Lu Rui reluctantly wanted to catch up, but Tang Xiaochi kicked the desk in front of him and tripped him directly.

"My sister is really sad for your dad and your mom, they worked hard to raise you so big, but you are a blind person, and you don't wipe your eyes when you look for a girlfriend, you really have created eight lifetimes of sin."

"You ......"

"What are you?" Tang Xiaochi punched a boy out of his nosebleed: "You just pull someone on the road and ask Ye Weilan what kind of character she is, An Yirou cursed her whole family to die, she deserves to be beaten!" ”

The fist wind behind him attacked, Tang Xiaochi smiled arrogantly, threw a man to the ground with an over-the-shoulder fall, and stepped on it with one foot: "An Yirou covets Ye Weilan's boyfriend, and hates her if she can't beg for it, I don't know how many cruel things I've done behind my back over the years, if I had already dismantled her!" ”

There was a miasma of black smoke in the classroom, and the whole martial arts were directly staged, Tang Xiaochi had a black belt of three sections, and his skills were not covered, but the other party was overwhelmed, and it took a while.

The other students hid back to avoid harming the pond fish, and listened to the colorful speech of the Tang Queen while watching the excitement.

After all, it is a class, Ye Weilan is a kind person and has a good reputation, so they are naturally oriented towards her.

The front was hot, and in the last row, Ye Weilan was reading the book intently, An Yirou had just mentioned Qin Yu, which made her heart ache unbearably, as long as she thought of the situation they were about to face after he came back, her heart was like a hole, and she was drenched in blood, so she could only read a book to divert her attention and calm her emotions.

She was so serious that she didn't notice that An Yirou didn't know when she sneaked behind her, her eyes were vicious, and she raised her hand and was about to slap her.

The sharp-eyed classmate happened to see it and exclaimed, "Be careful—"

Ye Weilan immediately tilted her head, and although she dodged a slap, An Yirou's sharp nails still left a mark on her face.

Tang Xiaochi in front of him saw it, and immediately became angry: "Slut! ”

The fiery red figure rolled over directly like the wind, grabbed An Yirou's hair with one hand, pointed at her face, opened the bow left and right, and slapped it with more than a dozen slaps.

She was so fast that no one reacted at all, and it wasn't until An Yirou's screaming screams woke up Lu Rui that he hurriedly ran over.

After Tang Xiaochi finished slapping people, he threw An Yirou to the ground and hurriedly went to see Ye Weilan.

Her skin was white, and she could see the slightest trace clearly, and there were faint beads of blood on her white and tender cheeks.

An Yirou's nails were painted with dancôme, which was said to be poisonous, Tang Xiaochi didn't care about anything else, and decisively pulled her to the infirmary.

When he walked to the door of the classroom, he met many teachers who rushed to hear the news, Tang Xiaochi shouted: "Teacher, Lan Lan is seriously injured, I must take her to the hospital immediately." ”

She is too fast, that group of teachers did not see clearly how Ye Weilan was injured, but people's hearts are biased, Ye Weilan is the proud protégé of many teachers in the Chinese department, that soft and delicate nature they have seen for several years, there is a number in their hearts, naturally no one will stop.

As for An Yirou and Lu Rui's group left in the classroom, that's another matter.

Ye Weilan was dragged by Tang Xiaochi and ran in a hurry, laughing: "Xiaochi, I'm fine, stop quickly." ”

Tang Xiaochi didn't reply: "An Yirou's slut is not allowed to have poison on his nails, just in case, let the doctor take a look." ”