Since he entered the second class of the third grade of high school, the young man has been tapping the basketball gently. His tall body stands straight like an iron tower, his cold eyes are slightly narrowed, the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, and he is in a trance even if he is not smiling.
With a hint of laziness and an arrogant smile, sneer!
In an instant, almost all the girls in the second class of the third grade of high school, except for Ling Xuejiao, focused their attention on this young man. Some girls held their faces in their hands like a nymphomaniac and said in a cooing voice: "Wow, okay.
handsome!"
"It's him, Gao Junye."
"As expected of one of Tenglong's top three school heroes, so cool!"
"Oh my god, why did Gao Jun come to our class? Oh, damn, if I had known, I shouldn't have gone to school without makeup in the morning."
Some girls quickly took out mirrors, combs, compacts, etc. from the drawers under the table, and hurriedly powdered their faces, fixed their hairstyles, etc.
Calmly, the young man spoke, word for word, very rhythmically: "Who...is Leng Xuan?"
His soft voice, without any trace of human emotion, and his handsome appearance made dozens of girls' hearts beat wildly and they were intoxicated.
After Li Mengjie came in from Gao Jun, she had already vaguely guessed something. After hearing this, she couldn't help but look back at Leng Xuan. There was a weird smile in her eyes as if she was watching a good show. She pushed aside and was playing with a luxury brand mobile phone.
Ling Xuejiu, who was playing the game, she laughed in a low voice: "Xuejiu, we have another good show to watch. Gao Jun is a famous Taekwondo master in the school. Although he is not as good as Wang Shuze and Tang Mo, he can be regarded as a big shot in the school.
Well. Tell me, can your bodyguard Leng beat him?"
Ling Xuejiu expressed dissatisfaction with being interrupted while playing the game. She glared at Li Mengjie, rolled her eyes and said, "Whether I can pass or not is not my problem, don't bother me!" In fact, although she said this,
Still couldn't help but look at Leng Xuan, and he was also curious in his heart. Leng Xuan had beaten Wang Shuze away with one punch before, but now, what would his strength be like if he faced Gao Jun head-on?
Leng Xuan was originally chatting with Zhao Xiaotian, but he didn't expect that a tall man suddenly appeared and wanted to find him by name? He sighed in a low voice, raised his head slightly, and glanced at the man standing on the podium with his arms around a cowhide blue ball.
Gao Jun found that the boy was really handsome and had a very special aristocratic aura. No wonder the female classmates in the class went crazy for him.
Standing up, Leng Xuan looked directly at the other person and said lightly: "I am."
He did not recognize Gao Jun, but when the female classmates in the class exclaimed just now, they had already mentioned the name Gao Jun. In addition, when the classmates in the class were talking about his relationship with Su Yurou, they also mentioned Gao Jun's pursuit of Su Yurou for two years.
At that moment, I vaguely guessed Gao Jun’s intention.
Sure enough, Gao Jun raised his brows and glanced at Leng Xuan with a pair of sharp and cold eyes. When he saw that the boy in front of him was dressed in shabby clothes, he was just a country bumpkin as rumored. He immediately frowned slightly and a contemptuous and sarcastic smile appeared.
From the corner of his mouth, he said in a cold and slow voice: "Listen, Su Yurou is mine. No one is allowed to come close!"
The cold voice was like an imperial edict from an ancient emperor, with a taste of contempt for all living beings!
When he finished speaking, Gao Jun had already turned around and was about to leave, because he knew that few people in the school dared to disobey what he had said, so he felt that there was no need for him to stay any longer.
Go up and beat that kid up? It would only be a loss of status. He is a person who takes his status very seriously!
"Really?" Just when Gao Jun had walked to the door, leaving only a figure behind, a faint, vague and somewhat mocking voice came out: "If I think you are farting,
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