The corner of Jin Shaoyang's mouth twitched and he felt that the man in front of him was simply possessed by Tang Monk. Although he was very dissatisfied in his heart, his appearance was still noble and cool. He glanced at Yan Xiaoyu lightly, and his cold voice gave people a heart-warming and cheerful voice.
: "Teacher, I'm fine."
Yan Xiaoyu felt a little cold and took two steps back with a smile on her face: "It's okay."
I am so passionate!
The majority of rotten girls became excited in an instant, because Yan Xiaoyu was at a relatively low altitude. At this moment, he was standing in front of Jin Shaoyang with a smile, just like Xiao Shou looking at his own male silver with admiration!
However, at this moment, a shout suddenly came from the wall on the other side of the school: "Ci'ao!"
Yan Xiaoyu turned around in an instant and saw a boy with a flamboyant hairstyle and reflecting light falling on the wall. At this time, he climbed up with difficulty and picked up the Oreo Nutritional Express and the Oreo Nutritional Express that had fallen to the ground with his fall.
.....A pack of Hushubao?
Seeing this scene, Yan Xiaoyu suddenly felt tears well up in her eyes. She climbed over the wall in class just to buy snacks for her and protect her baby. She smiled sweetly.
This spirit of picking up girls is worth carrying forward by all young people. It is definitely conducive to the economic and cultural development of the Chinese nation and is in line with the laws of scientific development!
So at this moment, Yan Xiaoyu looked at him with eyes that unnaturally became full of admiration, and then he said passionately to the students of Class 7, Grade 2, "Salute and applaud the classmate in the corner!"
"Papa" applause rang out, and everyone on the playground turned their attention to the boy in the corner.
"Did you see him? That boy standing in the corner." Yan Xiaoyu stared at him closely, her voice was particularly affectionate: "The eyes are sharp and the temperament is unruly... He is wearing a school uniform with messy hair, but
The hand that holds Hu Shubao is so tight, showing his deep love for his wife! Living in this country with a serious imbalance in the ratio of men to women, in order to have successors, you must learn from him, although I am a
Physical education teacher, but I think nothing in this world is more important than having a wife, let alone..."
The corners of Yan Xiaoyu's mouth curled up ambiguously, and a strange golden light appeared in his eyes: "What's more, isn't exercising well just to spice up your married life in the future?"
Fight for the chance to shoot until dawn! Yan Xiaoyu silently uttered a sentence in his heart == The delicate brows wrinkled. When the boy heard Yan Xiaoyu’s words, he unconsciously held Hushubao’s hand tighter, plastic packaging
He was almost deformed. He felt that Yan Xiaoyu was humiliating him now.
So he snorted coldly and walked towards Yan Xiaoyu's position. The person in front of him became more and more clear with his delicate cheeks and smile like an angel. People couldn't help but want to get closer, but that golden hair
The reflected sunlight makes people feel a bit dazzling.
Is there sarcasm in that smile?
The young man stood still and looked straight at Yan Xiaoyu, as if he wanted to see something from his calm eyes.
However, Yan Xiaoyu only slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and his dark eyes reflected the light which was a little unclear, but the elegance and nobility on his body could not be discounted in any way.
".........supperman!" Li Yibo, who was squinting and raising his lips as thin as cicada wings, spoke softly as he looked at Yan Xiaoyu who was bathing in the sunshine across from him, holding a Shubao in his hand.
The delicate and elegant eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and Yan Xiaoyu looked at him and felt a little familiar: "Classmate, have I seen you somewhere?"
The young man raised his lips sarcastically, he had indeed seen it before.
Lowering his eyes, he looked straight into his dark but particularly seductive eyes: "Did you forget that in the classroom of Class 1, Grade 7?"
Yan Xiaoyu blinked and seemed to be thinking. He always had a bad memory, especially when he often couldn't remember people he had met. Of course, to be precise, he didn't want to remember those people at all. In fact, although he seemed to have a bad memory,
He was smiling, but in fact Yan Xiaoyu was no different from Jin Shaoyang. As long as his own safety or interests were not involved, then everyone was nothing to do with him.
But his own persistence has always existed, emitting his own light in the darkness, attracting the attention of countless people.
It probably took a long time for Yan Xiaoyu to have some impression. After all, almost no one in this school would do his hair in such a weird way, so he smiled and nodded: "So it's you, buddy, are you a freshman this year? I
I deeply admire your courage, but you must know that in Chinese schools, especially formal schools like this, there is no need for warriors."
"Huh?" Li Yi raised his eyebrows but his face was still full of anger. He was really angry when Yan Xiaoyu looked down on him last time, so he remembered this person.
"Do you know Li Kai? That old Mediterranean man is a pervert who destroys the physical and mental health of teenagers. If he saw your hair, I doubt he could shave you bald. He doesn't understand what art is and what youth is.
