Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 585 - 8 Who is the best fighter here?

A new semester, becoming the senior great brother of the ninth grade, and a beautiful transfer student—these two joyful events put together couldn’t make Wang Yunxiao feel happy.

He only felt deep pressure.

It was the kind of pressure you feel sitting on a barrel of gunpowder, not knowing how long the fuse is.

Li Mumu predictably transferred into their class, and according to Eldest Miss Li’s personal wishes, was assigned a seat by the window in the second to last row.

Wang Yunxiao sat right behind her.

This was originally a perfect spot for napping, saving anyone from affecting the teacher’s mood during lessons.

Logically, good students should sit at the front, but Eldest Miss Li seemed to really like this spot... What can you do? Even if she wanted to sit on the lectern, the teacher would have to come down to teach.

As long as you’re happy, however you’re happy is fine.

The other classmates, unaware of the nuances, thought that Eldest Miss Li chose this seat because of Wang Yunxiao.

They probably all cursed silently, "Flowers stuck on cow dung."

The homeroom teacher thought the same, ordering Wang Yunxiao and a group of students to carry books while earnestly advising Li Mumu to sit in the first row to minimize contact with the bad boys.

Li Mumu was unmoved.

You can tell Wang Yunxiao to get lost, but I’m not giving up this throne seat.

You don’t understand the value of this spot.

Wang Yunxiao, leading his brothers, arrived downstairs... These textbooks were the ones they had helped unload from the truck the day before yesterday, naturally knowing their way around.

As soon as he entered, he saw two first-year boys staring at each other, each holding a bundle of textbooks.

"Here we go!"

"This little amount of books is nothing compared to the sack packs I used to carry as a kid!"

"I could carry the whole class’s textbooks back by myself!"

Young people’s strange competitive spirit...

On the way back carrying his class’s textbooks, passing by the first-grade classroom, he heard the miserable cries of Mu Yusheng: "I want to go home! I’m not going to school anymore! Lock me up again!"

What is this fool raving about now?

Considering she was malnourished at birth—a history almost having her albumen drank by others, it made sense that her brain didn’t work well.

Back in the classroom, before he could even sit down, he heard someone shouting from downstairs: "Liu Zhihan! I’m here to marry you!"

Oh dear lord...

Wang Yunxiao opened the window to look out and saw a goofy kid with a shell necklace hanging around his neck, standing on the field shouting towards the teaching building.

And he even has unique skills?

The kid, who slightly resembled Bao Qiang, shouted seven or eight times. Realizing everyone was just watching and the person he was looking for hadn’t appeared, he became disheartened.

After hesitating for a moment, he clenched his teeth, pulled out a bone knife from his pocket, slashed his palm, and raised it over his head, chanting, "We of the Responsive Heavenly Mother’s Clan sincerely bow down, offering three sacrifices and three rituals to inquire..."

A crack of lightning struck from the sky, frying him crispy on the outside, and tender inside, and he fell backwards immediately.

Inside the principal’s office, Principal Zhou put down his paperweight and smiled at the gorgeous woman sitting expressionlessly in front of his desk, "Students nowadays are livelier than when we were their age. So, Teacher Bai, we really need your dedicated attention."

"As long as they aren’t killed, right?"

Bai Shanshan said coldly, "I think you’re being overly ambitious. Descendants of Blood Clan, members of Ancient God Clan, Ancient Dragon God, Artificial Angels... what messy things you’ve brought in. Have you ever thought about the consequences if these things backfire?"

"Time is pressing, we need to unite all the forces we can."

Principal Zhou smiled, "With you around, I believe there won’t be too much chaos."

"I’ve never been a teacher at all!"

"Take it slow, everyone’s the same. I hadn’t been a principal before, and they hadn’t been students either. That’s the situation now; we can only say it’s mutual understanding."

Bai Shanshan spread her hands, "This is purely making do, just don’t blame me when I warn you, if I end up misleading or ruining the students, you can’t blame me."

"Not at all, we didn’t have these conditions initially either, yet we still made it through."

Zhou Yaowen glanced at the paperweight beside his hand, a fleeting look of nostalgia that was difficult for others to notice passing through his eyes.

......

Even Li Mumu could feel it, with the new students arriving one after another, the contamination index in the school had risen to a critical point... It felt like something nameless could emerge at any time.

She even saw a thin barrier forming a dome over the school under the bright daylight.

I don’t need to strap on explosives; the school feels like it could blow up into the sky at any moment.

This kind of school life... although it’s definitely not boring, but did it really need to be blown out of proportion like this?

Li Mumu felt an immense pressure.

Wang Yunxiao, who was sitting behind her, also felt the pressure. Both had their own thoughts and didn’t even feel like talking during the whole two class periods. To the uninformed, they might think they were having some kind of disagreement.

By the third class period, that silly boy who had been struck by lightning on the playground stood up! He dusted off his butt and ran into the classroom as if nothing had happened.

The class teacher walked in and publicly announced several new policies issued by the school.

The first, the school was preparing to organize a student council and the inaugural members would be third-year students; first and second-year outstanding students could self-recommend.

The second, the school opened applications for work-study programs and poverty subsidies, establishing a scholarship system.

The third, the school was setting up a snack bar and a small cafeteria.

The fourth was an old topic, fighting and climbing over the wall to skip class was not allowed inside the school.

As he spoke, the class teacher’s eyes were distinctly fixed on Wang Yunxiao.

Sitting in front of Wang Yunxiao, Li Mumu felt her pressure doubling.

Why are you glaring at me? I’ve never skipped class in my life... never skipped your classes, that is!

After all, today was only the first day of school.

After the third class ended and the teacher had left, Wang Yunxiao was just gearing up to chat with Li Mumu about the weather, when that silly boy who had been struck by lightning walked in, stood at the podium, and plunged his bone knife into it, then craning his neck he asked, "Who is Wang Yunxiao?"

Wang Yunxiao looked confused, What do you want with me?

The silly boy followed everyone’s gaze and saw Wang Yunxiao sitting in the back of the classroom. He shouted loudly, "I heard you are the strongest samurai here. I challenge you! Then..."

At this point, his eyes drifted to Li Mumu next to him, and he suddenly choked.

"Then what?"

"Then I want to win the right to mate!"

Dude, did your feelings for Liu Zhihan only last three class periods?