As soon as he reached his seat, he realized something was wrong.
The stool had obviously been tampered with, and half of the tenon on one leg had been loosened. As long as the stool was unevenly exerted upon sitting down for a moment, the stool would collapse, causing people to fall to their knees in public.
He was very familiar with this little trick.
Ning Yuan said nothing, bent down and gently moved the stool half an inch to the side, and then sat down directly as if he didn't notice it at all.
The expected fall did not happen.
In the back row of the classroom, a young man with short hair was waiting to watch the show. As a result, he saw that Ning Yuan was sitting as steady as a rock and did not fall down. His face was full of disbelief.
This person's name is Ma Kun, Heaven Class, a third-year student, and Power Attack System, a forty-level student. Battle Soul Ancestor.
Xue Beng sent someone to deliver a message to him yesterday afternoon, asking him to take care of this new student.
Ma Kun thought about it all night and came up with this trick to remove the stool legs.
In his opinion, if a new student throws himself into the dirt in front of the whole class and loses all face, he will naturally not be able to hold his head high in the class in the future.
And in this way, even if Ning Yuan knew who did it and didn't catch it, he wouldn't be able to say anything.
In this way, he can not only complete the mission of Prince Xue Beng, but also close the relationship with Prince Xue Beng. It can be described as killing two birds with one stone.
But despite all his calculations, he never expected that Ning Yuan would actually sit firmly.
Ma Kun If one plan fails, another one comes up.
He winked at a follower next to him.
The follower understood this clearly, and while Ning Yuan was lowering his head to flip through the book, he pretended to pass by him casually and jerked his foot.
The mark is exactly the leg of the stool that Ning Yuan is sitting on.
If this kick hits the mark, Ning Yuan will fall to the ground with both the person and the stool.
However, Ning Yuan seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. At the moment when his foot was about to touch the stool leg, his left hand placed under the table casually pressed down, and his fingertips gently touched the opponent's ankle with precision.
The follower felt that his feet were empty, and his whole body seemed to be off-centered by something. He staggered two steps and hit the desk next to him. With a "bang", the books and stationery on the desk were scattered all over the floor.
There was another commotion in the classroom.
Everyone looked over following the sound, and found Ma Kun lying on the ground.
Ma Kun is a gangster in the class.
Everyone is curious, who dares to make Ma Kun unhappy?
The follower got up in embarrassment, his face flushed red, and he glared at Ning Yuan fiercely.
Ma Kun's face darkened.
He could see that this new student was not only Soul Power Level tall, but also extremely skilled. He was not the kind of showman who just piled up levels.
He stopped covering up, stood up directly, walked to the Ning Yuan table, and looked at him condescendingly. "Boy, there is something. But it is useless to just hide these days. If something really happens, you still have to rely on your fists to speak."
"Oh?"
Ning Yuan slowly closed the book and raised his head to look at him, his eyes as calm as a pool of stagnant water.
He didn't get up, he just said something very plainly.
"So what are you going to say to me with your fists today?"
This question was so direct that Ma Kun was stunned for a moment.
All the students around them fell silent, and their eyes fell on these two people.
Everyone knew that Ma Kun was Xue Beng, and everyone knew that he was definitely going to cause trouble for the new student today, but they didn't expect that this new student would dare to be so tough.
"Let me ask you something. You are a new guy and you dare to make my brother look bad when you first join the class. How are you going to deal with this?"
"If you are smart, you can apologize to my brother in public now, and if you keep your tail between your legs in the class from now on, I won't hold anything against you."
"But if you insist on persisting to the end, then I, Ma Kun, will leave my words here today, Heaven Class, with you or without me."
As soon as these words came out, the classroom became even quieter.
Ning Yuan looked at him and suddenly smiled.
The smile was very light, even with a hint of politeness, but when it fell in Ma Kun's eyes, it inexplicably sent a chill down his back.
Ning Yuan stood up. His movements were not fast, but at the moment he stood up, everyone in the classroom felt an indescribable sense of oppression.
Like a sleeping beast that just opened one eye.
Ma Kun was frightened by this momentum and subconsciously took half a step back.
He regretted taking half a step back. In front of so many people, he was forced to take a half step back by a freshman standing up. This was a huge loss of face.
He gritted his teeth and was about to speak to regain his place when he heard Ning Yuan speak.
"It's impossible to apologize." His voice was low, as if he was stating an ordinary thing. "As for what you said about you and not me, I will return it to you unchanged."
After saying that, he looked down at the book he had just placed on the table, stretched out his hand and slowly took it back into his arms, as if the person Ma Kun did not exist at all.
Ma Kun's face turned pale.
He stared at Ning Yuan's face, as if a stone was pressed in his chest, and his breathing became a little heavier.
As for his mother, if she dares to lose face in front of so many people, the matter will never end.
But he didn't take action, not because he didn't want to, but because the pressure he felt at that moment when Ning Yuan stood up made him feel unsure.
Finally he snorted coldly.
"Okay, just wait for me!"
After saying that, he turned around, strode back to his seat, and kicked the table leg hard.
The classroom was noisy again, but everyone looked at Ning Yuan with more complicated eyes.
Ning Yuan ignored those glances and turned over the pages of the book. His eyes fell between the yellowed lines of words and he read them carelessly.
He knew that he had gained a foothold on the first day.
Ma Kun is a typical person who bullies the weak and fears the strong. If you fail to suppress him today, you will never dare to challenge him face to face in the future. At most, you will use some underhanded tricks behind his back.
And after today, his reputation will be completely spread among Heaven Class.
This has only advantages and no disadvantages for his plan to get close to Qian Renxue, Heaven Dou Royal Academy Team, and then contact Dugu Bo.
However, he also made another mental note of Xue Beng.
The dilapidated house in the back hill, the straitened logistics, and the intimidation in the classroom, this Xue Beng is endless.
He lowered his eyes and tapped the edge of the page twice with his fingertips.
After he finishes the things at hand, he will pay back these accounts one by one.
In the next few days, Ning Yuan lived a very peaceful life.
During the day, I went to attend classes at Heaven Class, and at night I went back to that shabby room to practice.
He deliberately kept a low profile and did not take the initiative to provoke anyone. He showed up in class on time every day and left right after class.
But he wants to keep a low profile, but others may not let him do so.
On the afternoon of the third day, at the end of the practical class, Wang Zhipeng and several people blocked the exit of the martial arts field.
"Lin Yuan, I heard that you live in that shabby warehouse in the back mountain?" Wang Zhipeng's voice deliberately raised a few points, attracting the attention of many students around him, "Tsk tsk, there is no reason for us Heaven Class students to live in that kind of place? Have you offended someone? Do you want me to help you talk to the logistics?"