The infatuated Miss Mu Da, the arrogant Huang Na, the moody Mo Ziyi, the natural beauty Pu Xun, the lovely leader Bai Yunxin, the confused girl Ouyang Xiao, the well-read Ni Jiawen, the delicate and beautiful Chen Yixi, the gentle and generous Li Ke'er, and the silent Shu Yanyan.
These ten people are members of Luo Huai from Shengyuan Academy.
With different personalities, who will end up in the end?
How will they face the various difficulties that are coming?
What plan will the teacher come up with to restrain this notoriously "disgraceful" Class 6?
How should everyone in Luohuai deal with it?
How should they face emotional disputes when they encounter difficulties?
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At the magnificent ball, Mu Nuoer was dressed in a red dress and walked straight towards Fan Shuyu, who was chatting happily with Yi Boci.
"I'm sorry, I can't do it willingly." Mu Nuoer took Fan Shuyu's arm and looked at Fan Shuyu with great affection, "He can only be mine."
Fan Shuyu's heart was in turmoil, and he saw the affection in Mu Nuoer's eyes, just as he had vowed to make Yi Boci his girlfriend.
"You!"
A kiss that stunned Fan Shuyu. It turned out that his heart had already been given to her, not to Yi Boci. ——————
Mo Ziyi stared blankly at the figures moving around in front of her, finally unable to hold back the anger in her heart.
"Everyone, stop for me."
The other nine people looked at Mo Ziyi who was going crazy.
They all looked puzzled.
"So what if you fight back and forth? Don't forget, we are now clay Buddhas crossing the river, and we cannot protect ourselves."
"Why can't you protect yourself?"
"Yes."
Mo Ziyi had to shut up when they asked her this question. Alas, she knew too much, but...
"That's what I'm saying."
"Yi, don't lie to us, you always have this expression every time something happens."
Mo Ziyi touched her face suspiciously, "What's your expression?"
"That's it..."
"She looks like a widow whose husband is dead."
"Hey. Nuo, Yi's husband is a good man. How can you curse him? Aren't you afraid that Yi will settle a score with you?"
"Don't be afraid, maybe Yi has missed her 88 for a long time."
"That's wrong. I should say..."
"Both go to hell."
"Both go to hell."
Mo Ziyi breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that everyone had changed the subject. However, I was sorry for Yun Ruolan, being said like that by everyone.
"Okay, you guys. Let's unite and laugh at me. I wonder if I won't teach you a lesson today."
For a time, the house was filled with laughter and the quarrel just now disappeared. It was as if they were back to the time when they first met, hip-hop and noisy, without the struggle now.
"Both go to hell."