Huadu Beauty Hunter

Chapter 140, How do you know it’s not delicious?

The students who were watching the fun saw pieces of clothes actually floating into the mouth of the boy with acne. Everyone was very happy to see it. Some students even took out their mobile phones and flashed a few photos.

The boy with acne was very depressed. He didn't want to eat these clothes. It tasted so bad. He wanted to resist. When he shut up, he felt that his mouth couldn't be closed. His mouth just opened like a big hole.

, when he was about to move to avoid the pieces of clothes, he found that his feet could not move, and his feet seemed to be fixed on the ground...

When he raised his hand to stop the debris from entering his mouth, he found that he couldn't move his hand...

In the end, he felt that his whole body was stiff and unable to move, as if a immobilizing spell had been cast on him...

He... could only watch the pieces of clothes floating into his mouth, and had to accept everyone's onlookers and photos.

"Oh my god, he really eats clothes..." a boy said.

"Hey... I guess these clothes don't smell very good, right?" Another boy wearing a white shirt said.

"How can the clothes I processed taste bad?" Yang Hao said.

"This clothes smells so bad. Even if you processed it, it still smells bad. How can it possibly smell good?" said the boy in the white shirt.

"You've never eaten it, how do you know it tastes bad?" Yang Hao said unhappily.

"Why should I eat this? Any normal person knows it tastes bad." The boy in the white shirt said, with an expression like "Idiots understand such a simple truth, don't you understand?"

"Without investigation, you have no right to speak. Real knowledge comes from practice. How do you know it tastes bad if you haven't eaten it? In fact, this is delicious. In order to change your wrong view, I will let you eat some!" Yang Hao said.

"No, I don't want to eat." The boy in the white shirt said.

Damn it, if I had known that Yang Hao actually thought this way, he would never have spoken randomly. This is completely... shooting himself in the foot.

"You must eat." Yang Hao said.

If the boy in the white shirt wants to say anything to resist, his mouth will not close, and his hands, feet, and body will not move...

Yang Hao waved his hand, and a piece of rag floated into the mouth of the boy in the white shirt.

Yang Hao slowly walked to the boy in the white shirt, held the chin of the boy in the white shirt with one hand, and pressed the top of the boy in the white shirt with the other hand. With both hands, the boy in the white shirt's open mouth closed. Yang Hao was in the boy in the white shirt.

After a few pats, the boy in the white shirt swallowed the rag stuck in his throat...

"Well, seeing that you eat it with such relish, this must be delicious. I'll give you another piece." Yang Hao said.

With another wave of his hand, another piece of rag floated into the mouth of the boy in the white shirt. Yang Hao followed the previous method and asked him to swallow the rag.

"Well, it's delicious, but unfortunately, it's no longer available." Yang Hao said.

The boy in the white shirt wants to cry, damn, that’s why he wants to eat this.

The boy in the white shirt suddenly found that he could move his body. He immediately arched his back, put his index finger into his mouth, and began to retching, trying to spit out the two disgusting rags...

I vomited several times, but I couldn't get the rag out. Instead, it made my body uncomfortable and I vomited a large pool of saliva...

Fortunately it's gone, otherwise boys in white shirts would still have to eat such disgusting rags.

The boy in the white shirt stopped vomiting. He yelled and ran towards Yang Hao, waving his fists.

"I'm going to beat you to death." The boy in the white shirt yelled.

Being eaten by something like Yang Haosei in front of so many people not only made him feel disgusted, but also felt humiliated...

Yang Hao raised his foot and kicked it out hard.

Bang... the boy in the white shirt flew out and finally fell on a bookshelf, scattering the books on the shelf.

In the end, the bookshelf fell over and the boy in the white shirt was pinned to the ground by the bookshelf.

When the other students saw this scene, they had no choice but to shut up. The boy in the white shirt just said that the shirt didn't taste good, and he was forced to eat two pieces of rags and kicked like this...

Yang Hao walked up to the boy with acne and slapped the boy with acne on the forehead...

The mouth of the boy with acne has been stuffed with a lot of rags, and everyone can only see the boy's throat moving.

Later, the boy with acne swallowed all the rags in his mouth.

"Well, beauty Axiu, let's go!" The girl with triangular eyes had her smelly shirt eaten by the boy with acne. Yang Hao felt that there was no more fun in the reading room.

"Let's go." Wang Yunxiu was reluctant to leave immediately.

When Yang Hao and Wang Yunxiu were walking towards the door of the reading room, they happened to encounter a male teacher from the reading room rushing towards them.

"Who caused the bookshelf to collapse?" the male teacher asked as he walked towards the bookshelf holding the boy in the white shirt.

Yang Hao and Wang Yunxiu ignored the teacher.

"Teacher, it's him, stop him quickly, he was the one who broke him." The boy in the white shirt said to the backs of Yang Hao and Wang Yunxiu.

"Who? Who is talking?" The teacher may be a little presbyopic, but he only heard the voice and did not see that there was a person under the fallen bookshelf.

"Teacher, it's me...I'm talking, stop them quickly, he knocked down the bookshelf..." the boy in the white shirt said speechlessly.

"Oh, who knocked it down..." The teacher looked towards the reading room.

Where is anyone else? Not even a ghost!

Yang Hao and Wang Yunxiu have already disappeared from the reading room...

The male teacher in the reading room ran under the bookshelf and found a student under the bookshelf. The teacher was frightened.

"Classmate, come quickly...come and help me..." the male teacher said.

Some enthusiastic boys still went to help carry the bookshelf.

The bookshelf was quickly lifted up, and the boy in the white shirt got up from the ground...

"Did you knock down the bookshelf?" the male teacher asked.

"No...it's not me, teacher, it's not me..." the boy in the white shirt said tremblingly.

"It's not you, who is that? It's not you, why are you pressed to the ground by the bookshelf? Classmate, you have to be honest..." The male teacher taught the boy in the white shirt earnestly.

"Old...teacher, it's really not me, it's really not me." The boy in the white shirt was about to cry. He was also a victim, and he was wrongfully accused of knocking down the bookshelf. This made him feel extremely embarrassed.

"Who are you? Stop making excuses. Starting today, you will come to the reading room to sweep the floor for two weeks. If you don't sweep the floor seriously, I will report your deliberate destruction of public property in the reading room to the school and ask the school's Academic Affairs Office to

You punish me." the male teacher said.

"Teacher...I..." The boy in the white shirt still wanted to argue.

"I'm done with you, you, me, me. Are you dissatisfied with my decision?"

"I obey, I obey." The boy in the white shirt mentally scolded me for obeying your sister.

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