The sharp sound never stopped in Mo Fan's ears...
Ai Tutu had actually been going back to the room angrily for a long time, but his roar was so demonic that he couldn't calm down for a long time.
Lying on the sofa, Mo Fan let out a long sigh of relief.
Boss Zhankong should have said hello to these people. Although he has not received definite news that he is alive, he is not completely dead like the outside world.
Come to think of it, during this period of time, many people are worried about themselves.
This feeling of being cared about is really good. The open-minded mentality of one person having enough to eat and the whole family not being hungry is ultimately self-deception. Everyone needs a sense of existence. If your life and death are insignificant in the eyes of others, especially those who gradually care about you, It's really better to die or start over somewhere else.
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The morning is bright, and the leaves that fell from last night are still covered with the paths of the school, and they are also gently rippling on the small lake. There is a gloomy autumn feeling...
Mo Fan, who slept until dawn, stepped into the Pearl Academy with his two beautiful roommates. How wonderful and light-hearted he was!
In other dramas about domineering CEOs, the girl on the left has a childish face with big breasts, and the right is dignified and elegant, walking in a domineering and carefree manner, with such a cynical look that even the school tyrants and academic tyrants would bow down. Chen's smile and playful eyes can radiate "I, Ye Liangchen, have a hundred ways to play with you" if anyone without eyesight comes to block the way...
Mo Fan felt that he was already very close to this state. The only thing left behind was that the two beautiful women were not cooperative at all. They were not standing beside him like a gentle and virtuous little bird, but the arrogant young lady holding each other's arms. Get ahead of the curve.
"Sister Mu, that's Lin Tingyu, Zhou Shuming's bastard!" Ai Tutu said as she walked on the campus avenue, pointing at a man in front of her.
The man had sharp ears and immediately turned around, looked at Ai Tutu and Mu Nujiao up and down, and then glanced at Mo Fan who was very close to the two women.
"Hey. Miss Ai has changed her follower again? Next time, I want to change her to a fair and handsome one. If I find someone with such an appearance, Miss Ai is sure that it will work well? Or is this your new one? If the hired shield is a shield, it should be pretty good. But don’t let our boss Zhou Shuming knock you down with a move like last time. It’s useless but not useful.” A whitewashed man followed a handsome young man. The male student came over, not afraid of the title of the Little Witch of Aitutu student, and said in an even more bold tone.
Young Master Fen spoke in a scornful tone, and Mo Fan silently thought of the word "sissy" in his mind. I grabbed it and stuck it on the forehead of this young man...
Wait, this guy just insulted himself! !
Mo Fan got angry and strode in front of the fan boy. He stared at the guy who was half a head shorter than him with a pair of bright black eyes: "What did you just say!"
Young Master Fen was not afraid at all, he raised his head slightly and looked at Mo Fan, with a sneer on his face: "I said you were a follower, did it annoy you? Then let me guess which family you are, the chief disciple or something like that... …”
Mo Fan grabbed the pink boy's beautiful bow tie, glared at him and said fiercely: "Open your dog eyes for me and see my face clearly, there's nothing about it that's not so handsome!!"
Ai Tutu on the side almost stepped on her high heels when she heard Mo Fan's confident question. She even had the urge to slap Mo Fan to death.
Mu Nujiao's lips twitched slightly. I'm really speechless about this guy.
"Boy, I suggest you release your claws as soon as possible, otherwise I, Lin Tingyu, cannot guarantee that you will have to hold your hands in your mouth and go to the school infirmary to beg the healing teacher to pick them up for you!" Lin Tingyu's voice suddenly changed. Very cold.
He allowed Mo Fan to tug on his tie, but his eyes were already filled with chills, and his temperament was completely different from the effeminate appearance just now!
"It's quite embarrassing. You insulted me. If I had already thrown you on the road as an insole before, I would never give you a chance to say it again." Mo Fan showed no intention of letting go.
The two of them were at war with each other in an instant. If breath could really be seen, it would have condensed into two small universes that collided fiercely, clinging to the two of them.
"Remember this sentence!" Lin Tingyu, who was full of coldness, said in a cold voice.
While saying this, a tall man walked over from the other side.
This person is full of energy. The people who were gathered around on the way here all moved out of the way, and they all looked like they were gloating that someone was going to have bad luck.
"What's the matter, Tingyu?" The tall man came over, looking like a school bully. Even when asking, he nodded and smiled at Mu Nujiao very politely.
It seems that this person is coming to take charge of the overall situation!
"Brother Dongfang, you have also seen... I hate people touching my bow tie the most in my life!!" Lin Tingyu said.
"Some things just get used to." Mo Fan said with a smile.
Mo Fan is also really mean-spirited. When others commented on his inverse scales, he went out of his way to pull hard and pull the flower-like bow tie off Lin Tingyu's neck.
Lin Tingyu was about to run away in an instant, but the man with the surname Dongfang stopped him.
"You're dead!!" Lin Tingyu pointed at Mo Fan. The anger has been raised to another level.
Mo Fan threw away the tie casually, glanced at Lin Tingyu provocatively and said: "Men are not suitable for wearing such flowery bow ties, they are too sissy. I am trying to help you."
Lin Tingyu's face turned pale.
He was about to speak, but Mo Fan spoke first: "Don't tell me, you hate people calling you a sissy..."
"I'm going to kill you!!!" Lin Tingyu was about to pounce on him. If there weren't so many people, he would even use magic.
The man with the Dongfang surname on the side immediately grabbed Lin Tingyu and dragged the young man out of the crowd...
A group of people waiting to see the show made a sound of surprise.
Lin Tingyu's repairman never ignored the occasion, so why did he leave like this.
Could it be that the person who dared to insult Lin Tingyu had a strong background?
…
"How strange, they just left like this?" Ai Tutu said with some unfinished thoughts.
"Mo Fan, do you know Dongfang Ming?" Mu Nujiao looked at Mo Fan, as if she had seen through something.
Mo Fan shrugged and said nonchalantly: "I don't have much impression. I lost to eight thousand geniuses if not ten thousand."
Not far away, Dongfang Ming staggered obviously as he pulled the young master Lin Tingyu away...
Just a little bit away, Dongfang Ming, who was forever deprived of his qualifications as a judge, came back with Lin Tingyu, who was out of control! (To be continued.)
