He has reminded Cheng Hao, and I believe Cheng Hao has also reminded his parents with the same words.
But if people don't take it seriously, if you go and complain, they will not only not appreciate it, but they will also feel dissatisfied!
Besides, all this is just his guess.
What if Yang Yujiang doesn’t have that kind of intention?
Or maybe Cheng Hao's parents have the means to suppress Yang Yujiang?
"By the way, Brother Yan, Wednesday is my mother's birthday, and I want to invite you to attend. Are you free?" Suddenly, Cheng Hao said.
"Okay, Wednesday, right? I will definitely go!"
As soon as Gao Yan nodded and agreed, the class bell rang.
This class is a class meeting class.
There are two main things. The first thing is to pay class fees, and the second thing is to come up with several programs for the class to participate in the New Year Party.
"Everyone sign up actively, don't ask me to call your name!" counselor Fan Xin said.
But after more than ten seconds of silence, no one took the initiative.
Fan Xin hated the fact that iron cannot become steel, and his eyes fell on Xu Lingfeng, the squad leader: "Xu Lingfeng, you are the squad leader, so it's not too much to put on a show, right?"
Xu Lingfeng bit the bullet and said: "It's not too much!"
Then, Fan Xin's eyes fell on Zhang Feifei, the art committee member: "Classmate Zhang Feifei, you are the art committee member, so it's not too much to put on a show, right?"
"It's not too much!" Zhang Feifei agreed happily.
Fan Xin's eyes scanned the classroom again, and finally landed on Yang Yue: "Classmate Yang Yue, how about you put on a show?"
"Okay, but I have a request!" Yang Yue said.
"What request?"
"I want Gao Yan to help me put on a show!" Yang Yue said loudly.
Upon hearing this, the boys in the class looked envious.
Fan Xin's expression was also somewhat meaningful, and he looked at Gao Yan: "Classmate Gao Yan, did you hear what Yang Yue said, what do you think?"
"Teacher Fan, I really don't have any artistic talent, why don't I find someone else!"
Gao Yan shook his head.
"I can assist classmate Yang Yue!"
At this time, Zhou Yuchao shouted loudly.
"I also apply to assist classmate Yang Yue!"
Another boy shouted after him.
Next, several boys took the initiative to apply.
Fan Xin asked Yang Yue: "If Gao Yan doesn't want to, Yang Yue, please choose one of these boys!"
"no!"
Yang Yue shook her head decisively: "I will help you with Gao Yan. As long as he is willing to help me, I guarantee that my program will be selected!"
"In that case, Gao Yan, please come and assist Yang Yue!"
Fan Xin stopped asking Gao Yan for his opinion and directly announced the result.
"Brother Yan, cowhide!"
Cheng Hao gave Gao Yan a thumbs up under the table.
Gao Yan was a little speechless. He really didn't know what was wrong with Yang Yue, but the counselor had already called his name, so he could only agree.
After all, Fan Xin had been nice to him before, and it was hard for him to refute the other person's face.
After a class is over.
Gao Yan was about to leave the classroom.
Yang Yue stopped him.
"Is something wrong?"
"Let's find a place to discuss what program to put on!" Yang Yue said.
"You acted confident just now. You should have a plan, right? Do you need to discuss it with me?" Gao Yan joked.
“Faith is faith, but there are no plans yet!”
Yang Yue said proudly: "You agreed to the counselor in front of the whole class. Are you trying to give up your choice?"
"Okay, then let's find a place to discuss it!"
Gao Yan did not refuse again.
A few minutes later.
In a private room of a cafe outside the school.
"Tell me, what do you want to do?"
Gao Yan stirred the coffee in the cup and seemed a little careless, but in fact, his insightful eyes were observing a car not far outside the coffee shop.
Through his insightful eyes, he has determined their identities as spies from the Lu family.
But the strength is not strong.
The strongest one is An Jin, and the other three are just Ming Jin.
"I have a plan. I will play the piano and you will dance with me!" Yang Yue said slyly.
