Chapter 569: Chapter 566: Impulse is the Devil
After the girl finished speaking, the classroom was filled with mocking and echoing voices.
They stabbed at her eardrums, causing her to suddenly slam her fist down heavily on the desk.
With a loud bang, the spacious classroom fell silent for a moment.
But in the next second, they saw Li Zaijun stand up, holding a pen in her hand as she strode toward the two people in front of her.
The students in the terraced classroom instantly widened their eyes in shock at the scene.
They all exclaimed, “Holy shit,” and quickly pulled out their phones to take photos and record videos.
The two sitting in the first row hadn’t yet reacted.
When they came back to their senses, they saw Li Zaijun walk straight to the wall, pick up a wooden chair, and savagely throw it at them—!
The girl screamed in terror, while her ex-boyfriend, under the gaze of so many people, bravely shielded her.
With a heavy thud, the chair smacked into his back as if to break it, causing him to cry out in pain and anger, “Are you fucking insane…!”
Watching her boyfriend being hit like that, the girl also screamed, “You bitch…aaah—!”
Before she could finish her insult, Li Zaijun, with rage in her eyes, grabbed her by the collar and slapped her several times with ferocious force.
She summoned all the strength she could muster, as if drawing on her very life.
Her ex-boyfriend stood firmly in her way, and in the end, he gave her a slap too.
Males are naturally stronger, not to mention a young man in his twenties, who simply knocked Li Zaijun to the ground with the blow.
Her forehead hit the corner of the lectern, and her fair cheek instantly swelled up, turning red.
Complete chaos ensued.
Tong Le was petrified, shouting her name as she quickly ran over to help her, while the hundreds of students in the classroom were shocked, all recording the commotion with their phones.
Li Zaijun’s forehead was struck, the sharp pain almost numbing her.
The demon inside her, fueled by rage, erupted once again; holding the pen, she climbed up from the ground and charged once more.
As her boyfriend turned around to the sound of screaming, he was doomed.
Holding the sharp pen, she aimed straight for his eye; he swiftly dodged, but it was still too late.
The sharp ballpoint pen tip slid down from the inner corner of his eye, missing it but leaving a deep mark on his otherwise handsome face in the process.
He let out a terrible cry as one side of his face throbbed with immense pain.
His girlfriend screamed in horror and began to fight with her, and Li Zaijun, losing her senses in a frenzy, forgot her own pain as she fought back.
She viciously pulled her hair and slapped her face.
The other students were stunned because no one would have expected such a subdued girl to become so terrifying when enraged.
Indeed, impulse is the devil.
When the teacher arrived for class, she pushed open the door to such a chaotic scene that her legs gave out, almost passing out from the shock!
The female teacher screamed, shouting for help to separate them.
When they were finally separated, Li Zaijun was still holding a handful of hair in her hands and kicking at the other girl.
Meanwhile, the other girl was crying loudly, telling the teacher what had happened.
The teacher was naturally aware of the incident on the school forum.
So upon seeing that the student union president’s face was nearly ruined, bleeding—