Chapter 0072 Reminder

Chapter 0072 Reminder

In the classroom of the ninth class of the third year, one of the most beautiful places.

Liu Feifei sat in front of the window, wearing a pair of glassless black-framed glasses, holding her cheeks in one hand, making a scenery of her own.

"Shiyu, I heard that Director Yan was beaten by a junior in high school, it can't be Mo Fan's doing, right?"

"How is it possible, Xiao Fan is not so impulsive. Li Shiyu didn't raise her head, she was doing a math problem.

"Shall we go and see, just in case? ”

Li Shiyu stopped her pen at this time, picked up Liu Feifei's pointed chin with her fingers, and said with a smile:

"Fei Fei, you want to see my cousin so much, did you take a fancy to my cousin and invite me truthfully?"

"Fei Fei, what nonsense are you talking about, you don't know how to care about him as a cousin, what if it's him, wouldn't it be troublesome?" Liu Feifei's beautiful little face flushed slightly, then returned to normal, and said with a light smile.

"It's not that, it's the trouble to take you there, in case Tang Aotian and Chu Yuchen misunderstand, my cousin will really be in trouble. Li Shiyu lowered her head again as she spoke, but a sly smile curved into the corner of her mouth.

In addition to Wang Jingfei, the four young men in the East China Sea are Tang Aotian and Chu Yuchen, both of whom are Liu Feifei's suitors, letting these two know that Liu Feifei likes Mo Fan, which is even more serious than beating the director of the Political and Educational Department.

What's more, Mo Fan is not a child, so he will not be so impulsive.

"Well, it's really a cousin. Liu Feifei looked helpless, and also opened the test paper and began to do the questions.

……

In a luxurious billiards room outside the school, a boy with an extraordinary temperament is playing snooker with a man surrounded by several scantily clad beauties.

This boy is about the same age as Mo Fan, and he is not very handsome, but the calmness and stability revealed in his behavior are not convincing to his age.

This boy is Wang Jingfei, the richest person in Donghai Middle School.

At this time, a man named Du Yue hurriedly ran in.

"How is it, has that kid been taught a lesson?" Wang Jingfei asked indifferently, aiming at a pink ball.

"Nope. Du Yue touched the sweat on his forehead and said in a low voice.

"En?" Wang Jingfei stopped his movements and asked, "What's the matter?"

"That Mo Fan not only beat Song Zhong and his gang, but also beat Director Yan, no, to be precise, it was Mo Fan who forced Song Zhong to beat Director Yan, and forced Director Yan to fight back. Du Yue explained.

"Oh, that's a lot of guts. Wang Jingfei showed a surprised look, with a little force in his hand, an upside-down gold hook steadily hit the pink ball into the middle warehouse.

"Wang Shao, do you want us to kick him out of school first?" Du Yue asked.

Although Song Zhong beat Director Yan, Mo Fan also made a move, and this was enough to expel him from school.

Even if it wasn't enough, kicking Mo Fan out of school was just a matter of Wang Shao's words.

"Got him out, and how to clean him up, huh, cousin. Wang Jingfei said to his opponent.

This person is Yu Hai, the taekwondo coach who was driven away by Mo Fan yesterday.

"What my cousin said is that this kid dares to beat Song Zhong and Director Yan, obviously he doesn't take you seriously, and it is too cheap to fire him. Yu Haiyin said with a smile.

"What does Wang Shao mean?" Du Yue asked puzzled.

"What's going on over there Mo Guohua?" asked Wang Jingfei to a beautiful woman next to him.

This beautiful woman is more than 1.7 meters tall, with big golden hair, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her tall nose.

The convex and backward body is wearing a white OL suit, and the front of the shirt is wide open, and you can see the black lace bra and ...... inside

Because of the relatively tall figure, the skirt appears shorter, and most of the legs are exposed.

The figure of a senior model, the hot dress, the look makes people's blood boil.

There are as many as 6 such beauties around Wang Jingfei.

"I have been urged, Mo Guohua said that he will definitely be able to repay the money tomorrow. The big wave beauty laughed.

"Where is Wang Zihua?"

Mr. Wang said that he would not let Mo Guohua take a penny, so that Wang Shao could rest assured. The big wave beauty continued.

"Yes, that's good. Wang Jingfei smiled coldly and said to Yu Hai: "Wait, tomorrow he will come over to apologize, not only him, but his father will also beg for mercy, when the time comes, you can clean them up as you want." ”

"Thank you, cousin. Yu Hai smiled proudly, a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes.

Du Yue seemed to know Wang Jingfei's intentions, so he smiled, and then asked, "Where is the school?"

The school management is still waiting for Wang Jingfei's answer, as long as Wang Jingfei says a word, Mo Fan will be expelled.

"Let him do what he wants. ”

"Yes!"

……

In the second class of the third year, Director Yan and Song Zhong had already left in embarrassment after self-punishment, but the classroom was still not quiet.

"I've already called my dad, he can arrange for you to go to the second experimental middle school, which is similar to Donghai Middle School, you can leave quickly. Wang Yun clasped her hands on her chest and almost commanded.

A freshman who had just been here for two days first played Zhao Fei of the basketball team, drove away the taekwondo coach, and today beat the director of the political and educational office and Wang Jingfei's people.

She even moved out of her father's relationship to help this person who had known her for less than two days find a way out, she really didn't know if Mo Fan was crazy or she was crazy.

As soon as Wang Yun spoke, the entire class was stunned, including the frightened fat man.

The squad leader is usually fierce, but he didn't expect to be so enthusiastic.

Mo Fan is not surprised at all, the squad leader is actually a knife-mouthed tofu heart, loves to fight unevenly but sometimes hesitates, looks fierce, but is very soft-hearted, especially does not like to owe others favors, and helped him out in his previous life.

"Why do you want to go, I should be right?" Mo Fan asked with the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

Wang Yun frowned, angry to death.

Although Mo Fan stopped Song Zhong just now and helped her, these things were all because of Mo Fan.

She was kind enough to help Mo Fan, but this guy even refused.

"You know right from wrong, aren't you afraid of trouble?"

"Not even knowing right or wrong is the biggest problem. Mo Fan smiled disapprovingly.

"Do you know what you're talking about?" Wang Yun said speechlessly.

"I knew it was right, but I ran away, just like I didn't know what was right or wrong, just like the squad leader, I obviously wanted to be a painter, but I was ready to take the National People's Congress and continue to be an official. ”

In his previous life, Wang Yun gave up his favorite painting and was admitted to the National People's Congress, and after graduation, he was assigned to work in a county-level city.

However, the officialdom did not go well, coupled with her character who couldn't tolerate sand in her eyes, it didn't take long for her to be squeezed down.

The last time they met, Wang Yun was on the street helping people paint self-portraits.

"How do you know?" Wang Yun was stunned and looked at Mo Fan in surprise.

She likes to draw and has never told her classmates, how did Mo Fan know?

As soon as Mo Fan was about to speak, a big man in black clothes and sunglasses walked into the classroom, and saw Mo Fan hurriedly come over respectfully and whispered a few words in Mo Fan's ear.

Mo Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, the efficiency is really high, he found it so quickly.

"I have something to go out, ask for a leave, the class leader can consider it, I think your painting at Kyoto University is much more promising than the exam, you might as well try it." ”

Mo Fan reminded him, and when he left the classroom with the man in black, Wang Yun brainstormed.