Chapter 1237 You Are the One Who Threw It

The senior three students had no classes, and everyone started to sort out the things to take home.

There are still people in the elite class, because the time for applying for foreign universities is different from that in China.

Lu Yan glanced at the classroom. Many people were also tearing up books to decompress in ordinary classes. She squinted her eyes and deliberately glanced at Xia Xi's desk.

Tear up the book?

Ha, I don't know who invented it, but it's a great stress-relieving activity!

Lu Yan threw down her pen excitedly, walked to Xia Xi's desk, pulled out a book, and tore it up!

The piercing sound was extremely ear-piercing, but Lu Yan became more and more excited!

So cool!

This is Xia Xi's book!

This pervert, seduce my cousin, let's see if she doesn't die with all the books!

"What are you doing?"

The cold voice sounded from behind, Lu Yan was startled, and turned her head to meet Xia Xi's cold eyes.

Lu Yan flinched subconsciously: "You, why are you here??"

Didn't you go directly to the set after the college entrance examination? ?

Xia Xi ignored her at all, but glanced gloomyly at her desk.

It is full of scraps of paper, books that were torn up by Lu Yan.

Xia Xi picked up a piece of paper with his name written on it.

"Tear my book?"

Xia Xi chuckled: "Who gave you the courage??"

She turned her head subconsciously and looked down at the person who was a dozen centimeters shorter than her.

Looking from top to bottom with the dark eyes, Xia Xi's aura seemed to be doubled in this one, which made Lu Yan tremble with fear.

"I...that...you don't want it anyway, do you?"

Lu Yan suddenly became confident, anyway, you don't want it anymore, why don't you tear it up? ?

"Oh." Xia Xi responded, nodded, turned around, and walked to Lu Yan's desk.

Lv Yan was startled, and hurried back, holding all her books into her arms: "What are you doing?? I warn you, don't tear my books!!"

Heh, that would be ridiculous. You are not allowed to tear up your books, but you come here to tear up other people's books. What's the point? ? Is it just your big face? ?

Xia Xi doesn't care about this person's words and won't let the book be torn up? Okay, she doesn't tear up the books, can't she throw the table?

Putting up Lu Yan's desk with one hand, Xia Xi walked out of the classroom very easily as if holding an apple. Before the group of people could react, she threw Lu Yan's desk like trash. The desk was thrown downstairs.

"boom!"

After a loud noise, the table splashed thick pieces of paper on the ground, and the paper flew up for a while, as if it was snowing.

"Awwhhh!!! Good! Hahaha!"

The laughter and cheers of the students came from the teaching building. This is a tradition in the third year of high school over the years. The more explosive things are thrown, the happier everyone is.

"Ahhh!!!"

Of course, Lu Yan screamed.

What the hell are you doing? ?

her table! !

"What are you doing?? Why throw my table!!!"

Fuck? ?

Are you sick? ?

Xia Xi chuckled, imitating Lu Yan's innocent face: "I don't want it anyway, right?"

"you!"

Lu Yan fell on her back angrily: "Then you throw my table??"

"Yeah, you said you can't tear the book."

Xia Xi blinked her eyes, as innocent as she could be.

Lu Yan is about to explode, why are you so obedient all of a sudden, if you are not told to tear the book, you really don't tear the book, you just stay at the table, right? ?

There is no mistake!

"By the way, and your books..."

Xia Xi turned around and took out the book from Lu Yan's arms.