The supreme cute little lover

Pang Xiaochen's voice was not low, and the classroom was very quiet, so all the students in the classroom heard what he said just now, and some students who still had a glimmer of hope couldn't help turning their eyes to Ye Shaoming, as if hoping to , seems to look at.

"As I said just now, if you are desperate for yourself, you are really hopeless. Even I can't help it."

That's right, there is nothing more sad than the death of the heart. If the heart is dead, no matter how much external stimulation is, it is useless. It is okay to guide them. After all, they all have the same experience as him. If everyone becomes stronger, for those who laugh at them It is also a heavy blow, but the guidance also has a premise, that is, they must have a strong desire to become stronger.

Pang Xiaochen thought for a while in silence, then unexpectedly climbed onto the desk, looking down at everyone in the class.

"Students, are you willing to be ridiculed as trash for the rest of your life? Don't you want to hit those who laugh at us head-on? Is it really what you want to fend for yourself like this every day? Now in front of us There is a chance, as long as we cheer up, one day, we can also surpass them and let them know who is the real waste!"

It resounded throughout the classroom with the unique crisp voice of a teenager, echoing in the classroom for a long time, hitting the hearts of the students who were gradually dying.

Excited?Beyond?Can they really?Do they still have a chance?Can they really do it?

Ye Shaoming couldn't help giving Pang Xiaochen a high look. He didn't expect that this chubby, honest and silly boy would have such a side. That baby face had an indescribable taste. Sure enough, people cannot be judged by their appearance.

"I believe everyone knows the name of Ye Shaoming. I believe many people have heard of his current achievements. Everyone knows how useless he was before. Without a spiritual source, he cannot cultivate. Spiritual skills, and no battle qi, so he can't become a warrior, and he is called a waste every day, but who dares to call him a waste now?"

Pang Xiaochen spoke passionately, and the more he spoke, the more excited he became, especially after seeing everyone's faces loosen, he spoke more vigorously, completely forgetting that the person he mentioned was still at the scene.

The corners of Ye Shaoming's eyes twitched involuntarily, and he decided to take back what he said before. This fat man is really unreliable, but he can indeed give a thumbs up for being able to motivate everyone.

"Even if we want to practice, there will be no teacher to guide us, and it will be the same in the end." A student said, with resentment and resentment in his tone.

"Of course it's different. We don't need those snobby teachers to guide us."

"Then how do we practice?"

"Does it need to be said? Of course, Ye Shaoming is here to guide him. He has become so powerful in a short period of time. I believe that with his guidance, everyone will become stronger." Pang Xiaochen looked hopefully Ye Shaoming, and even the students in the whole class looked at Ye Shaoming. Of course, some of these students looked hopeful, while others looked at him with suspicion.

However, whether it's looking at them or looking suspiciously, there is an imperceptible expectation in the depths. It is a hope that they still don't want to give up after many blows. It's just that reality has taught them to hide their hope in the deepest part.