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Chapter 242: Sick Master, Don¡¯t Play with Fire 20

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    Qiao Yanran snorted coldly, walked up to the teacher in a few steps, and said with an aggrieved face: "Teacher, they are confusing right and wrong, and they want to complain first!

    ¡°I was on my way to the bathroom just now. They couldn¡¯t help but grab my hair, drag me into a small dark room, and physically assault me. I recorded it all.  "

    As she spoke, she turned on her phone and played the recording.

    The recording was very clear. Qiao Yanran turned her voice to the maximum volume to ensure that the whole class could hear the recording.

    The scoldings of these people were so unpleasant that the teacher's expression completely changed, and his eyes swept over them with great displeasure.

    The faces of all the girls were ashen.

    This damn bitch actually recorded it!  She was probably already prepared and waiting to sue them in front of the teacher!

    Tears welled up in Qiao Yanran's eyes, her voice was trembling, and she said with a heavy cry, "Teacher, this is not the first time they have beaten me. They are so powerful in numbers, how can I dare to resist?"

    Before she finished speaking, a sharp female voice sounded.

    "Teacher! She beat us to death today! Look at the wounds on our bodies!" The tall and strong girl rolled up her sleeves directly.

    Everyone¡¯s curious eyes were all focused on her arm.

    However, except for the girl's arm being slightly red, there is nothing serious. This is not even a minor injury, right?

    It¡¯s a bit too pretentious.

    The tall and strong girl was also surprised when she saw her arms.

    Her arm was really hurting, it was heartbreaking. She originally thought the wound would be at least purple, but she didn't expect it to be just slightly red?  !

    The head teacher looked at the crying poor Wang Anan, and his heart softened, and he said in a cold voice: "Okay, okay! You guys, apologize to Yanran, and each of you will write another two thousand words of self-reflection for self-study later in the evening.  Submit it before class.

    "If you let me know that something like this happens in the class again, you guys can stop coming."  "

    ¡°These few students have poor academic performance, and their presence in the class will drag down the entire class. If their families hadn¡¯t paid too much money, they would have been kicked out long ago.

    Three girls: ""

    Their lungs are about to explode from the suffocation. They have obviously been beaten and are real victims, but now they are actually asked to apologize to this little bitch!

    This is simply unreasonable!

    Although they were aggrieved, they still had to apologize to Wang Anan.

    Qiao Yanran felt even more relieved when she saw their aggrieved expressions. She wiped her tears and took two steps back in fear.

    Seeing her appearance, the head teacher touched her head and said, "If they bully you again in the future, just tell me and I will make the decision for you. Go and study."

    Qiao Yanran nodded vigorously. When she glanced past the five girls, with a hint of ridicule, she turned around and sat down in her seat.

    Meng Yu looked at Qiao Yanran on the side, his eyes were red from crying, his usual flamboyant look faded, he looked like a bullied little rabbit.

    He felt inexplicably angry and sad.

    This Wang An'an is usually arrogant and arrogant in front of him, and his emotions are always treacherous, right?  Are you timid in front of others?  How have you been bullied?

    Meng Yu looked at the back of her hand that was still bleeding, frowned and said, "Your hand is injured."

    Hearing his words, Qiao Yanran raised her hand and found a deep scratch on her hand. Blood was flowing out. It must have been scratched by the madmen when they pounced on her.

    Don¡¯t tell me, it still hurts.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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