"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I just don't understand, Hirata Yosuke, am I usually too friendly? It's okay if you're a little crazy, but who gave you the courage to pull my collar? Huh?" "Shut up!!!" Hearing the sound, Hirata Yosuke roared again, stood up, and punched with all his strength. Snapped. Without any suspense, Wu Yi stretched out a hand and took the blow steadily without moving an inch. The force that was enough to knock a person to the ground disappeared without a trace like a drop in the ocean. He turned and glanced at the female teacher at the front door of the classroom. "I saw it. He started it first." "Don't……" Before he could even say a word of dissuasion, Wu Yi kicked him hard across the waist, hitting his ribs directly. Hirata had no time to block and was kicked into the air again. He hit the wall at the back of the classroom and bounced back. The violent shock made him cough subconsciously.
Before he landed on the ground, Wu Yi stretched out one hand and grabbed his crown with five powerful fingers, pressing Pingtian's feet into the wall while he was suspended in the air. "What do you mean, have you calmed down?" "let me go……" Faced with this hopeless gap in physical ability that was like an insurmountable chasm, Hirata had difficulty even speaking a complete sentence, but he was still struggling hard, waving his hands and feet in an attempt to fight back. With a soft sigh, Wu Yi loosened his hand. Pingtian, who was dizzy and unprepared, was caught off guard and fell to the ground unexpectedly, unable to stand steadily. He fell to the ground like a toad. "...You're still trying hard, huh?" Seeing that he wanted to get up even after being beaten like this, Wu Yi couldn't help but be amazed, and then without saying a word, he stepped on him with his big foot. Of course, he stepped on her back. After all, they were classmates and had a good relationship. Although he didn't know why she suddenly fell ill this time, it was still a bit too much to step directly on her head. "Forget it, just lie there for now. The floor is cooler and will help cool your head down." Wu Yi said, returning to the state of putting his hands in his pockets. "First of all, from the perspective of other students, I clearly tell you that the traitor must be eliminated. Don't ask why. I still say that no betrayal is so small that it can be tolerated. Even if you pat your chest to make a promise, it will be useless. I only ask one question. What should we do if he does it again and causes his classmates to drop out? Should the traitor continue to stay in the class, while other students deserve to be framed and expelled?" "Secondly, from the perspective of the outsiders, her crime has been made public in the class. Even if he is not expelled this time, what does it matter? He will continue to live in an environment that seems harmonious on the surface but is actually a place where there is no place to stand. Do you believe that this is more painful than killing him? Even if you are doing this for his own good, you should let him leave this school and go to a new environment to learn his lesson and start over." "Finally, from my own perspective, I just can't tolerate traitors. If the class I belong to can't even purge the traitors, then I would rather betray the class. Anyway, I'm not interested in graduating from Class A. Then everyone will just stay in Class D forever." Volume 278: Chapter The cold-faced beautiful assistant is also great! No one could have imagined that a normal morning class would end up like this. In particular, Hirata's sudden and unexplained illness completely caught everyone by surprise. Rather than wanting to maintain class peace, that state of mind was more about some psychological trauma awakened by being expelled, which resulted in a stress response. If it were any other time, many girls in the class would have gone up to him to show their concern and comfort, but now is really not a good time. Things like care and comfort should be done after the fact.
