"It's okay if you don't fight. If you want milk tea, you must treat the whole class to drink milk tea for a week!"

"It's not enough to just drink milk tea, but he also helps us bring breakfast for a week. This guy is so shameless!"

The students were filled with indignation.

The head teacher laughed so hard that his back teeth almost fell out. He waved his hand in a rare and generous manner: "Okay, classmate Meng Chao is back to health. Teacher Wang is happier than you are. When we went to the cafeteria to eat tonight, Teacher Wang paid for it privately and bought the whole class a drink."

milk tea!"

"Long live Teacher Wang!"

The whole class cheered.

Of course, except Zuo Haoran.

He looked dazed, staring at Meng Chao, grinding his teeth hard, not knowing what he was thinking.

Meng Chao finally turned his increasingly sharp eyes on the squad leader.

"Thank you, Teacher Wang, but I'd better buy the milk tea myself. The most expensive one, add pearls, grass jelly, anything."

Meng Chao, who just made millions last night, was very excited about getting rich overnight. He paused and looked around, "It's just that there is something coming next. I need Teacher Wang and my classmates to help me get justice."

He walked calmly to the distraught Zuo Haoran.

"Squad leader, I'm back."

He spoke softly first, then suddenly his eyes widened angrily, pointing at Zuo Haoran's nose and yelling, "Zuo, you bullied me over and over again, but I still tolerated it because of the friendship between classmates. Who knew you weren't done yet, today

I really can’t bear it anymore, let’s end it!”

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was in an uproar.

The head teacher hurriedly stepped forward: "What's going on? Don't be impulsive!"

"Don't worry, Teacher Wang, I won't mess around. I just want to report something very egregious to you. He, the monitor, he scolded me!" Meng Chao twisted his face, crossed his waist, and stamped his feet, with a look of grievance on his face.

.

The classmates were dumbfounded. What did they think after hearing what he said was so serious? It turned out that he just cursed a few times. What does this mean?

The head teacher was also stunned for a moment, so if someone scolds you, you should complain to the teacher. Is this the third year of high school or kindergarten?

"Is there some misunderstanding? It's not a big deal, right?" The head teacher wanted to make the big issue a small one.

"Classmate Meng Chao, I just encourage you to make progress. At most, my tone is a little harsh. It's for your own good. Your mental endurance is not good enough." Zuo Haoran regained his composure and sneered.

Without saying a word, Meng Chao took out... a voice recorder from his trouser pocket.

"Click", as soon as the switch was pressed, Zuo Haoran's very clear voice suddenly came from the recording pen:

"You trash.

"Always a piece of trash.

"I'll give you a hand, you loser!"

Meng Chao put the recording pen under the monitor's nose and shook it.

Zuo Haoran was stunned.

The classmates were also dumbfounded.

Who would have thought that the monitor, who is usually upright and upright, could be so mean and mean.

For a moment, everyone stared at Zuo Haoran with eyes full of contempt.

Thinking about what happened just now, I became more and more convinced that he reported Chu Feixiong and almost disbanded the study group.

Class beauty Gu Fang even covered her mouth, she did not expect that the male god she secretly fell in love with was such a person.

The prince charming in the girl's heart has turned into a toad.

The head teacher was also dumbfounded: "Classmate Meng Chao, your recorder..."

"You, you framed me!"

Zuo Haoran reacted quickly and retorted with a blushing face, "Who would carry a recorder with them for nothing? Don't believe it, it's not what you heard!"

"Yes, normally no one will bring a voice recorder, but after being insulted over and over again by you and scolding me like this for ten or twenty times, how can I not have a better memory?" Meng Chao said with a smile.

His face was calm, but his voice was vibrating.

Looking carefully, the girls also noticed that the corners of his eyes were trembling.

He held back his tears and said: "Teacher Wang, classmates, now I can finally tell you. Ever since I beat Zuo Haoran till his face blossomed during the monthly exam in the first year of high school, he has been holding a grudge and waiting for me.

When I was injured and died in my second year of high school, when he found an opportunity, he often secretly insulted me, and the insults were ten times worse than what I recorded today!"

Everyone was stunned.

In the competition between classmates, injuries are commonplace. Although Zuo Haoran was beaten badly by Meng Chao in the freshman year of high school, there is no need to retaliate, and he will not let it go for two or three years, right?

Zuo Haoran was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

It was true that he had bad intentions today and wanted to provoke Meng Chao with trash talk and take the opportunity to teach him a lesson.

But in the past two years, there have been some sarcastic remarks. When did you insult Meng Chao, and it was ten times worse than today?

"He is spitting blood, classmates, he is spitting blood!"

Zuo Haoran wanted to shout out his injustice, but Meng Chao's voice was one step ahead of him.

"Why should I be a 'guinea pig' and find the extremely risky "Mogai Ripple Strength" on the Internet to practice? Just because I really can't stand the abuse of the squad leader. I, I am a strong-blooded man, and I want to die.

Stand up and stand upright in front of the monitor!"

Meng Chao looked up to the sky and screamed, "And why, I practice "Mo Gai Ripple Strength" secretly, but I dare not tell the teacher or everyone? Because I am afraid, afraid that I will be useless, afraid that the practice will go wrong again, and I will fall into a deeper abyss.

