Originally, this matter was over, but the girl suddenly stretched out her hand to stop An Feiran and said angrily, "Who told you to take the blame for me? Stand to the side. This has nothing to do with you!"

She held back her tears, but her voice was fierce. Clearly, she did not appreciate what he had done.

Tang Xinrou looked down. She knew it!

Meanwhile, Gong Wei was full of questions. She turned her head. "What did you say?"

Song Yaoyao was fearless. She sniffed, pointed at Yan Ruoyang, and said in a soft, nasally voice, "I hit him and smashed his head—"

"You?"

Gong Wei looked at the girl who was trying hard to hold her chest high and felt like she wanted to laugh for some reason.

What was wrong with these students? Why were they all fighting to be punished and to receive demerits?

"Fine, come with me as well—"

Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by something behind her.

Gong Wei raised an eyebrow and looked behind her. She was shocked.

A group of boys and girls, rushed toward them like the wind, holding sticks and brooms.

Leading the way was a chubby boy. As he ran, his fat jiggled. How hard it was for him to run in front.

Before he arrived, his voice arrived first.

"Where is he? Step forward! Who had the guts to bully our top student? He must be tired of living!"

"That's right! Step forward!"

What a confusing day.

Gong Wei removed her glasses and rubbed her eyes. She was a little surprised. "Errr, you guys..."

But these angry students did not pay attention to her at all as they ignored her.

Those that were watching took a few steps back...and a few more...and a few more...

It didn't take long before the area was surrounded by the students of Class 3-3.

They moved aside in an orderly manner and cleared out a path.

A boy with his hands in his pockets and a band-aid on his face, approached lazily from behind, followed by a tail.

This tail was Han Jun.

Gong Wei didn't recognize the others, but she definitely knew who the school bully, Shen Xun, was.

She watched as the arrogant boy weaved his way roguishly through the crowd. Like a king inspecting his land, he walked forward and finally stopped in front of the sobbing girl.

He leaned over and smiled with disdain as hostility filled his eyes. "Big Bro, who should I hit?"

Thump—

Liu Peng and Deng Qi's grip loosened and Yan Ruoyang fell on the ground.

Their legs began to wobble. Arrogant? Let's see if they could still act arrogant!

"Him! And them!"

Song Yaoyao pointed her chin and swept her finger across. Her voice was crisp.

Shen Xun nodded and stood up straight.

He yawned lazily. "Did you hear her? Go get them!"

As soon as his command fell, all the girls and boys rushed toward Liu Peng and Deng Qi like a swarm of bees.

As for Yan Ruoyang...

He was already in a pitiful state. If they hit him anymore, they were afraid they may hit him to death.

"Hey, you, are you crazy? Aren't you going to move aside?"

Tang Xinrou rolled her eyes, glanced at the silly An Feiran, and said with disgust, "Look at you. Did you think you could take the blame for our Yaoyao? You need a bit more training!"

He was like a fool.

When the third class went crazy, they hit everyone that got in their way.

An Feiran nodded dopily as his eyes sparkled. "Oh, okay."

Tang Xinrou: "???"

I was just saying it. You could have just listened quietly.

Gong Wei was shocked. She stood on the side and roared, "Stop!"