Leng Yue held An Xiaolan's hand and patted the clean boy next to her with one hand.
"Brother Leng, can you not call me this name?"
The clean boy's face was filled with bitterness, and the students around him covered their mouths and snickered... He looked elegant, but his name was so obscene... Well, is this the opposite of everything?
"Who told you to be Yi Zihao?"
Leng Yue pulled the corners of her lips and joked... Let the mouse be decadent...
"Rat...if you don't leave, you will carry the table."
Muzi made a face and smiled brightly. The only thing she can bully is a mouse.. Haha!!
"No!!"
Yi Zihao, who was still feeling decadent and almost squatting in the corner to draw circles, immediately turned over like a salted fish when he heard the bar table. He jumped up and ran after him!!
More than 40 people from Class E skipped class collectively and marched to the billiards square!!
Some hooligans gathered together, and when they saw Leng Yue taking the lead, they couldn't help but hide aside... not daring to laze around on a large scale...
Soon, the entire square was occupied by people from Class E, and of course the last one came out to compete with Leng Yue.
The bitter look on his face.. The strong boy actually looked like he was about to cry.. He was so miserable that he was going to be embarrassed all over his house..
"You...are not going to cry?"
An Xiaolan directly poked someone's sore spot, causing the strong boy to flinch immediately.
"Okay!! Usually people who spar with Brother Leng will be like this!! Relax! I believe Brother Leng will be very gentle. Next time, be faster. Look at your long legs and feet... Why are you still doing this?
Run to the end?"
Mu Zilin comforted him, but in the end he just looked down upon him...