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Specialized in Face Slapping

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Everyone spent their daytime classes discussing among themselves.

At night, in the training room.

Fang Ping had just arrived when Zhao Lei piped up, "Fang Ping, it seems it's time for the class monitor to change, isn't it?"

If he had not mentioned it, Fang Ping would not have remembered.

When he brought this up, Fang Ping furrowed his eyebrows. "I nearly forgot. The 20 credits last month haven't been given to me yet. Is this your doing?"

"Hmph!"

Zhao Lei huffed, clearly a little scornful.

'My doing?

'My doing, my ass!'

In MCMAU, what rights did the students have to take any actions? Fang Ping really overestimated him!

"I made the decision."

At this moment, Tang Feng stepped inside, saying casually, "The school's credits aren't just randomly given. Last month, everyone was out. Two rotations have passed, and nobody's challenged it, so the credits are not going to be given for now.