Pang Jiao landed several slaps across Wu Xiaoqi's face. She had first grabbed him by the hair, positioned him properly, then swung.
The force and volume of those blows were easy enough to imagine.
At the back of the classroom.
Wang Longlong reacted quickly. As he slapped Ma Shicheng on the shoulder, he was already on his feet, looking toward the source of the sound.
The noise just now had been incredibly loud, startling the whole class. Like boiling water, the classroom instantly erupted into commotion.
Even Jiang Ning's group was startled. Bai Yuxia and Chen Siyu both looked over curiously.
Before they could see clearly, Shan Kaiquan had already found out what had happened.
He quickly told the two girls, "Pang Jiao slapped Wu Xiaoqi three times. This is going to be good!"
Shan Kaiquan looked excited, ready to watch a big show.
Then his gaze dropped, and he noticed Xue Yuantong asleep with her head on her desk.
Shan Kaiquan froze for a moment before looking at Jiang Ning in confusion. The sound had been so loud—had Xue Yuantong seriously not heard it?
Why was she still asleep?
Jiang Ning gestured for him to leave it alone.
Naturally, Shan Kaiquan had no intention of meddling. He quickly turned his attention back to the actors.
Wu Xiaoqi had woken up the moment his hair was grabbed. His mind had still been foggy, and just as he was about to regain his senses, those hard slaps knocked him senseless again for several seconds.
By the time he came to, his whole face was numb.
He glared at Pang Jiao. "Are you crazy? You dared hit me? Do you have a death wish?"
His blood rushed to his head, and his face was red and swollen.
For a moment, the watching