We'll pay you a tribute.

Although Chang Xiaoning was the class monitor, she was very thick-skinned. She discussed with Yue tingfeng,""Don't be like this, God Yue, are we all good classmates? Let us say goodbye. Can we pay our tribute?"

A few of the male students around him nodded."Yes, yes, we'll pay the tribute."

"I think we should just send each of them a photo of God Yue. We'll place it on our beds, every morning and night ..."

Yue tingfeng immediately grabbed a book and threw it at the boy.

"I'm not dead yet,"

The crowd burst into laughter. The boy wanted to Dodge, but he stopped and said,""I have to catch the book that God Yue threw at me. If I don't do well, I might just be able to get my divine power."

Yue tingfeng facepalmed. This bunch of Chuunibyou teenagers.

Although Yue tingfeng felt that the class was really noisy at times, he was quite happy in this class.

"Tsk," Lu xiuche sighed,"I think I can definitely make money if I sell your photos."