, when the time comes, I will be ridiculed by the squad leader - I will always be trash!"

"That's it!" The students suddenly realized.

Indeed, if Meng Chao said in public that he wanted to regroup but failed, I don’t know how the squad leader would ridicule him.

We are all young people, no one wants to lose face!

It's understandable that he hides his strength.

"unacceptable!"

Big fat Chu Feixiong, little fat Wang Tao, and many boys in the class clenched their fists and glared at Zuo Haoran.

The girls whispered, shook their heads and sighed. They really didn't expect that the monitor would be so "gold and beautiful on the outside, but ruined on the inside".

"Fortunately, I worked hard enough and was lucky enough to stand up again with "Mogai Ripple Strength". Zuo Haoran, should we settle the score between us?" Meng Chao wiped away his tears and clutched the recording pen.

"Crack" sound.

The head teacher looked confused: "Classmate Meng Chao..."

"Teacher Wang, don't worry, I will never make it difficult for you."

Meng Chao said loudly, "I know this is not true evidence. After all, the squad leader did not mention his name in the recording, and his uncle is the dean of students. It is impossible to give me justice based on this recording alone, and I don't bother to use this method.

,Justice!"

Click!

He exerted so much force that he crushed the recorder to pieces.

"ah?"

The students exclaimed, this is key evidence, was it destroyed like this?

Whoosh!

Meng Chao raised his hand, and fragments of the recording pen flew towards Zuo Haoran's head.

Zuo Haoran ducked and was not injured, but he was shot in a miserable state.

"Zuo Haoran, do you dare to accept my challenge?" Meng Chao said loudly.

Everyone can understand that in the recording just now, Zuo Haoran indeed provoked Meng Chao to challenge.

Now, Meng Chao has his wish.

Moreover, according to the rules of major high schools in Dragon City, the class president is the strongest person in the class, who enjoys the most training resources. At the same time, he is also obliged to accept the challenges of his classmates.

Zuo Haoran gritted his teeth: "Do you want to be the monitor?"

Meng Chao laughed: "It doesn't matter whether I am the monitor or not. I will wholeheartedly accept the role of any student in the class. You are the only one who is not worthy!"

"Classmate Meng Chao..."

The head teacher smiled bitterly, he didn't expect things to develop like this.

Meng Chao said: "Teacher Wang, don't worry, you have said that I am gentle and gentle, and I will not be as simple and rude as hitting someone, but next week is the first level of the 'Three Undergraduate Levels', why don't Zuo Haoran and I just compete with each other based on our overall scores?"

It’s not against the school rules to have a showdown, right?”

Such a challenging method is reasonable and the head teacher has nothing to say.

Everyone's eyes fell on Zuo Haoran.

Zuo Haoran had no choice but to nod heavily: "Okay, I accept your challenge."

"Then we'll settle everything next week." Meng Chao smiled, blew off the scraps of the recorder from his palm, and swaggered back to the students.

The head teacher breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the two did not conflict in public after all.

"Everyone study by yourself first, monitor, come with me!" The head teacher glared at Zuo Haoran, but did not reprimand him in public after all, and called him out.

Zuo Haoran had a sinister look on his face. Before going out for training, he suddenly came over and whispered: "Classmate Meng Chao, don't say I bully you. There is only one week left, so practice your marksmanship!"

After he left, his classmates gathered around him.

"Meng Chao, I didn't expect you to suffer so many grievances. The monitor is so insidious."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? There's no point in saying it. There's no evidence. Who can believe that the upright squad leader would do this?"

"But you are too impulsive. You should go to the dean of students and the principal with evidence. It will always have some effect. Why do you want to challenge the monitor in a hurry?"

"Yes, did you hear his last words? The key is marksmanship!"

Meng Chao blinked his eyes.

He glanced at his own marksmanship in the corner of his field of vision.

["Basic Marksmanship", perfect]

"Meng Chao, you are so stupid. Even if you have "Mogai Ripple Strength" and can equal Zuo Haoran in strength and speed, what's the use? The first level of the undergraduate course includes extreme boxing strength, 100-meter sprint and basic shooting.

Among the three items, the easiest thing to score is marksmanship!"

The fat boy Wang Tao shook his head and sighed, feeling very sorry for Meng Chao.

These days, the biggest difference between the children from poor families and the rich second generation is their marksmanship.

Sharpshooters are all fed by bullets, but Dragon City is a lone army in a foreign land, surrounded by fog, and all kinds of resources are extremely scarce. Guns and ammunition are extremely expensive.

Ordinary people will be issued limited guns and ammunition only when the fog comes and they need to fight monsters.

Parents have strict control and the space at home is small, so it is impossible for their children to practice shooting casually.

Although there are shooting courses in the school, there are more theoretical explanations. Live ammunition shooting is only once or twice a week, with only three to five bullets each time. What can be achieved by practicing?

Rich people are different. In many gun clubs, as long as they are willing to spend money, not to mention running out of bullets, gun masters who have reached extraordinary levels will personally give guidance and teach various secrets.

If we talk about strength and speed, ordinary children can still compete with rich children.
Chapter completed!