"This is not a question of whether you have courage or not, but why do I fight you?" Shen Lang looked at him innocently.

"I have heard that you are the best at playing in the third. If you can defeat you, then I will be the first person in the third. I can 'stick' in the third." Tienniu Dao.

He shook his head helplessly, and Shen Lang said, "I think you've made a mistake. I'm in No. 3 Middle School and I won't form a clique. What's your business? Damn, I'm late, I'm leaving!"

After saying that, he ran towards the classroom. Tie Niu snorted coldly and shouted: "Shen Lang, I will definitely let you fight me!"

Shen Lang stopped, looked back at him, turned around and left. "Report!" When he arrived at the door of the classroom, he found that the teacher was already in class, so he hurriedly shouted. But suddenly he found something wrong. Why has this teacher never seen him before? He looked up at the sign on the door, right? It was the second grade () class of high school.

The teacher is a man, not very old, probably only twenty-five or twenty-six years old, probably not long after he graduated from college. Hearing Shen Lang's voice, he turned to look at him, "Why are you late?"

“Train jam!”

"Train jam? Don't you live in school?" the teacher asked curiously.

"no!"

“Why not live in school?”

“Why live in school?”

The teacher was slightly stunned and said, "What's the name?"

"Shen Lang."

"The protagonist of the martial arts affair!"

"Hey, teacher, do you read Lao Gu's books too?"

"Hmph, you really look like him, you look like a lazy prodigal son!"

"Teacher, I'm more handsome than him!" Shen Lang said seriously.

"Puchi", the students below couldn't help laughing loudly.

"Come in!" the teacher snorted coldly and said hatefully.

Shen Lang smiled and quickly ran to the seat to sit down. The girl at the same table with him was a girl named Xiaoyu, quite beautiful. Shen Lang liked to tease her, which was also the only fun of Shen Lang's class. But strangely, she never asked the teacher to change her seat. According to Shen Lang's explanation, I was too handsome and she couldn't bear to leave me. Although he said something exaggerated, Xiaoyu really liked him a little. Whenever he teased herself, although Xiaoyu was a little angry, she always felt inexplicably happy in her heart.

"Who is this?" Shen Lang sat down and took out the scallion pancake he had just bought and ate it, glanced at the teacher and asked Xiaoyu.

"New Chinese teacher, Ye Gucheng!" Xiaoyu replied.

"Puff!" Shen Lang spit out all the scallion pancakes he had just eaten into his mouth after hearing this. Damn, Ye Gucheng, damn, no wonder he knew me!

Ye Gucheng stared at him angrily, and Shen Lang hurriedly cleaned up the things that were sprayed on the table and looked at the blackboard with a serious face.

"I don't want anyone to be late for my class in the future, otherwise don't blame me for not giving face!" Ye Gucheng stared at Shen Lang and said.

Shen Lang looked around pretending to be ignorant, as if the teacher was not talking about him. Ye Gucheng snorted coldly, ignored him, and started to talk nonstop again.

Shen Lang felt as if he was listening to a monk chanting scriptures. His eyes couldn't help but squint, and a feeling of sleepiness came. "Oh..." Shen Lang gently pushed Xiaoyu's arm with his elbow.

"What are you doing?" Xiaoyu responded softly, but her eyes never left the podium.

"What color of underwear are you wearing today?" Shen Lang asked evilly.

"..." Xiaoyu's face turned red and she ignored him.

"Tell me quickly, what color?" Shen Lang continued to ask.

"Purple!" Xiaoyu said softly, her face turning even redder.

In the distance, Duan Hao looked here secretly. Seeing Xiaoyu's expression, he knew that Shen Lang, the hooligan, teased her again. He smiled and threw a very ambiguous look at Shen Lang.

Shen Langli ignored him and continued to ask, "What about below?"

"..." Xiaoyu turned her head and glared at him angrily, but didn't know what to say. But when she saw Shen Lang's ambiguous expression, she hurriedly turned her head over again.

"What color? Is it also purple?" Shen Lang asked ambiguously.

"No...no!"

"What color is that?"

"Black!" Xiaoyu's voice was as low as the cry of a mosquito. After saying that, she wanted to find a hole to get in immediately.

"Is it 'Ding' pants?" Shen Lang asked further without letting her go.

"You... don't ask!" Xiaoyu's chest seemed to be pounding, and she didn't have the time to listen to the class, and she didn't know where her thoughts were floating.

"Oh, then I'll see it myself!" Shen Lang said, and squatted down. Xiaoyu was so scared that she immediately closed her legs. She was wearing a skirt this year. If Shen Lang really had that idea, it would be a bad thing.

Shen Lang didn't really squat down, he just deliberately scared her. At this time, he saw her expression and smiled very satisfied. The more he smiled, the redder Xiaoyu's face became.

Suddenly, Xiaoyu's whole body shook and her body stiffened! It turned out that Shen Lang's magic claws were pressed on her thighs through her skirt, constantly swimming back and forth. Since they were sitting in the last row against the wall, there were not many people's ideas. Only Duan Hao, the only pastime for this kid in class was to secretly watch Shen Lang tease Xiaoyu. Damn, pervert!

"No!" Xiaoyu said softly, reaching out and holding down his devilish claws.

But Shen Lang did not stop. He pressed her hand on her thigh with his back hand, and rubbed his thumb gently back and forth on the back of her hand. He could clearly feel Xiaoyu's hand trembling slightly. Shen Lang liked to be anxious with that cute expression.

"Can you tell me now if I'm wearing 'Ding' pants?" Shen Lang had a innocent expression on his face.

"No, no!" Xiaoyu replied.

"I don't believe it!"

"Really, I didn't lie to you!"

"I still don't believe it!"

"How do you believe it?"

"Unless I prove it myself!"

"..." Xiaoyu's mood became even more nervous. She knew Shen Lang's personality and could do it if she could say it. Sure enough, Shen Lang's hand slid into her skirt and gently flicked it! "Ah..." Xiaoyu screamed out in dismay. Suddenly, the eyes of the whole class floated over, and her face immediately turned like a red apple.

"Wang Yu, what's wrong with you?" Ye Gucheng asked curiously.

"No...it's okay!" Xiaoyu responded in panic.

Ye Gucheng looked at her curiously and continued to give a lecture!

"Dingling..." The bell for get out of class ended. Ye Gucheng had just finished class, and Xiao Yufei escaped like a slightest. The whole class looked at her in shock. Only Shen Lang clapped his hands with satisfaction and leaned on the chair. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!