When I heard this, I almost fell to the ground - could the person Zhou Zhuze was talking about be me?
"Then what?" I twitched the corners of my mouth, pretending to look at him expectantly. I clasped my hands in my heart and prayed, it's not me - it's not me - it's definitely not me.
"Then I was seen by the president who happened to be passing by." He smiled heartily and spread his hands to show me how to look at Senior Ouyang Liuli, who looked resentful under the clutches of the president.
"What next?" I twitched the muscles on my face, and it seemed that it was really me. Humph, it was all caused by Lan Xiyan, who had been killed a thousand times and was struck by lightning and was scorched, and kept pestering me for nothing.
It really pissed me off.
"Go on." He deliberately lengthened his voice, lifting my heart to my neck, and then exhaled before saying, "Then he was seen by our philanthropic president." [
I craned my neck and waited. Although it was very inappropriate to ask my senior sister to wait for me for five hours, I didn't confirm that I wanted to ask her out. I just had the intention to ask her to meet. Besides, what if I saw her?
There's no need to make it so grand and huddle in the school's luxurious dining hall without knowing what to do.
Okay, I admit, I didn't know what happened when I first arrived, and I was suspected of taking it out of context. However, there is no need to be so exaggerated that even the president intervenes in such a trivial matter.
Frightened, an idea suddenly came to my mind - could it be that they were discussing what to do with me?
"Um - senior." I tugged at his clothes with a shocked look on his face, "What are they going to do to the new student who made the senior wait for five hours?"
I changed my hand from grabbing Senior Zhou Zhuze's clothes to grabbing his collar. God, this idiot is going to grow. Could something tragic happen? I thought about it secretly, and decided to sneak away quietly.
At the scene, my feet immediately began to take small steps.
I moved my body - damn it, Zhou Zhuze, who should go to hell with Lan Xiyan, actually held my shoulder and wouldn't let go! Ah, I want to chew off your five-finger mountain! Sprinkle salt and fry it in the oil pan, then put it in
Add purple orchid, chili, seasonings, and eat on the barbecue!
Damn Wuzhi Mountain, Sun Wukong, who has been pressed under the Wuzhi Mountain for five hundred years, I can finally understand your pain! Damn it, damn it, it’s time to go