Ma Wencai considers himself a very knowledgeable person.
After discovering how strong the set of pens was, Ma Wen instantly knew that he had taken advantage of Jin Qing.
In fact, Jin Qing has always felt mysterious to him.
Jin Qing's ability to retrieve things out of thin air is mysterious.
Jin Qing's strength is very mysterious.
Jin Qing's appetite is very mysterious.
Jin Qing's ability to make iron tools with his bare hands is mysterious.
The most mysterious thing is that Jin Qing never seems to have any intention of hiding her special features.
In other words, she is confident enough to protect herself.
In other words, she felt that she would not reveal her secret...
Each of these two possibilities made Ma Wencai feel uncomfortable.
Taking his eyes away from the pen standing in the center of the table, Marvin turned his head and looked around.
But he found that everyone was looking at him in surprise.
Knowing that he might not be able to pull out the pen, Ma Wencai didn't hesitate and just slapped the pen off the table.
Hearing a muffled sound of "pop", Ma Wencai said: "..." He had a bad premonition.
But after seeing everyone's even more surprised looks, Ma Wencai said calmly: "The iron pen is very effective in training wrist strength. If you encounter any danger in the future, a pen can unexpectedly stab the opponent to death."
While he was talking, Ma Wencai's feet hidden under the table were secretly rubbing the pen nailed to the ground.
Sure enough, no matter how hard he tried, the pen remained motionless.
The students exclaimed that practicing calligraphy with a stylus had such an effect.
Brother Wencai seemed proud and indifferent, but he didn't expect that he was even willing to share such important news with them. It was really admirable.
Everyone thought about it and looked at Ma Wencai excitedly.
At this moment, Ma Wencai's image in their hearts has risen to a new level.
Ma Wencai's face remained calm, and he was thinking of ways to drive these people away.
Just as he was thinking about how to escape, he heard a high-pitched scolding voice coming from behind him: "Ma Wencai, how could you damage the table in the academy."
Ma Wencai felt agitated in his heart: Why is this person so endless?
The person speaking was none other than Zhu Yingtai.
After the initial stage of avoiding Ma Wen, Zhu Yingtai returned to her old habit of looking at problems from a critical perspective.
Especially when dealing with Ma Wencai, Zhu Yingtai often uses triple soul torture.
Ma Wencai, how could you bully your classmates?
Ma Wencai, how could you be so disrespectful to your teacher?
Ma Wencai, how could you treat your own book boy like this?
The above conversations took place in the competition field, training field, classroom, and canteen.
Hearing Zhu Yingtai's voice, everyone frowned in disgust, gave Ma Wencai a sympathetic look, and left in a hurry.
When everyone hated Ma Wencai, Zhu Yingtai, who mainly targeted Ma Wencai, became a big hero in everyone's eyes.
No matter what she does, she will be brought into a heroic aura.
But now, through Zhu Yingtai's continuous efforts during this period, the image of Ma Wencai and Zhu Yingtai in everyone's minds has been completely reversed.
This Zhu Premier League is really annoying. They have never seen someone with such a strong desire to control, as if everyone should act according to his preferences.
In order to prevent Zhu Yingtai from sticking to them, the students gave Ma Wencai an encouraging look and then quickly returned to their seats.
He was afraid that he would be bitten by Zhu Yingtai if he was not careful.
Marvin let out a sigh of relief at first. He really didn't like the feeling of being watched, so this was fine.
Then he sat down without looking back, showing no intention of talking to Zhu Yingtai.
Zhu Yingtai was embarrassed. She gritted her teeth angrily, threw away Liang Shanbo's hand holding her, walked quickly to Ma Wencai, and confronted Ma Wencai: "Ma Wencai, how could you damage the college's belongings. "
Ma Wencai sat down as if he didn't hear her. In his mind, he had never cared about women.
In the past, when she gave advice to her classmates, everyone would accept it humbly with a smile.
Zhu Yingtai had experienced such neglect from Ma Wencai.
Realizing that she was being treated as nothing by Ma Wencai, a senseless anger instantly surged into Zhu Yingtai's heart.
She slapped the table angrily: "I'm going to tell the mountain chief."
However, Ma Wencai calmly took out a handkerchief from his arms and carefully wiped it across the place where Zhu Yingtai had just touched.
Then he threw the handkerchief into the paper tube aside.
Although he didn't speak, his actions clearly showed the unspoken "dirty" word.
This expression of disgust made Zhu Yingtai couldn't help but take a step back, and her eyes turned slightly red.
Ma Wencai's action just hit Zhu Yingtai's heart. Zhu Yingtai kicked Ma Wencai's desk angrily, and then ran out of the classroom without looking back.
Ma Wencai was obviously not a sympathetic person. He shouted at Zhu Yingtai's back: "Don't forget to tell me, you just damaged the table in the academy."
This woman's strength was so strong that the table legs shook.
Liang Shanbo finally looked up from the sea of knowledge. After discovering Zhu Yingtai running away, he hurriedly ran out to chase: "Premier League, Premier League..."
707 asked helplessly to Jin Qing who was squatting outside the window: "Host, look at Ma Wencai's incomparable grace and virtue, are you still planning to drag Zhu Yingtai to his side?" Isn't this a trick to Zhu Yingtai?
Jin Qing chewed the meat sticks he had hunted last night: "Let's pick the bigger one among you. Ma Wencai is better than Liang Shanbo in terms of looks, brains, character, and family background. He also has a deep love for Zhu Yingtai. Why don't I Help him."
707: "...Besides his family background, what else does Ma Wencai have that is better than Liang Shanbo?" And these two people must be disgusted with each other now.
Jin Qing was still stuffing things into his mouth: "None of the three are good things, but Liang Shanbo is so shameless that I can't stand it."
707: "...Are you saying that Liang Shanbo is poor?"
Jin Qing snorted: "I'm talking about character, character. In your heart, am I so superficial?"
707: "..." Believe me, you are much more superficial than I thought.
After quietly complaining about Jin Qing, 707 finally became serious: "Host, why don't you like Liang Shanbo? He is loyal and honest. Except that he is rich without Marvin, he is much better than Marvin."
In 707's memory, Jin Qing rarely showed his dislike for someone so obviously, and Liang Shanbo didn't know what he had done.
707 is a little confused. Is it really not about money?
Feeling that he had discovered something remarkable, 707 quickly lowered his profile and asked Jin Qing humbly: "Host, why do you dislike Liang Shanbo."
Tell him quickly and listen, he will die of curiosity.
Jin Qing's mouth was full: "Don't you think this person is fake?"
