Huh? Who are you? A group of question marks flashed above my head.
Why did the director who was there just now disappear in a blink of an eye? Have everyone in Yuanhai Academy practiced Lingbo Weibu? I quickly looked around and found the figure of the director pacing with his hands behind his back fifty meters away. Now The situation is that I don’t have to be expelled from school and can still continue my happy high school life?
Long live Lord Buddha! I cheered from the bottom of my heart. Hey, no, the Buddha is not dead. It should be, long live Feng Wusha, long live the director!
"Such a high wall."[
Lan Xiyan's words successfully diverted my attention to look at him.
"How?" I looked at him condescendingly
"I think you'd better crawl." He announced carefully, stroking his chin.
"Climb?" I yelled in disbelief. He thought I was a gecko with hundreds of hairs on its bottom, so I kicked you into a mess. Huh, he actually asked me to crawl down - an annoying guy who didn't understand the situation at all!
"Otherwise you think you can jump down." He glanced at the wall, then glanced at me from the corner of his eye, and said matter-of-factly.
"Of course I" can't jump. I lowered my head and threw my schoolbag to Lan Xiyan who was standing under the wall and smiled. After he put his schoolbag away, I slowly stepped on his hand with my eyes closed. Climb down the wall.
Oh my god, don’t let me lose my arms and legs. I will be the only person in charge of the Lingsha Group in the future. If I lose my arms, it will affect my ability to become a business weirdo in the future. So, I am careful, very careful. , very, very carefully, he climbed onto the wall with both hands and swayed with his legs to find a foothold.
Two minutes later, I finally reached the ground safely and breathed a big sigh of relief.
“Small lotus paste buns.”
I glanced at Lan Xiyan, who was sizing me up, and gave me a sanitary eye for free. I raised my head and chest out and answered, "What are you doing?"
"Do you like pink?" He raised his eyebrows and snickered.
"Pink?" I looked at him confusedly, pink, is there anything related to pink on me? How did it get involved in the color?
It was really strange, I looked at him suspiciously.
What does he mean by smiling sullenly for a while and grinning for a while? I stared blankly at the expression on his face. Is there a grain of rice on my face? At this time, the school