Wen Ling and Song Shijia knew each other, and they were both freshmen. Not long after they entered the school, they had already gotten into a scuffle.
Usually, he looked like an outstanding and helpful boy.
“What do you mean by that?”Song Shijia looked at Yun Jian and asked in surprise.
Yun Jian did not explain to song Shijia. When the surrounding people were so surprised that their expressions changed, she turned around and kicked a stool in the private room.
The stool with four legs that were not connected bounced up and down for a while in front of everyone present. It was thrown three meters away and then firmly landed on Wen Ling’s head, which was facing the ceiling.
“Wu Wu Wu!”Wen Ling was stuffed with toilet paper and could not speak.
Song Shijia and her group of freshmen, as well as everyone present, were all shocked by Yun Jian’s kick. The stool actually landed on Wen Ling’s head without any deviation.
