Coming of the Villain Boss!

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Watching Mingshu sit down, ignoring his meaning, he slowly walked back to his position.

Students came one after another, both humans and blood.

Except for individual cases, ordinary blood races are still very peaceful, and get along well with humans.

However, when the five blood races, who seemed to have the spirit of Wang Ba, came in from outside the classroom, the entire classroom fell into a strange quiet.

They are afraid of these blood races.

"Hey!"

Mingshu's table suddenly shook, and Mingshu raised his head, looking at the blood race with sunglasses in front of her.

"Are you talking to you at noon when you wind in your ears?" The blood group of Sunglasses kicked again on Mingshu's table. "What's the matter?"

Mingshu thought for a while, this group of people seemed to have received protection fees from the original owner, and the protection fees of the blood race were naturally blood.

The original owner can't eat enough, how can there be extra rations for them.

boom--

The blood clan in sunglasses kicked it again, and the table fell directly to the ground.

"Talking to you, deaf ears, stuff!"

Mingshu stood up, raised his smile, and kicked his feet. The blood-stained people of Sunglasses didn't expect Mingshu to dare to start, and had no precautions. He was kicked by Mingshu at this time.

The blood group in sunglasses was bent to avoid pain, and Ming Shu grabbed his arm and fell over his shoulder.

She raised her feet and stepped on the unreacted blood of the blood clan, lowering her head and chuckling, "Want it? I'll give it to you, take care!"

At this time, the classroom was silent, and only her voice rang clearly throughout the classroom.

It took only a few seconds, and the blood group of sunglasses was thrown to the ground, and the followers behind him were in a state of coercion.

"You are stupefied, and I haven't gotten her away!" The dark blood clan shouted at the remaining people.

The blood races rushed over and wanted to open up the Mingshu.

Mingshu grabbed a book and hit it on the head of the blood race.

Ordinary books seem to be cast at this time and hit their heads as hard as rocks.

Several people were killed in the same way as the dark blood clan.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

What just happened?

Is this still the gloomy classmate in their class who has been bullied? What's her name?

Everyone looked at each other, but no one remembered her name.

Wow-la-

The book flipped twice in the air and hit the face of the blood on the ground with another cry.

"Do you still want it?" Mingshu bent over and smiled at the blood family in sunglasses.

The blood clan in sunglasses was beaten a bit stunned, with a bright smile on his eyes and a chill in his heart.

He shook his head quickly, "No, don't want it."

Mingshu stooped and found several slap-sized bags in his pocket, with the emblem of the Rose College printed on it. This should be a ration from the school.

Mingshu accepted it very politely and scoured several other blood races to make sure that there were no leaks before she stood aside with the rations, "The table helped me."

The blood-blooded tribe in sunglasses climbed up and helped the table to Mingshu.

Then he helped each other to leave, and ran to the door of the classroom before he said, "Wait for me!"

Mingshu looked forward, smiled, and then bit the ration bag.

The **** blood of the sunglasses trembles for no reason, leading a few people to stumble away.

Mingshu sucked in... well, the taste was not as good as Xia Fu gave her.

The rations issued by the college are all artificial blood. In other words, the rations of all blood races are artificial blood, and the blood races are not allowed under the treaty to **** human blood and violate the law.

Blood races need to work to make money to get these artificial blood, and the way students get is to study hard, as long as they do not make mistakes, they will distribute enough rations every day, and will not make students hungry.

After hundreds of years of development, the blood race now has to learn the same things as human beings. It is simulated in five years of college entrance examination and three years.

All beings are equal under the exam.

Hearing that humans and blood races are running in, just after implementing this education model, many blood races have been tortured by examinations.

But it is much better now, after all, it has been developing for more than three hundred years.

There were two lessons in the afternoon. The first lesson was mathematics. Ming Shu looked at the messy numbers and felt a headache.

The second section is Mandarin.

Mingshu was so sleepy that it was hard to get out of class. The teacher also arranged a lot of homework.

Mingshu picked up the original owner's school bag and walked to the teacher's office.

Looking far away at the Sunglasses blood clan, with a few **** clan, came over aggressively, she rushed into the office a few steps.

The math teacher is going out, and is facing Mingshu, he is stern, "What's the matter with this classmate?"

Mingshu pointed outside, "Teacher, Fitch is in trouble with me."

Fitch is the blood-blood tribe.

"It's him again." The math teacher was clearly impressed by this Fitch, and he had no doubt that he bullied people. "Where? Take me."

"Just outside, I have something to do with the class leader." Ming Shu smiled.

The math teacher didn't care. He went out on his own, and the corridor was suddenly chaotic, mixed with the math teacher's scolding.

The rest of the teachers in the office were unresponsive. They should get off work and eat.

Ming Shu walked to the class leader with his schoolbag and said straight away: "Teacher, I want to jump."

The class leader raised his head from a pile of homework and looked at the little loli in front of him... This was in his class, but the sense of existence was quite low on weekdays, and it was always a somber look.

What's her name?

The blood race is very smart-as long as they use their energy to study.

So it is very common for students to skip grades in this school. The class leader only looked at her a few times and took the test paper from the drawer. "Well, is it the second day?"

"High school."

The class guide stiffened and asked with some uncertainty: "Are you saying it again?"

"High school."

Class leader thought for a long time without remembering Mingshu's name. He coughed, "You are only in junior year, skip to high school, are you sure?"

"determine."

The class leader choked, "Then wait, there are no high school grades."

The class leader called and asked Senior High School to send in the test papers, seeing Mingshu's eyes revealing'strange love', as if it had been concluded that Mingshu would definitely not be able to pass.

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Mingshu didn't have a dormitory at the school. On weekdays, she swayed nearby, waiting until dawn to come to the school.

But Ming Shu apparently didn't want to live such a life, she had to find a place to live.

As soon as she walked out of school carrying her schoolbag, she saw Xia Fu standing at the school gate, carrying her schoolbag on one shoulder, carrying a black bag in her hand, and looked at the students coming and going indifferently.

In the sunset, the boys were covered with orange warm light. The facial features are exquisite, as if they were carefully described.

The school uniform of the same style was worn by him with a custom-made charm.

Many students looked at him sideways, but nobody approached him and walked around him one after another.

That is not admiration, but fear.

When Mingshu came out, Xia Fu moved, and took the initiative to approach her, "Go back."

It took a while for the words to be quite distinct before he understood what he meant.

Mingshu subconsciously covered the ration in his pocket, "Student Xia Fu, thank you very much for saving me. I will find a chance to return you. But now, we don't matter."

I am not the one who saved it!

But looking at the rations he gave, it was quite delicious.

Xia Fu just looked at her and stopped talking.

Ming Shu: "..." a few meanings! !

I won't go with you! !

Really! !