The soft ones are afraid of the hard ones.

The hard ones are afraid of the crazy ones.

The crazy are afraid of dying.

The current Qin Fan seems to have become a madman and demon in the eyes of these students!

There seems to be no word to describe it other than the madman demon.

He Yixin only attacked him, and he didn't even hurt him in the slightest.

But he was thrown down from the seventh floor like this?

If this is not a neuropathy, how can it be explained?

At this moment, time and air seemed to stand still.

In the huge space of the entire seventh class, something called horror surged up.

There are more than 30 people, most of whom are sitting on pins and needles.

And those who had provoked Qin Fan before were even more faintly trembling.

Wang Zijun, who had been hit by Qin Fan with his head and knocked on the desk until he was bleeding, lay on the desk and buried his head deeply.

He was afraid, afraid that Qin Fan would look up at him, once that happened, maybe Qin Fan's smile would be enough to scare him!

Fortunately, there are only ten days and eight days before the college entrance examination, otherwise he would have gone to change schools desperately!

Bell bell bell -!

The bell rings for class.

Suddenly struck by this sudden familiar ringtone, more than thirty people trembled in unison.

In the classroom, which was so silent that it could make people feel suffocated, everyone was nervously waiting for the teacher who was about to appear under the sound of pedaling outside the door.

Swish!

The figure appeared, but it was not the head teacher.

It's the director of Mediterranean politics and education who was once slapped by Qin Fan!

"Qin Fan!" Standing at the door, he called out expressionlessly.

It's just that Qin Fan didn't seem to hear it, and he didn't move.

"That classmate, please wake up Qin Fan!" Seeing this, the director of political education pointed to the student in front of Qin Fan's seat.

Wake up Qin Fan?

Airplanes-!

The student shook his rattle-like head in panic.

Just sitting in Qin Fan's front and back, left and right tables, he couldn't stop his little heart from beating rapidly.

Wake him up, what if he doesn't like to throw himself out of the way?

After all, this thing's neuropathy is already terminally ill, who dares to provoke it, who dares to guarantee that he will not go crazy again?

No one dares to take this risk!

With a soft sigh, the director of political education walked in from outside.

walked to Qin Fan's side and stretched out his hand to knock on Qin Fan's desk, but the hand that had just been stretched out suddenly subconsciously and instinctively retracted it, and said softly with an expressionless face, "Classmate Qin Fan!"

"There's something to say, it's okay to get out!" Qin Fan, who was lying on the desk, squirmed and paused in his throat.

"Headmaster, please come over!" said the old man with a blushing face, and the director of political education endured the humiliating assault.

Tao Yuan is looking for?

What is this old boy looking for himself?

Qin Fan, whose brows were furrowed, didn't say anything more, and stood up suddenly.

Ignoring the existence of the political and educational director, he strode out.

Principal's Office.

The moment Qin Fan entered the door, Tao Yuan immediately closed the door and locked it.

"Old Tao, let's talk about it, what are you looking for me?" Flipping over to the desk and sitting down, Qin Fan looked at Tao Yuan and smiled.

"Ancestor, little ancestor, I beg you, okay, there are still ten days and eight days for your old man to take the college entrance examination, can you let these ten days and eight days be spent peacefully!

The title changed from Mr. Qin to Qin Ye, Tao Yuan said to Qin Fan with a bitter expression.

"That's it, Lao Tao, think about it, when did I Qin Fan take the initiative to stir up trouble? Or do you want me to be the same as before, let me beat and scold and humiliate?"

"No, no, no, I didn't mean that! Master Qin, let's do it, otherwise your old man won't come to class, and I'll tell you to participate in the college entrance examination, I know you don't stir up trouble, but those thorny students don't know how thick the sky is! Fortunately, there are also haystacks on the mat this time, otherwise our No. 7 Middle School will have to make headlines in the major news media! Not to mention whether my principal will be dismissed, you will also have to get into a lot of trouble! I suggest you see what? Okay? Anyway, it's only ten days and eight days, please return one of the seven to be quiet, please!"

In the end, Tao Yuan arched his hand and laughed bitterly.

At this moment, Tao Yuan felt that he was the saddest principal in history!

It's just that even Ye Jizu has to shout at Qin Ye's Demon King of the Mixed World, what can he do?

If there is any more turmoil, it is estimated that he, the principal, will be the end!

Although he doesn't care about this so-called headmaster's position, if it gets out, it will be a joke!

When the time comes, he probably doesn't know what it will be like to be laughed at when he returns to Sijiu City, and he really doesn't want this to happen to him!

Forehead-!

Unexpectedly, Tao Yuan threw the festival to this part, and Qin Fan was stunned.

Then he glanced at him with a smile, and then smiled bitterly, "For your sake, okay then!"

After saying that, he patted Tao Yuan's shoulder again, and Qin Fan strode open the door and walked out.

Looking at the departing back, Tao Yuan breathed a heavy sigh of relief, raised his hand and wiped the sweat on his forehead!

Knock knock knock!

A few moments later, there was a knock on the door.

Tao Yuan, who was lying on the office chair rubbing his temples, was startled.

Shouted, "Enter!"

"Principal, Mr. He, the parent of Mr. He Yixin, is here!" the assistant stood outside the door, looking unnatural.

"Well, let him in!" Tao Yuan waved his hand.

With his words falling.

A middle-aged man walked in outside the door.

The assistant closed the door very respectfully after the middle-aged man walked in.

"Principal Tao, I hope No. 7 Middle School can give me a satisfactory explanation!"

As soon as he entered the door, He Xunting immediately said angrily with a gloomy face.

"Confess, what do you want to explain? You should be glad that your son escaped by falling on the haystack, instead of smashing on the concrete floor and dying!" Tao Yuan, who was already in an irritable mood, met He Xunting's attitude, and immediately straightened his face and snorted.

"Principal Tao, what do you mean? Although I am not good, I am one of the deputies of the Lingnan Political Consultative Association, and I am the president of the Lingnan Chamber of Commerce, and I am not afraid of my son's life, I know that you have an absolute backstage, but that is my son, if he really has three longs and two shorts, then even if he goes out and pokes a hole in the sky, I He Xunting is not afraid!" Under the surging anger, He Xunting slapped the table, his eyebrows panting.

"Tut, it means that you have a lot of prestige, right? Okay, I'm too lazy to tell you so much! Go back and let your son keep a low profile, not everyone can mess with him! If you die today, then you will die in vain! He Zhenjiang's son He Haolin is dead, He Zhenjiang has stepped down, Zhou Yihang's business empire collapsed overnight, Zhou Yihang's father and daughter died crazy, and even Qin Shuai of the Qin family is now a disabled person lying in the hospital ward, how many waves do you say your majesty can stir up?"

Facing He Xunting, who was full of resentment, Tao Yuan sneered and sneered, and even he who had always tried his best to show a gentle and elegant appearance to the outside world shook off his foul language!