Murong Yun's voice sounded again: "Can you lend me the collection of poems you are holding?"
A playful smile appeared at the corner of Chen Chao's mouth. This Murong Yun made him attracted, but he was attracted by his heart. He didn't have the body of a tiger to exude the aura of a king and let beautiful women throw themselves into his arms. That was a plot only found in stallion novels, conquering a powerful person.
A beautiful woman with temperament and academic qualifications who doesn't have extraordinary abilities is all nonsense. She wants to spend money on her. Maybe she is richer than Ni, so at this moment, Chen Chao is a little surprised, but it's just amazing.
"Why?"
Murong Yun was slightly shocked, because every boy in the school would put on a flattering smile to please her whenever the teacher told her, but this junior didn't seem to accept this favor. Of course, she didn't either
It was obvious that Chen Chao did this on purpose to attract her attention. It was not like she had never seen such low-level behavior before.
Murong Yun quickly suppressed her shocked expression and said with a very calm expression, "I'll wait for you to finish reading."
After she finished speaking, she turned and left.
This time it was Chen Chao's turn to be surprised, and then the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more playful. It seems that conquering this girl is a difficult mathematical problem, especially this kind of girl who is more than a princess. It doesn't cost a little.
That's totally nonsense.
Chen Chao hurriedly walked out of the office with a copy of Tagore's "Collected Poems" under his arm.
"Wait a minute." Chen Chao called Murong Yun when Murong Yun walked to the pavilion. It must be said that her back view can also make any man excited, her ass is very upturned.
Murong Yun stopped as a girl and as a person with a good tutor.
She could hear the boy who was trying to attract her attention in the library just now.
Chen Chao walked up to Murong Yun and said, "Here you go, I'm sorry just now."
Murong Yun smiled and did not take the book. She politely declined Chen Chao's kindness: "I wanted to read this book just now but I don't want to read it now."
Chen Chao touched his nose and was rejected, but this aroused his desire to conquer even more. He pretended to be relaxed and put away the poetry collection, and invited with an impeccable smile: "Can I treat you to a meal?"
Facing Chen Chao's fake deep smile, Murong Yun felt a little helpless in her heart. Why do some boys just say this?
"Sorry, I don't eat with people I don't know well."
Murong Yun smiled and refused to leave.
Chen Chao touched his nose again. The impact of these words was so powerful.
If he had been beaten by others, he would have been discouraged, but Chen Chao, a man who aspired to be a playboy, had a tough mind.
"Murong Yun? That's interesting. I will definitely let you take back what you said before." Chen Chao's eyes were confident and evil as he looked at Murong Yun who was gradually walking out of sight.
"Give me the book." A commanding voice was heard saying to Chen Chao.
Chen Chao looked back and saw two young men standing behind him. The young man on the left was extremely handsome, wearing very delicate and attractive gold-rimmed glasses and Versace clothes. He was dressed like a rich young man.
The young man on the right is about 1.7 meters tall and has a short head, but his appearance is not flattering. The more he looks at him, the more obscene he becomes, just like a gangster on the street.
After hearing this, I realized that these two boys were Murong Yun's escorts.
Chen Chao could have given him the book of Tagore's poems, but this young man's tone was too commanding, and his eyes were extremely arrogant, as if he would put a hot face on a cold butt.
Chen Chao shrugged his shoulders and said in a cynical tone: "Here you are? Is this book from the library? Is there a name written on it? Or do you want to take this book and run up to Murong Yun to please him?
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The young man on the left didn't say anything, but looked at Chen Chao's mocking face with cold eyes.
"Boy, you probably don't know what death means." The young master on the right shouted angrily, looking like he was taking advantage of others, "You are simply seeking death by going against our F4."
"F4?" Chen Chao blinked. He had never heard of such an F4 group on campus, but he knew with his bare bones that this so-called group must be some young boy group that specifically flaunts his awesome status.
, Chen Chao has never had a good impression of this type of young master.
"Sorry, as far as I know f4 is out of date, your combination should change." Chen Chao looked sarcastically.
Xue Xin, the young man on the left who is also a member of F4, felt a flash of disgust. He was such an ignorant guy. He took out three hundred yuan from his wallet and threw it at Chen Chao's feet.
His meaning was obvious, and his eyes were full of arrogance.
"Three hundred yuan? Do you really think highly of me? My life is so valuable." Chen Chao shook his head and smiled, then picked up the three hundred yuan on the ground, glanced at Xue Xin, and said earnestly, "Prodigal son.
It turns out that’s how I was raised. It seems that your money belongs to me.”
Chen Chao had only one action in response to this behavior, which was to raise his middle finger.
The face of the young master on the right changed, and he was filled with anger. He stepped up and slapped him. However, the slap did not hit Chen Chao's face. Chen Chao strangled his wrist tightly, leaving beads of sweat on the young master's face.
, screaming like a dead father and mother, one can imagine the strength in Chen Chao's hands.