"Dancing partner?"
Fortunately, Gao Yan hasn't drunk coffee yet, otherwise he would have to sneer at the woman in front of him: "Are you kidding me? I can't dance at all!"
"I'll teach you!"
Yang Yue said: "You look quite smart, you should be able to learn it soon."
"Don't learn!"
Gao Yan decisively refused.
"You don't have any sense of collective consciousness yet. Since you are here to help me, you have to listen to me!" Yang Yue said forcefully.
"You are overthinking. The most I can do is help you with your ideas. Don't ask me for performances."
Gao Yan did not accept this trick, and then he lowered his voice: "Yang Yue, I advise you not to go too far, otherwise, don't blame me for punishing you!"
While speaking, Gao Yan also waved his hand in the air.
As soon as she saw his gesture, Yang Yue recalled her memories and felt a hot feeling in a certain part of her body, but her eyes were a little more excited and she said provocatively: "You dare!"
Gao Yan stood up and sat down next to Yang Yue.
"What do you want to do? I advise you not to mess around?"
Yang Yue said with a trembling voice, not sure whether she was excited or scared.
"Give you a chance to reorganize your language!"
Gao Yan stared at her with a smile.
"No, I want you to dance with me. If you don't agree, I'll report it to the counselor and say you won't cooperate!" Yang Yue said very forcefully.
"It seems you are determined to get beaten!"
Gao Yan sneered, stretched out his hand, pulled Yang Yue and pressed him on his legs, and then pulled Yang Yue up towards the two perky buttocks.
"Crack!"
Along with a crisp sound, Yang Yue also made a muffled sound.
But the strange thing is that she didn't struggle.
If he observes Yang Yue's expression at this time, he will find that the other person bites his lips and closes his eyes, with a bit of shame and a bit of desire in his expression.
Seeing that the other party remained silent, Gao Yan raised his hand and gave her two more blows.
And asked: "Are you still a monster?"
"If you dare, beat me to death!" Yang Yue said, but her voice had a strong nasal sound.
"Provoke me, right?"
Gao Yan sneered and continued to raise his hand and lower it with a little more force.
In pain, Yang Yue couldn't help but groan in pain, but the other party still had no intention of begging for mercy.
For a while, Gao Yan also had a headache.
He straightened the other party's body, and then discovered that at this moment, Yang Yue actually closed her eyes and bit her lips, with a blush on her beautiful cheeks, exuding an alluring aura.
"Hey, are you okay?"
Gao Yan shook her arm.
At this time, Yang Yue opened her eyes, which were watery and seemed to be able to swallow up people's sight.
suddenly.
Yang Yue pounced on him without any warning. Gao Yan subconsciously thought that the other person wanted to bite him again, so he quickly reached out and pushed towards him.
Then, both of them were a little dumbfounded.
Because everything is soft where your hands touch it.
Yang Yue's cheeks became even redder, and she looked so pretty.
"Asshole, don't let go yet!"
Seeing that Gao Yan had no intention of letting go, Yang Yue couldn't help but cursed in shame.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to!"
Gao Yan quickly retracted his hand and apologized.
"Who knows!"
Yang Yue sneered.
"Then what do you want?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Yue screamed and gritted her teeth and spit out two words: "Dance!"
"no!"
"If you dare to refuse, I will sue you for being a hooligan!" Yang Yue threatened.
"Who knows?"
Gao Yan pouted: "Okay, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first!"
"return!"
Seeing Gao Yan leaving quickly, Yang Yue was so angry that she couldn't help but cursed: "Gao Yan, you stinky bastard, you know how to bully me!"
After cursing and cursing, she couldn't help but lie on the table and cry.
"Okay, such a big man is still crying, wipe it off!"
At this time, a voice rang in his ears. Yang Yue subconsciously looked up and found that the bastard had left and returned.
Gao Yan looked at the beautiful face with pear blossoms and rain in front of him, and suddenly felt a little moved. He stretched out his hand to wipe her tears with a tissue, and said gently: "Be good, don't cry!"