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Chapter 112 You have to slap the face like this (5)

Ye Jian smiled and glanced at her and said indifferently: "There is more than a year left to stay under her. Classmate An, please be more restrained. After all, she is still our old age..."

A classmate suddenly came over and interrupted Ye Jian's words straight ahead.

"Sir Ye, I'm sorry!" The boy suddenly apologized. After saying that, he bent down deeply, "I hope you can get better results in the following exams and represent our country to participate!"

This change made Ye Jian's mouth slightly bent, and everything was so beautiful.

He smiled and said, "Thank you, I will work hard." After experiencing the storm, the rainbow has appeared.

From the distance from the teaching building to the canteen, Ye Jian has received apology from countless classmates, and also gained the kindness of countless classmates.

An Jiaxin's eyes were slightly wet, "Ye Jian, no one will say anything again in the future, and no one will dare to question you anymore."

"I'm not afraid of being questioned, nor am I afraid of being afraid of being afraid of others." Ye Jian, with a slightly cool eye, looked at the sky, and the sunlight passed through the clouds, splitting the darkness like a sharp sword, ushering in a ray of light. "I'm just afraid that I will stay in place, and finally, it will disappear into the world like a speck of dust."

"My efforts are not about proving something to them, but about... I want to live better, to live, do you understand?"

The last sentence is like an old man who has experienced vicissitudes of life. Using her lifelong experience, all persistence is just three words: live.

It was like a bell in the morning, hitting An Jiaxin's heart hard. This kind girl seemed to have grown up instantly and figured out many things in an instant.

Those who are close to red are red, and those who are close to ink are black.

Ye Jian's charm can always invisibly affect the life of people close to him.

Looking at Ye Jian who was being talked to by his classmates, the leaves in Ye Ying's hand were pulled into the green juice and dyed into her fingers. The anger was already rooted in her eyes and could never move away.

Liao Jian's figure flew past the lush trees, and Ye Ying then closed her sight and walked towards the famous "Reading Pavilion" in the school.

The reading pavilion is located in the middle of two teaching buildings, surrounded by tall trees and leaves. In the morning, many students will read in the morning.

There was no one in the reading pavilion at noon. Ye Ying walked along the bluestone road and saw Liao Jian holding a cigarette in his mouth, just like a young man in society, and he was not normal.

"Okay, my dad asked me to tell you that your dad will come back in two months." Ye Ying didn't like talking to such a poor student, but she couldn't be too far away. She could only feel wronged. "Also, have you asked for what I want you to do?"

When Liao Jian heard that his father would be able to come back in two months, the gloom on his face suddenly disappeared.

He looked around and quickly took out a passbook sample from his pants pocket, "This is my mother's little intention to you. You have put it away. You are waiting for Ye Jian's business. Our brothers know where she lives and can teach her a lesson at any time."

I just didn't expect that this girl actually lived in the recruits' gathering camp.

I coaxed Ye Ying first. When my father comes back, it’s not a matter of just a finger to deal with the little girl Ye Jian.

Someone walked out of the reading pavilion, for fear that someone would see him being with a poor student, Ye Ying immediately said, "Okay, go quickly. I will tell you how to do Ye Jian's business."

I am afraid I won’t be able to teach her a lesson recently, and countless pairs of eyes are staring at her... The whole school will know something happened!
Chapter completed!
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