Zhang Yuzhen felt something was wrong. Gou Xiong cried too much, and I guess I was just like this even if I died. She hurriedly approached, pulled Zhao Dezhu's arm, and said, "Student Zhao Dezhu, please let go."

Zhao Dezhu didn't resist and let go with a smile.

"Teacher, he has a soldering iron in his hand... This kid is so ugly..." Gou Xiong felt that all his strength was about to be exhausted. This was the most painful few minutes he had experienced in his life, no doubt about it.

"Soldering Iron? Are you kidding?" Zhao Dezhu spread his palms open with an innocent expression on his face. His palms were empty and there was nothing.

"How is this possible... Teacher, look at my hands, it's hot..." Gou Xiong stretched out his right hand, but what shocked him was that except for the rough skin of his whole hand, everything was normal, let alone the burn marks, not to mention the traces of burns, there was not even a shallow scratch.

Damn! This is unscientific. He still feels that his palms are so hot... Why can't he see anything unusual on the surface?

How could he understand that the fire cloud energy of the "Fire Cloud Palm" is passed through the skin and through the meridians. It is safe and sound on the outside, and it hurts the inner meridians.

"You don't have any injuries on your hands, where did you get the soldering iron?" Zhang Yuzhen carefully examined and confirmed that there were no scars on Gou Xiong's hands.

"Damn it! Big Bear is so good at acting. I think he is not as good as Zhao Dezhu's strength, so he insists that he has a soldering iron in his hand. What I look down on most is this kind of cowardly soft-boy who can't afford to lose! If you lose, you lose, you can't compare. You are generous and then go home and practice hard. It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. It's always more open and honest than a dead duck who is tough and framed! Come on, everyone despise him together!" Under the leadership of Wu Kaixuan, the friends made a gesture of contempt.

"Tsk, why is Gou Xiong like this? His hands are obviously fine, he is very good at acting."

"It's obvious that he is a scheming bitch. He wants to pinch Zhao Dezhu, but he is pinched and hurt. Just find a way out for himself..."

"Wow, so, Zhao Dezhu is not only cute and handsome, but also has a lot of strength..."

"If he was my boyfriend, he would feel so safe..."

"Do you die, Deju is my dish..."

“……………………”

The girls were chirping like five hundred ducks again.

Gou Xiong wanted to make a few words of excuses, but he swallowed them back when he was at his mouth. He was paralyzed. Now he knew what it felt like to eat coptis chinensis. This secret loss was so bad that he swallowed it firmly. He covered his right hand, lowered his head, and returned to his seat in shame.

"Bad." Jiang Mengyao cursed inwardly. But she was also very curious about how Zhao Dezhu dealt with Gou Xiong. Most of the classmates thought Gou Xiong was pretending, but Jiang Mengyao knew it was not. If Gou Xiong could interpret the pain so vividly, he would not go to school and just go to Hollywood to wait for the best actor. She knew that it was Zhao Dezhu who was doing it, but she didn't know how he operated it. It seemed that this kid was a little capable.

At the end of a farce, Zhao Dezhu invisibly captured more favorable feelings and popularity. The little overlord Gou Xiong, who had finally accumulated a little hegemony, collapsed in an instant.

"Okay, Zhao Dezhu, you go find an empty seat to take a seat. This is the case for the time being. We will adjust the seats after the midterm exam." Zhang Yuzhen said with a smile.

Zhao Dezhu came straight to Sun Yingying and sat down.

His actions once again caused an uproar in the class.

There are two school beauties in the first (7th) class of high school. One is Jiang Mengyao, who has a pure temperament and noble princess style, and the other is Sun Yingying, a gentle and graceful girl in the small family. These two school beauties not only have outstanding temperament and appearance, but also have excellent homework. Both of their grades can enter the top ten in the school, and they firmly occupy two seats in the top three in the class. Such two goddess-level academic masters are naturally unique in the class ecosystem. Jiang Mengyao is easy-going on the surface and arrogant in the bones; while Sun Yingying is even more despised from outside the window, and is devoted to reading sage books, and rarely interacts with others. They are both types that are difficult for ordinary students to get close to.

Jiang Mengyao also has a good friend Liu Kexin, and the seat next to Sun Yingying has always been vacant. Of course, the boys want to sit next to a beautiful academic master like Sun Yingying. The teacher has arranged for someone to sit in this seat, but unfortunately, they will soon evacuate here. According to students who once worked with Sun Yingying, sitting with someone like her is too stressful. She is reading books every moment, which makes you feel that if you are lazy for a moment, you are wasting time. Such a deep sense of guilt will suffocate the young boy.

The seats around Sun Yingying have been empty until now...

"From today on, I will be your deskmate." Zhao Dezhu smiled indifferently.

Sun Yingying's little head was finally poked out of the book. Jianshui's eyes glanced at him in a shocking way, and a shy smiled, and soon buried it in the book again. She did not express her welcome, nor did she not express her discomfort, but just smiled indifferently. However, although this smile was gentle, Zhao Dezhu still read a little alert from her eyes.

