The male protagonist is bad again, and the dedicated host is going crazy

Seeing that the flames of war were spreading to his body, Su Muyu touched his upper palate with the tip of his tongue, and his inquiring eyes fell on Ye Xu.

Is this real drunkenness or fake drunkenness?

If he's pretending to be drunk, then he's just pretending!

If you are really drunk, this habit of setting traps for others is really the nature that the other person cannot give up.

Even after all this, he still doesn't forget to sow discord.

With the previous nicknames of 'Red-faced Monkey' and 'Black-skinned Monkey', Su Muyou didn't think he would have any nice nicknames.

The students around who were originally noisy now quieted down and looked over, either awake or confused.

It is human nature to eat melons and join in the fun.

Especially since this excitement involves today's influential figures, how can it not be exciting?

Even the homeroom teacher and the instructor, the only two 'mature adults' present, were not immune to this.

Noticing their overt and covert attention, Su Muyou was about to stop the people around him from saying something outrageous.

But before he could move, the drunk Fei Jueran had already stood up from his seat.

His face was extremely red, and I didn't know if it was due to the alcohol or something else.

He cleared his throat, as if he had something important to announce, "My young master, of course--"

Everyone's ears perked up, even Su Muyou stopped what he was doing.

He soon regretted his inappropriate curiosity.

I only heard Fei Jueran utter five words in a clear and loud voice: "Sexy little bomb!"

After he finished speaking, in order to prove that he was not making up stories to fool people, he nodded vigorously to increase his credibility.

I didn't realize at all that the lively party had now become silent and deserted.

‘click’

The empty wine glass held in Su Muyu's hand suddenly cracked into several cracks, lost its shape, and shattered on the table.

Sure enough, his hunch was correct.

This nickname is even more powerful than the 'two-faced girl' in the previous world, and it made his scalp numb with embarrassment!

No kidding, I really want to hit someone.

The head teacher who happened to be sitting next to him quickly reached out and pressed his shoulders, suppressing his smile with a heavy expression, "Calm down."

He was afraid that if he was a second slower, the broken pieces of the wine glass might have pierced Fei Jueran's head.

"This is just drunken talk, don't take it seriously." The instructor, who was a few people away, leaned over and spoke in a soothing tone.

However, the sound came from behind the hand that was blocking in front of him.

His tone was quite sincere, but it was not concealed enough, and the smile in his eyes was very obvious.

Su Muyou didn't care about the instructor's behavior of laughing secretly. After all, every wrong has its perpetrator.

He took a few deep breaths, trying to calm himself down.

I'm not angry, I'm not angry. If I get angry and ruin my health, no one can replace me.

I finally convinced myself not to bother with drunkards, but they started making trouble again.

"What drunken talk? These are my true words!" Fei Jueran, who was a little slow to react, seriously corrected the instructor's words, and looked like he wanted to climb onto the stool.

Dong En repeated the name several times, confused again, "What's so sexy about him?"

Yu Reiser, sexy? Not at all!

"How is it not sexy!" Now it was Fei Jueran's turn to slam the table in anger.

Fortunately, the place chosen by the teacher was very reliable. The table top remained motionless after being tossed around by two sentinels in succession. It was very sturdy.

Ye Xu, who had stirred up the muddy water, did not calm down either. He raised his index finger and shook it.

Imitating Fei Jueran's behavior, he also gave people nicknames, "Sexy little bomb, no. Cold big ice cube, yes!"

Dong En pondered for a moment, raised his hands happily, and echoed in a high-pitched voice: "Master Qingtang!"

Yes, this is the authentic taste!

The other students in the box could no longer hold back their laughter.

Some of them even turned their backs cautiously, but their shaking shoulders exposed their behavior completely.

The person who was given the nickname: “…”

Thanks for the invitation, no matter which one it is, he doesn't like it :)

"What do you know!" This was simply slander. Fei Jueran was furious. "My young master is not like what you said. You are so shameless!"

The drunk's sanity plummeted, and he didn't realize that the people around him were in a bad mood. He was obsessed with competing with the other two drunks.

The head teacher closed his eyes, slowly retracted his hand from the person's shoulder, and said in a heavy tone, "Just don't let anyone die."

I can tolerate my uncle, but I can’t tolerate my aunt.

There was nothing he could do to help.

Under normal circumstances, if Su Muyou encountered such a thing, he would definitely get up and leave.

But the meaning of this gathering is different, and the students present here may not have the opportunity to meet again.

The young master appears cold on the outside but is warm-hearted on the inside, and he does not disregard the friendship between his classmates.

Even though he became a laughing stock, he endured it.

He thought of a solution as quickly as possible, and as soon as he thought about it, a crystal clear object appeared in the palm of his hand.

He targeted the three drunks, one each.

Small square cubes of ice were thrown out, drawing curved lines in the air.

Amidst continuous cries of pain, the target was hit accurately.

The strength is controlled just right, and it doesn't hurt your brain to be confused.

"Wow, that's beautiful!" Some students who were drunk didn't notice the tense atmosphere and generously applauded for this operation.

Amid the noise, the eyes of the three people who were hit quickly turned clear at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Su Muyou was satisfied after taking action.

"Who is it!" Dong En covered his forehead and gasped.

Compared with the pain, the bone-chilling coldness was more obvious, which immediately made Ren Bing sober up.

Fei Jueran and Ye Xu made the same movements as him, but didn't say anything.

The ice cubes that hit them were much colder than the ice cubes in the wine glasses.

It goes without saying who could have made this thing.

They could only be thankful that the other party didn't have malicious intentions and just threw ice cubes into their mouths.

It’s horrible just to think about it.

Su Muyou cleaned up the residue on the table caused by his own mistake and said coldly, "Sit down."

Although Fei Jueran is no longer a servant of the Lei Ze family, he still retains his original habits.

One command, one action.

After sitting down, he reacted and quickly stopped his young master's action, "Let me do it."

It’s just that his eyes seemed to be wandering no matter how he looked at them. He looked at the sky, the ground, the table, but never at anyone.

This forms a sharp contrast with his usual behavior of staring at people and refusing to move, and it is obvious at a glance that he has something to hide.

Su Muyu crossed his arms over his chest and did not rush to do this kind of chores, allowing him to clean up with all his heart and soul.

If the other party hadn't talked nonsense, the wine glass wouldn't have been destroyed.

This time, Fei Jue was fully responsible.

Fei Jueran was drunk just now, but not to the point of blacking out.

After being brought back to his senses by Bing, he instantly figured out what he had just done.

If he hadn't had a strong mental state, he would have hugged the young master's legs and begged for forgiveness.

How could this name be known by others!