, sometimes I really doubt that this old man came from the Qin Dynasty, and if he saw you climbing the wall to go shopping just now, I guess you will die. I don’t even know, he...
....”
Yan Xiaoyu narrated Li Kai's atrocities with a face full of hatred as if he had experienced it. However, he did not notice that the boy's face was getting darker and darker. Finally, he interrupted Yan Xiaoyu coldly, his voice almost cold.
Suffocating: "Are you done?"
Yan Xiaoyu swallowed his saliva and asked, "Is this guy frightened or something? Why does Mao have the guts to be possessed by Sadako?"
But Yan Xiaoyu never treats his mouth badly, so he replied with a smile: "I haven't finished yet. This heroic deeds in the Mediterranean can't be finished for three days and three nights!"
The corners of his mouth were full of sarcasm, but the young man's eyes turned sharp when he looked at Yan Xiaoyu.
"Then don't say it." Li Yibo narrowed his eyes dangerously with a cold face, looking at Yan Xiaoyu with a look of hatred: "Your name is Yan Xiaoyu, right?"
He didn't understand why the air pressure suddenly became so low, but Yan Xiaoyu still nodded extremely calmly: "Yes."
"Very good." The young man almost said these two words through gritted teeth and turned around to leave: "Please also remember my name: Li Yibo."
The voice was full of anger, as if something was about to burst out in the next second.
Yan Xiaoyu has seen many people angry and wandering in the dark forces. He is well aware of this angry and dark emotion, but he doesn't know what he said wrong.
Just as he leisurely walked back to the front of the team in Class 7 of Eighth Year, someone suddenly said: "Teacher Yan, that kid just now is Li Kai's only son!"
ah!?!
Yan Xiaoyu opened her mouth slightly and felt the urge to scold her mother. No wonder she was so angry. It turned out that Li Kai's Mediterranean was his father?
Damn it! Yan Xiaoyu cursed in his heart but shrugged helplessly. Swearing me in front of my son will definitely make people hate him? But it doesn’t matter. I have done this kind of stupid thing a lot before.
, at most the soldiers can come and cover it up with water and earth.
Yan Xiaoyu didn't take this matter too seriously, but when he got out of school in the evening, he was blocked in the alley behind the school.
There were more than a dozen people on the other side, all of them holding baseball bats in their hands, smoking cigarettes in their mouths, and looking awesome.
Because it was near the school, Yan Xiaoyu subconsciously didn't want to do anything.
He looked at the dozen or so people with a smile: "Which road are you on?"
One of the leaders, a dark muscular man, looked at Yan Xiaoyu fiercely: "On the sidewalk!"
In fact, the joke was quite cold, but Yan Xiaoyu suddenly wanted to laugh. Of course, if he was not the one surrounded here at this moment, he might actually laugh.
The expression on his face became serious and calm, and his dark eyes stared at them sharply, calm but not arrogant: "Who sent you here? I will only ask once, it is up to you whether to answer or not."
The desolateness in the young voice seemed to be invisible and distant, and the long eyelashes trembled slightly, but there was no trace of life.
Yan Xiaoyu no longer looked like he was teasing in school, now Yan Xiaoyu was arrogant and arrogant, and it was really easy to live with his usual attitude towards life.
-------Although the trouble ahead is a bit tricky.
"Li Yibo." The leading man uttered three words coldly and then smiled contemptuously: "Why are you afraid?"
Yan Xiaoyu smiled even more disdainfully, his raised lips revealed a sexy yet infinite cruelty, and his words were full of pressure: "Yes, because I'm afraid of getting revenge!
"
Seeing Yan Xiaoyu's confident look, some younger brothers who were not familiar with the world took a step back. People who often walk on the line of death can easily feel the murderous intent of the other party, just like Yan Xiaoyu doesn't like it.
As close as Caesar.
The air seemed to have become solemn and no one spoke. Yan Xiaoyu silently lit a cigarette and then took a puff of it with enjoyment and blew out a beautiful smoke ring. Her delicate and soft facial features looked a bit charming through the clouds, but the corners of her mouth were slightly sweet.
The smile he made made everyone feel a bit intimidated.
The man in the lead frowned slightly when he saw this scene, but he raised his baseball bat at Yan Xiaoyu: "Come on, Mr. Bo said that he will be responsible if anything happens. This kid is just an ordinary teacher and nothing will happen to him.
!”
As if to embolden himself, after saying this, the leader rushed towards Yan Xiaoyu. Yan Xiaoyu did not take action but chose to run away. There was no other way. As he said, what he was best at was running.
!
Yan Xiaoyu is not a professional fighter, and all his fighting experience comes from his accumulation during school days.
Fast, accurate and ruthless but without any tricks.
Moreover, he clearly knew that he did not have any advantage in terms of physical strength. Even though he now had the ability to fight tooth and nail to defeat them, he could not completely get rid of Li Yibo's hatred.