This girl looks interesting.

Seeing Zhao Dezhu choose to sit next to Sun Yingying, Jiang Mengyao couldn't help but let out a cold "hum" from her nose. She felt very uncomfortable inexplicably.

"Yaoyao, what's wrong with you?" Liu Kexin, a deskmate, asked in a low voice.

"Nothing." Jiang Mengyao said lightly.

Liu Kexin looked in the direction of Zhao Dezhu, then covered her mouth and laughed.

"Why are you laughing at?" Jiang Mengyao said dissatisfied.

"The little girl finally got her heart full of love. You're attracted to the new handsome guy, right? Look at her sitting next to Sun Yingying, so she's so jealous." Liu Kexin smiled embarrassedly.

"Go and go! How could I fall in love with that hooligan rogue..." I felt something was wrong, Jiang Mengyao hurriedly covered her little mouth.

"Rogue rogue? No, right? There must be a story between you... Tell me quickly, what exactly is I don't know?" Liu Kexin of the ghost elves immediately extracted the unusual message.

"What story can I have with him? Don't gossip here, you gossip."

"I won't say it, right? Look at my squeaking technique..." Liu Kexin's palm was like a tiger's claws, and she wanted to scratch her.

"Stop making trouble! I'll be angry if I do this." Jiang Mengyao stopped her face.

"You are so boring." Liu Kexin said listlessly: "It's not fun."

Although she no longer asked, she had confirmed in her heart that Zhao Dezhu and Jiang Mengyao must have known each other, and the relationship between the two was very unusual. She had never seen Jiang Mengyao care about any boy so much. A comment like "rogue rogue" is enough to make people think. The connotation of it requires a lot of effort to figure it out. Liu Kexin made up her mind to find an opportunity to dig out the entanglement between these two people.

Wu Kaixuan's seat was behind Zhao Dezhu. He lay on the desk, looked out with a big face, smiled at Zhao Dezhu, and said, "Student Zhao, introduce yourself. My name is Wu Kaixuan, everyone calls me Fatty Wu. If you don't dislike me, from today on, I will recognize you as your eldest brother."

Zhao Dezhu smiled and said, "I should be not older than you, right?"

"As the saying goes, "As a master, it has nothing to do with age." Wu Kaixuan shook his head and said, "I admire my martial arts character and martial arts. In order to express my admiration like the surging river, I should call you brother."

"You have read too many martial arts novels."

"Hey, you also like to read martial arts novels, brother."

"I said don't call me brother..."

"I understand, brother..."

"Don't call that..."

"Okay, brother..."

Zhao Dezhu rolled his eyes and was speechless at this lazy fat man.

Next is physics class. The teacher is an old man with a strong spirit and white Ruyin. He speaks like a loud voice and is more energetic than a young teacher. His name is Han Ruhai, and he has the title of a special teacher. He is very famous in the Songhai education industry. After retiring from a public school, the students affectionately called him Lao Han.

Unlike ordinary teachers, Lao Han has very strict requirements for students. Before class, he called out routinely. The current three students were immediately furious before they arrived: "Sun Shiqiang, Wang Xun, Ma Jun, these three bad guys! Class monitor, why don't they come to class?"

A tall and thin boy wearing myopia glasses stood up and replied, "They have taken sick leave."

"Last time I took sick leave, but this time I was sick leave. The three of them have a good relationship. They are all sick the same time. They don't ask for a child on the same month, but ask for a child on the same month. This is the campus version of Taoyuan Three Jealousy."

The students were amused and laughed at eating.

Wu Kaixuan handed over a note from behind. Zhao Dezhu opened it and saw a few lines of small words written on it: Sun Shiqiang, Wang Xun, Ma Jun, are the bad donkeys in our class! They are known as the Four Great Kings together with Gou Xiong. If you have a big bear, you should pay attention to their counterattack. Note: Lao Han likes to ask questions in class, be careful.

A smile appeared on Zhao Dezhu's lips. This fat man Wu is quite interesting. However, he really doesn't care about the four great Vajras. Perhaps for ordinary students, these campus gangsters are terrible. But in front of him, a master of cultivation, these people are just a group of jumping clowns who cannot get on the table. They can only increase the little fun in his life and do not pose any threat.

After Lao Han complained, he began to give a lecture.

The Zhao Sect has high requirements for his disciples. Not only should he be brave and diligent in pursuing the way of heaven, but his cultural courses are also unambiguous. For practitioners, if they want to pursue the supreme secrets of cultivation, it is not enough to polish their physical spirit, but also to understand the common people of the universe. Every disciple of the Zhao Sect received the most difficult education since childhood. Anyone who goes to the secular world is a knowledgeable scholar. As a genius in the family for 500 years, Zhao Dezhu is even more knowledgeable and well-versed in the present and well-versed in Chinese and Western science. High school physics is too pediatric for him. So after hearing it, he felt bored.
Chapter completed!