At this moment, Wu Yi was stepping on Hirata's back with the attitude of an absolute winner. Hirata, who was prostrating himself on the ground, was completely unable to resist. He could only crawl on the ground with his fists clenched unwillingly, pressing his forehead against the cold floor, and making a slight gritting sound from time to time. The situation came to a standstill and no one in the audience dared to step forward to dissuade them. Even Chabashira Sae is the same. In terms of emotion, Wu Yi represents the collective interests of the class, while Pingtian has been speaking for the traitor Waimura. Logically speaking, it was Pingtian who started the fight first, and Wu Yi never took the initiative to attack from beginning to end, so it was only natural for him to use self-defense. Time passed by minute by minute. Finally, the get out of class bell rang. At this moment, almost everyone breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts. Because the first class of the morning will start in five minutes after the morning class is over, if the teacher comes and sees the two of them still in this state, they will undoubtedly be counted as disrupting class discipline on the spot. At that time, it will not be a matter that can be solved by just deducting a few points for talking, playing with the phone, or sleeping in class. When it comes to major issues concerning class points, I believe these two people can still keep a clear head... probably. Of course, Wu Yi did not disappoint them. After the bell rang, he removed his foot from Hirata's back. He did not walk away directly, but watched Hirata struggle to get up from the ground, dragged his painful and tired body back to his seat, and sat down without saying a word. It looks like they won't fight again... Chabashira Sae thought to himself, felt a little relieved, turned around and left the classroom silently. As soon as the head teacher left and the two of them showed no intention of fighting again, the tense atmosphere in the classroom suddenly relaxed. Some ran over to show concern for Hirata, some asked about the situation, and some just kept silent and did their business as if nothing had happened. Wu Yi didn't care about it. He didn't want to fight with Hirata from the beginning. To be honest, it's really meaningless. If a fight really breaks out, it won't be called a fight, but a one-sided massacre. Walking through the aisle between the desks in the classroom and arriving at the podium, Wu Yi had just turned off and put away the projector and screen through the console when a cold voice sounded beside him. "You just said that you would betray the class if you couldn't get rid of Gomura. Are you serious?" "Of course, you don't think I'm joking." Wu Yi responded as a matter of course. He turned around and looked back, and sure enough, it was Horikita Suzune. "It's just like when you play competitive games. If you can tolerate teammates who are playing badly and deliberately giving away kills, it means that you don't really want to win, right? If you don't want to win, then you naturally don't deserve to win. Isn't that right?" Competitive gaming? Horikita Suzune was silent for a moment as her blind spot in knowledge was touched. "What I mean is, even if the whole class votes against Sotomura and not a single vote is cast for him, as long as Ryuen calls on the entire D class to vote for him, Sotomura can still conservatively get 39 votes against and 40 votes for him, right?" "Well, that seems to make sense?"
Wu Yi thought about this idea for a while and found that it seemed that this was not completely impossible. Although at first glance Ryuuen has abandoned Gaimura, Class A still has no trust in Gaimura at all. The entire Class A even regards him as their mortal enemy. As long as Ryuuen protects him at this time, he may be able to regain their trust. No, it cannot be said that he regained trust, but rather that he made the outsiders have no choice but to trust him. In this way, not only did Ryuuen not lose the traitor he had trained in Class A, he also got back the contract with 800,000 personal points per month, and Class A also lost an extra person who should not have dropped out. He was simply the biggest winner. "It would be a bit disgusting if it really turned out like that..." Wu Yi thought for a while, then suddenly let out a cry and clapped his hands together. Seeing him like this, Horikita Suzune thought that he was about to come up with an idea, so she couldn't help but concentrate and hold her breath to listen carefully, but after waiting for a while, there was no further response, so she couldn't help but urge him. "So your 'ah' doesn't mean that you forgot to wash your face before going out this morning." "Oh, that's not it." Wu Yi dug his eyes. "Anyway, I will find a way to deal with this matter, so you don't have to worry too much." "Think of a way? Tomorrow is the day for the final vote..." Horikita Suzune frowned slightly, but before she could finish her words, she received a small blow to the center of her forehead. She subconsciously covered her forehead with both hands, then glared at the culprit. "Don't worry, if I say leave it to me, then just leave it to me. All you have to do is trust me and then eat and drink." Wu Yi withdrew his hand that had just teased the cold-faced girl, still with a relaxed smile on his face, and spoke in a slightly prolonged tone. "Do you understand, Assistant~" "…Who said you were an assistant?" After rolling her eyes in a rather nice manner without saying a word, Horikita Suzune turned around and was about to leave quickly, but because she walked too fast, she almost bumped into Kushida Kikyo who happened to be walking up from behind. "Wow!" Although it was a fake reaction, Kushida Kikyo still seemed to be really frightened. She slammed on the brakes and leaned back, hurriedly waving her hands to apologize. "Sorry, sorry, did I walk too fast? Did I bump into you, Horikita-san?" "without……" Before Horikita Suzune could finish her words, she felt a flash in front of her eyes. By the time she reacted, the other person had somehow circled behind her and was holding someone's hand with a worried look on his face. "By the way, Wu Yi, is your hand okay?" "Hand? Is it okay?" Wu Yi moved his wrists and finger joints and said there was absolutely no problem. "Yeah, that's good."
