Chapter 127 Violence at Etiquette School
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Sera, who never cursed people without using curse words, spat out her words in her chest.
At that time, she was bullying him because he couldn't understand all the words and was so unscrupulous. Of course, her original intention was to tell him not to fall in love with the three-legged Anaxi.
At first, she really didn't think about using three boats to occupy everyone, but now all the problems left by these words have become her weapons to lose her horse at any time.
Serra, who has no protagonist's life, feels a headache.
"Locide" she can only continue to use her liar skills and get the deception right first.
"A story version can be derived from different stories by different writers. Just like the story of the princess with three boats that I told you, it is also different from the story that my sister An Xi told you."
She turned over her hand and dug her fingernails into the palm of Luxid's palm. "Do you remember the story she told you when you were still in the manor? Is that another version of the mermaid?"
He carefully recalled the scene at that time and found that it was indeed as Sera said. The annoying girl also told him about another version of the mermaid.
The doubts in his eyes were slightly dispelled, and his gentle voice showed a bit of relief, "It turns out that the same story can be written by many people."
Serra's words are indeed not deceptive. Just like Danish fairy tales and Grimm's fairy tales are different, they both have mermaids, and the story versions are also completely different.
After filling the hole, she didn't dare to relax easily. She only said in a soft voice: "Now that you have licked the wound, why don't you help me loosen it?"
"Your corporal punishment time has not come yet. As your teacher, I cannot let go of you." Luo Xied leaned down slightly and put her right hand on the armrest again, apparently intending to tie her up again.
This role was really perfect, but how could Sera let him do this again? Her fingers casually grabbed a strand of his hair in the dark, "Then I want to change the method of corporal punishment."
Luo Xied quickly turned his face, his lake blue eyes flashed with tiny light, and he seemed to be filled with expectation, "What kind of corporal punishment do you want?"
He doesn't look like a serious teacher at all.
Sierra complained secretly in her heart, with a gentle and seductive look on her face: "Untie me now, I won't go home for dinner tonight, how about we go shopping together?"
Luo Xied was startled, "Shopping for groceries together?"
Sierra tugged down on his hair. She still didn't know how it grew. It was so thick that she couldn't pull out even one hair.
"What do you eat at home? Do you go fishing in the sea every night?"
"There is fresh fish available at the market." Luo Xied curled his lips and said, "So you want to come to my house and cook for me?"
"Yes, isn't this considered corporal punishment? It requires physical labor." Sierra said with a smile, not feeling the slightest bit guilty about her rogue behavior.
"Okay." Luo Xide loosened all the ropes that tied her, put his arm around her waist and lifted her up to stand up. "I'm going to the dance studio to play the piano in the afternoon. Let's go together after class?"
Sierra touched his face and sighed: "You still have professional ethics now, then I will go to class with you."
When I came out of the dark reflection room, almost three hours had actually passed.
Bernice, who was sitting against the wall, was still in a dazed state, her eyes were blank, and Rocide calmly put down a sentence, "It's time for Sera to think about it."
After finishing her words, the bewitched Bernice stood up like a puppet, patted the hem of her black skirt, and said to herself as she walked: "I hope Mrs. Josie will be happy with what I did today. I brought Serra Terrified.”
"Josie is your nominal adoptive mother, a vicious woman." Luo Xied led Sera and walked slowly, "I know all her plots, such a person should be sent to the dining table."
She trembled, "What did you say?"
Losid quickly changed his mind, "Send it to the police station. I can now ask Bernice to surrender to the police station and confess what the lady did."
"Oh no, a one-time blow can easily be solved by my father internally. I don't want that." Sera refused him with a smile. This was the second time today that she refused help from the male protagonists.
"Don't do anything, I'll take care of it."
The dance studio in the afternoon needed Loseide to provide music because there were photographers and reporters from outside coming to take pictures and promote it.
Sierra returned to the classroom without attracting any attention. Only Lina, who was almost fed to mice by her last time, cast a frightened look at her.
In the dressing room, everyone was changing into dresses and dancing shoes that they would wear later. Her clothes and shoes were given to her by a student.
Wearing a brand new pink slim-fitting dress with a short skirt around the hips, Sierra checked it carefully from top to bottom, made sure it was fine, and then focused on the shoes.
She changed into her skirt like everyone else around her, casually picked up her shoes and shook them off, then looked inside to make sure there was nothing unusual before stepping in with her feet.
As soon as Sierra stood up, the stinging pain on the soles of her feet made her freeze in vain, and she fell back onto the bench.
There was a stinging pain in the soles of her feet. Sierra raised her feet and took off her shoes expressionlessly, with a cold curl of her lips.
Some unscrupulous person stuck the broken short needle into the soft insole and sewed it up. No wonder she couldn't see it. When she stepped on it, a small bloody hole was poked in the sole of her foot.
It wasn't serious, but she was really angry.
Three things happened, and this was already the second time.
She glanced at the group of students who were still in the locker room, including the one who brought her clothes, and then walked over and closed the door of the locker room without saying a word.
Some blood stained from the socks and rubbed onto the floor. Several conscientious students worried: "Miss Serra, you are injured."
Sierra locked the door, lifted the wooden stool that had been dragged to her side, and threw it to the ground.
The loud noise attracted everyone's exclamation and attention.
Sierra picked up a thick stool leg and bumped it in her hand, and said to them with a smile: "Excuse me, it was too noisy just now. Now I want to say a few words."
The atmosphere was quiet except for the sound of breathing.
She said with satisfaction: "I sincerely came here to go to school and make friends, but on the first day someone put a dead mouse on my bed, and on the second day someone stuffed a short needle into my insole. Now I just want to know, is it?" Which students will cooperate with Teacher Bernice to harm me again?"
As soon as they heard her accurately naming Bernice as the mastermind, several girls instantly looked panicked.
Someone was the first to say: "Whoever hurt you was because you were careless."
Serra would continue to maintain a ladylike attitude, holding a stick in her hand, and said gently: "I skipped class this morning because Teacher Bernice was suspected of committing crimes and accepting bribes, so I went to the police station to make a record."