the break and there are still seven minutes of lessons. You should hurry up and come in."

"Got it, nag."

The boy grunted and trotted back to his seat.

Not long after, in less than a minute, footsteps sounded again. This time, it was Xia Mang.

His clothes were an eye-catching symbol in the entire Special classes.

All the gazes in the classroom fell on him.

"Hmph, how about Lawless? Look at what time it is! If you don't want to go to class, get out! Special classes cannot accept such a disobedient student! "

Compared to before, Ye Zhongliang's face suddenly changed. He stared at the student who was not late and chided him harshly.

Xia Mang was stunned by the roar, he did not think that Ye Zhongliang would actually look for trouble on this matter. He sneered in his heart, shrugged his shoulders, and asked calmly: "Professor Ye, there's still five minutes until midnight.

"You!"

Seeing that this fellow actually did not give him any face, the anger in Ye Zhongliang's heart soared. However, he was unable to release all of it in one breath, because he truly could not find a reason to refute.

That's right, Xia Mang wasn't late, nor did he violate any regulations, so what right did he have to be punished?

Ye Zhongliang took a deep breath and suppressed his emotions. He waved his hand impatiently and said, "Come in!"

Ignoring the fact that the homeroom teacher's tone was obviously filled with explosives, Xia Mang walked into the classroom and took out the stationery and other things that he needed for class, then settled himself in his seat.

On the stage, Ye Zhongliang's anger was hard to calm down. He did not plan to let it go, but started to blabber on endlessly.

"Since your genetic evolution level can't keep up with the level of a large group, you should work hard in your studies. Mom and dad painstakingly paid you to go to school, but they didn't ask you to stay here for too long. If you really can't keep up with them, you should quickly move to the regular class."

"Special classes is the best batch of students, I can't allow a rat's shit to spoil a pot of soup!"

Seeing that Xia Mang had lowered his head without saying a word, he continued to speak aggressively: "Since my family's conditions are limited, I should be able to recognize the gap between us.

The gazes of all the students in the class locked onto Ye Zhongliang's target.

Xia Mang's face was burning red from being stared at, but he still endured the anger and did not erupt. He was afraid that if he impulsively did something, he would let his parents know in the end that this was his biggest worry.

"Endure …"

Xia Mang kept saying to himself.

However, no matter how thick-skinned he was, under Ye Zhongliang's unbridled violence, he couldn't help but explode out like last time in the office.

Xia Mang suddenly slammed the table and stood up, coldly staring at the teacher in charge of the class.

Seeing that, the latter snorted, acting as if he knew nothing, and said: "Xia Mang, what are you doing? Suddenly gone mad? Do you still have any rules in your eyes? "

"Professor Ye, you also said that everyone present is an elite student, and that there is no problem with their intelligence. Thus, with regards to your words just now, I'm afraid that no one would not understand who you are talking about."

Xia Mang felt the gaze that was fixated on him, the strong sense of humiliation assaulted his heart, causing his tone of voice to fluctuate slightly.

"Hehe, you might have misunderstood? I was just talking to everyone about the problems in the class and how you act like a student. You're too sensitive. I don't have any intentions towards anyone. "

Ye Zhongliang replied with a smile that was not a smile.

"Damn it, old fox."

Xia Mang fumed, he secretly cursed in his heart, and retorted, "Is that so? I hope I've overthought it. "

Since Ye Zhongliang had already said so, then if he was to be compared to the truth, it would seem like he himself was the best at it. It had to be said that this old fellow's acting skills were really good, and his skin was really thick.

Seeing Xia Mang's actions just now was already enough to react to the problem. Seeing a panther on the speck, it means that the atmosphere in our class is too impetuous and impulsive, as students of the Special classes, you all have to train yourselves. If you can't even do this, then how are you different from those people in the normal class?

Unfortunately, Xia Mang's impulsiveness gave Ye Zhongliang a reason to call out his name.

However, both of them chose to automatically block it out.

In terms of talking, his skills were indeed shallow. Using actions proved that he was more persuasive than anything. After thinking about this, he took out his textbook and started to quickly memorize.

Since the heavens had given him such an extraordinary ability, there was no reason for him to waste it.

After an unknown period of time, Ye Zhongliang finally stopped speaking. However regarding this, Xia Mang didn't feel anything. He was already completely immersed within the world of books.

But at this time, a pleasant voice came out from the side, "Xia Mang, can we find our teacher for a change in position for next class?"

The one who spoke was Yu Wanyin, a member of the Special classes's Arts Committee, a publicly recognized great beauty.

However, she realized that her tablemate didn't react at all to her words, so she slightly raised her voice and repeated, but it was still the same result … " A pig's nose with spring onion, what kind of act are you putting on? You intentionally put on airs after being lectured by your teacher. "

A sense of disgust suddenly arose in Yu Wanyin's heart, and she could not help but push Xia Mang hard, "Hey! Did you hear what I said? "

"Ah?" "What?"

However, when he turned his head to see that it was his beautiful tablemate, Xia Mang's expression calmed down, and said with a smile: "Is anything the matter?"

"Hmph."

Yu Wanyin only felt that her smile was extremely disgusting. She turned her head and said stiffly: "I said that I will find Teacher for a change in seats for the next class. I really feel that sitting next to you is very shameful."

After Xia Mang heard this, he could not help but be stunned, "Why?"

Yu Wanyin frowned, "Every time you are scolded by a teacher, you would always get up and retort. Didn't your parents teach you how to write the word courtesy? Do you think this kind of immoral behavior can attract people's attention? If you don't blush, I'll sit next to you and feel the gazes of the entire class on you. I can't help but be ashamed. "

Xia Mang was startled for a moment. He felt a cut in his heart, and although no blood flowed out, he felt excruciating pain.