Kushida Kikyo patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief, then her tone became a little puzzled. "I didn't expect Hirata-san to punch so fiercely..." "That's what I mean. He usually looks like a normal person. I don't know what he's up to this time." Karuizawa Kei also came up from behind, her lips pouted and her voice full of obvious complaints and dissatisfaction. Wu Yi couldn't help laughing when he saw her little girl's expression. He reached out and pinched her face gently. Just when he was about to say something, he saw Horikita Suzune, who was blocked behind, looking at this side expressionlessly. Seeing his inquiring look, the cold-faced girl withdrew her gaze like lightning, turned around and left decisively as if nothing had happened. ￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥ I feel like I can be an assistant in the future, nothing to do... Hey~ Volume 279: Chapter It's time to trick Ibuki The morning class is only broken for five minutes, basically just for people to drink water and go to the toilet. If you have bought breakfast but haven’t eaten it yet, you can make up for it. Soon, as the bell rang in the classroom, the teacher in charge of the first class in the morning walked into the classroom and came to the podium on time. He looked around the class with a smile and began the usual pre-class greetings. "Well, hello, classmates." "Hello, teacher~"*N "Well, let's officially start the class now. Please open your textbooks to..." The teacher's clear voice spread throughout the classroom. Sitting in the back row, Wu Yi opened the textbook as the teacher requested and looked towards the middle of the classroom. Because of the angle and direction, he could only see Hirata's back from his side. However, it is not difficult to find that compared with the always straight and vigorous back in the impression, Hirata, who was beaten severely in the morning, is obviously much more depressed. He picks up the textbook and turns the pages slowly, as if he has suddenly aged by seventy or eighty years. "Then the first paragraph... well, I'll trouble Hirata-san to read it aloud for everyone." Seeing that everyone was almost ready, the teacher at the podium decisively called on her most capable assistant. But what was different from the past was that in the past, when his name was called, Hirata would immediately stand up, hold the book in his hands and start reading aloud with great enthusiasm. This time, Hirata didn't look animated at all. He even stood up very slowly, and his words were lifeless and emotionless when he spoke. "In the first year of the Heiji era, shortly after Ushiwaka was born..." Uh…… Of course the teacher noticed something was wrong, but considering Hirata's usual good performance, he didn't say anything. He just nodded encouragingly after Hirata finished reading. "Well, it seems that Hirata-san is not in a very good state today, but thank you for the wonderful reading he brought to us. It's hard work. Next, it will be..." While the teacher on the stage was looking at other people, Yukinoshita Haruno quietly turned slightly towards Wu Yi. "Hey, do you think Hirata was made stupid by you?" "How can it be."
Wu Yi also had a blank expression on his face. "I kicked him in the ribs, not his head. If you say I broke his ribs, I can admit it. But if there is something wrong with him in his current state, I can only say that there is something wrong with his mind. This has nothing to do with me." The girl thought for a moment and nodded in agreement. "Too." …… Finally, after a morning of cultural classes, it was time for lunch break. In the relatively empty classroom, Wu Yi put his legs on the table, lay back in his chair, and let out a long sigh towards the ceiling.