"Only a few people huddle together to fight against the enemy, while others are saying discouraging words and wanting protection. What class? What unity?!"
"Just kneel and beg for rcy, call them grandpa and be their grandson instead!"
These words made those who complained at the door feel sowhat indignant, even Wu Zhiyuan felt uncomfortable, but they couldn't refute it. How could they? Isn't it true?
Zhao Wenxin murmured and opened her mouth, in the end she could only shake her head, softly thanked Bi Xia again, and returned to her seat.
After saying those words, Bi Xia didn't pay any more attention to the people in the class, she just looked out the window calmly, gazing at the playground.
[Host, isn't it too harsh to say that? They are just too weak, so they seek help from the strong. You were like them once, with the sa mindset...] 007 felt the depressing atmosphere in class H and couldn't help but worry that her host would be rejected by them.
But on the road to becoming the strongest male god, popularity and people's hearts are essential.
'That's right, the sa mindset I had. Exactly because I know the consequences of such a mindset, facing oppression and only thinking of relying on external help, forgetting that they are also people, also have the ability to resist.'
She slowly retracted her gaze, took out a textbook from the desk hole and placed it on the desk, "What is weak, what is strong?"
She lowered her eyes slightly, "If you never tried to make an effort to beco stronger, only know how to belittle yourself and seek help from others, and even can't achieve the most basic unity, such people— are beyond saving."
Recalling in her mind the harsh training she and her brothers transford by 007 underwent in the learning space, all striving to beco the strongest, all fighting for the honor of the collective.
Even later when she beca the number one general in that space, they still remained loyal, striving to make themselves strong, becoming the most trustworthy team behind her.
Such people are the true strong ones, not in terms of strength, but in ntality.
While speaking, Bi Xia did not lower her voice, and those like Wu Zhiyuan sitting in front of her heard it clearly, feeling a shock in body and mind, their eyes complex.
But Bi Xia didn't pay them any attention, put on her headphones, leaned against the wall, and began flipping through a book nad Pure English.
"Wenxin, do you think Bi Xia is really cool?" Wang Jie covered her face with a book, secretly glancing at the boy in the last row, and whispered to the dazed Zhao Wenxin.
Suddenly coming to her senses, Zhao Wenxin turned to look at the boy with a cold face but a lazy deanor, recalling how he stood in front of her before, suddenly wondering if Zhou Wei hadn't locked him in the bathroom that day, would she still be seeing the old Bi Xia?
"I never thought Bi Xia was this amazing. Why do you think he hid himself before? Could it be like in novels, that he's hiding his true identity so he had to disguise himself?" Wang Jie said excitedly as she continued, "If that's true, it's way too cool!"
Zhao Wenxin rolled her eyes without any courtesy, "Read fewer novels in the future, way too unrealistic."
"But I think Wang Jie has a point," A girl in front suddenly turned around, her eyes shining, "Today Bi Xia appeared in front of us like a prince, and beat the E class students to their knees begging for rcy in no ti. That fighting style clearly isn't like those low-level thugs who only know how to use brute force."
The girl's deskmate also turned around, "Haven't you noticed?"
"Noticed what?"
"Bi Xia's na!" She glared at the other three, "Bi Xia, Your Majesty! How domineering! When I first noticed it, I thought he was pretentious, but now I think he's incredibly cool."
"Whoa!"
"It really is!"
"How did you notice!"
"You guys just noticed? I noticed long ago."
"From today on, His Majesty is my male god. Although his words are a bit hurtful, surprisingly, they're convincing and give a great sense of security!"
"Exactly! I feel the sa way, but what the heck is with His Majesty!"
"Are you dumb, that's obviously a term of endearnt."
Before they knew it, nearby girls joined in the discussion, everyone chiming in, slowly becoming a full-class conversation, even so boys couldn't resist joining in.
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