Chapter 383: Teacher, hello innocence (14)

Jump down from the table, the bench in his hand is casually dropped to the ground, Liu Dalong stood in front of Xia Qiu, squinting his eyes.
In high school, boys are making rapid progress.
Liu Dalong is about one meter and seventy-one, not tall, but standing in front of Xia Qiu, one meter sixty-three, the pressure is natural.
Hooking his lips, looping his shoulders, and looking at him, Xia Qiu spoke lightly again.
"Liu Dalong, take the math homework and show it to me. Are you the empty book you handed in? You don't understand humans? People of this age still play with frogs, do they play silly brains?"
"You!" Liu Dalong jumped immediately on his forehead.
The persimmon picks up and squeezes softly. This pair of Tu Xiaqiu and Wang Yunlong, a pair of fat and round, have never been bullied and even put out one fart?
When is it so arrogant? He didn't even look at him at all!
"What are you doing? You look pale when the head teacher comes down, it's a shame." Xia Qiu said again.
This sentence is like burning the string in Liu Dalong's head, clenching his fist.
It doesn't matter whether the girl is in front of him or not, he is so angry that he is furious, shakes his fist with his right hand, and hits Xia Qiu's heart with a hook.
He practiced a few tricks in Taekwondo, and still had a routine, such a punch, and then held the opponent's collar and then a knee, even the most powerful people had to convince.
In fact, when the fist blasted out, Liu Dalong also regretted it.
After all, the other party is a girl. If you eat him so hard, you might not be able to take him to the hospital ... If he had been attacked at home, it would be unbearable!
However, he could only think so much about the flash of lightning, and then his mind was empty and his body seemed to be insecure.
The force of the blasted fist was turned off. The fist seemed to be held in his hand and could not move.
I learned some kung fu in ancient times. Although I did light work or something, Xia Qiu experimented. In this interface, I can fly up to two or three meters, but other martial arts are not affected.
Looking at Liu Dalong's straight eyes, Xia Qiu held his fist and used a clever backhand.
It was like falling on the shoulder. With the fulcrum on the wrist, the big boy of one meter and seventy flew up, and the thunder was not as good as the eyes, and Xia Qiu was directly to his feet.
"Wang Yu, show me your homework."
If nothing happened, Xia Qiu calmly looked at the boy who was frightened.
"To ... to you ..."
Looking at Liu Dalong on the ground, covering his hands behind his back, his face was awkward. Even when he was usually in the class, he was shocked at this time. Looking at Xia Qiu, the boys' legs were stupid.
Starting from the hardest part, the others in the class cooperate naturally.
Liu Dalong was escorted to the school medical room. Xia Qiu took good care of the work in the class while she was finishing her class.
The following class was a physical education class for class one (1) and class (3).
"Xia Qiu ... I heard that you showed your skills and knocked down your class?"
After Tian Lemon ran, his face flushed, and Xia Qiu was next to him.
The outdoor stadium is paved with rubber tracks. Regardless of equipment and venue, it is the best and most spacious. Of course, the free-moving boys are playing or kicking.
Just looking at a certain basketball court over there, people are surrounded by people. I can know who is over there with my toes.
Take a look there, then look back.
Xia Qiu replied, "What handle is a embroidered pillow. He wanted to hit me, but he blocked my fist and tripped over the table and chair himself ..."