At the back of the classroom, Cui Yu saw this and hurriedly patted the people in the Four Great Connected Seats, repeating, "Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit!"
"He hit Miao Zhe!" Cui Yu was both shocked and delighted. Happiness had come far too suddenly! Compared to everyone else, Cui Yu knew better what kind of person Miao Zhe was.
If they were talking about the most untouchable people in Class Eight, Jiang Ning was unquestionably number one. Jiang Ning was Class Eight's uncrowned king.
The next few were Wu Xiaoqi, Song Sheng, Pang Jiao, and Miao Zhe.
Once you provoked any of them, you would definitely suffer serious consequences! And Shen Xu, someone Cui Yu had always disliked, had actually gone and provoked Miao Zhe.
At that moment, Shen Xu slapped Miao Zhe. The entire class, like some enormous machine, instantly stopped operating. Everyone turned to look toward the classroom door.
Miao Zhe had been struck on the head. From the sound alone, he already knew who had done it.
That peddler.
Miao Zhe's expression darkened as he slowly turned around and met Shen Xu's defiant face.
"What the hell are you looking at? You bumped into my girlfriend. If you don't give me an explanation today, don't even think about leaving through that door!"
Shen Xu had already torn away his usual smiling disguise, revealing his hooligan side.
"An explanation?"
Miao Zhe spat out those two words. A vein twitched on his forehead, and he swung a claw like lightning, raking it across Shen Xu's face with a swish.
Wang Longlong at the back exclaimed in shock, "Fuck, Foshan Shadowless Kick!"
Watching this, Cui Yu felt both satisfied and annoyed.
Satisfied because Shen Xu had been clawed. Annoyed because Miao Zhe had clawed him like that before too...