Wu Zheng was pulled by Xiaohua, found a seat and sat down. And the old pedant, at this time, was still nagging about his reasoning. It seems that this old man is still so happy. Regardless of the fact that others can understand, he is a professor who takes care of himself.

Those who read the book listened very carefully, and their eyes were reluctant to blink. It's Wu Zheng who thinks about it, this thing gets sleepy when he reads a book, and he dozes off all the time when he sits in a chair, and occasionally opens his eyes when he wipes his son. However, after two more glances at the book, I fell asleep unconsciously. For Wu Zheng, the words on it seem to have some hypnotic effects, and the taste is much worse than Xiaohua's Book of Sages.

Xiaohua is not as sleepy as Wu Zheng, but she also doesn't study seriously. Just kidding, he had already read through this Analect when he was eight years old, and now that he is learning it, he is naturally not interested. When I was bored, I began to look at my classmates in the classroom.

Most readers, Xiaohua can't look at it, and they don't bother to look at it. What caused him to rest a little was the dust that fell into the dust, and he came to study with a long sword on his back, and he was really afraid of losing it. In fact, at first glance, Xiaohua thought that Luochen was studying hard, but when he looked at it for the second time, he understood that it was still the typical Luochen, and it hadn't changed at all. The reason why Xiaohua can see it is because this product has taken all the books upside down.

Xiaohua is not the only student who looks around like this, but there are also a few rich children who are also looking around like Xiaohua. The next moment, Xiaohua looked at her, and there should have been some sparks, but in fact it didn't. On the contrary, those rich children also smiled politely at Xiaohua, which gave Xiaohua goosebumps.

There is no so-called time limit for this class, and around noon, Wu Zheng's stomach began to rumble, and he woke himself up from his dream. And the old pedant, as if he was also hungry, did not say anything like the end of class, and left quietly by himself, leaving a crowd of people staring at each other.

Then, the people who walked out the door were the readers. When they passed by Wu Zheng's seat, they seemed to see something dirty, and they all looked down on their toes. Wu Zheng seems to be despised again. What's wrong with him? Wu Zheng couldn't help but ask himself, isn't it just that there is a hara on the collar and sleeves, as for it?

Xiaohua pulled Wu Zheng with a smile, and woke up the dust in a daze, and was just about to leave, but suddenly he was surrounded by those rich children. Xiaohua squinted her eyes, this group of people is really useless. Not only is it not good at reading, but cultivation is also worthy of the mortal realm, and in their group, Wu Zheng can almost do it alone.

Thinking of this, Xiaohua patted Wu Zheng's shoulder again and said, "I'll leave it to you." ”

When Wu Zheng heard this, his face suddenly turned into a crying face. The injury just now has recovered, but it seems that Xiaohua is ready to let herself be injured again.

"Don't worry, my son believes in you. Xiaohua showed that evil smile and raised her eyebrows at Wu Zheng.

Wu Zheng's face became more and more ugly, this was to push himself into the fire pit. Pit once a day can no longer satisfy Xiaohua's desire, and pit yourself again is the second time.

"No, you can't. Wu Zheng was just halfway through his words, when he suddenly saw Xiaohua raise his foot. Suddenly, the memory of being kicked off came to my mind. So Wu Zheng hurriedly changed his words: "Yes, I can." After that, I was worried that Xiaohua wouldn't believe it, so I nodded heavily.

At that moment, Xiaohua smiled, Wu Zheng's ramming goods is not incurable.

Wu Zhengchang sighed, clenched his fists and aimed at the group of rich children, and shouted, "Come on." ”

When the rich children heard this, they were all stunned, and they all stared at each other with big eyes. Those innocent little eyes, as if to say, "Who am I, where am I?" and countless soul torture hit their hearts.

After being silent for a long time, sweat began to flow from Wu Zheng's brain. He has always been firm in his belief that I don't understand if the enemy is immobile. As a result, Wu Zheng turned into a life-size statue, posing motionless.

Luochen was carrying a sword on his back and wearing the clothes of a college student, feeling very incongruous. It seems that this thing was born to wear black clothes, and other colors really don't match him. At this moment, he said lightly: "I'll come." After that, he drew his sword and rushed forward.

Xiaohua was still smiling proudly, but when he suddenly saw the action of falling dust, he was frightened, and hurriedly stopped him and said, "No need, Wu Zheng can do it." ”

The action of falling dust stopped, and she slowly resumed her standing in a daze, which made Xiaohua breathe a sigh of relief. If the dust falls, it is estimated that it will be another bloody storm. Beiliang City is a place where there is a king's law, and His Majesty the Emperor said that he would not be allowed to kill people.

At this moment, those rich children are also deadlocked, what is the situation here, why is this person in front of him stunned and does not move? Finally, a small young man was bold and said in the direction of Xiaohua: "Idol, can you take this thing away." As he spoke, he cautiously stretched out his finger and pointed at Wu Zheng, as if he was afraid of being bitten by a dog.

As soon as these words came out, the people around them also hurriedly said: "Yes, idol, take this thing away, it's not good to bite us." ”

At this moment, Wu Zheng was injured again, and his heart ached faintly. What do you mean by biting you, what do you take me for? Precious dog breed? Wu Zheng's heart is broken.

It's Xiaohua, when she heard the word idol, she suddenly felt a lot more relaxed. At this time, he looked at the group of rich children again, and it seemed that they were not so unbearable. Even now, it seems that all of them are extraordinary!

When Wu Zheng was still in the fugue, his head was suddenly knocked on by Xiaohua's folding fan, and then his body was pulled away. Then, Xiaohua put on a warm smile and greeted her happily. Wu Zheng pouted, and said in his heart that he had never been so happy with himself.

The group of people was also overjoyed, and surrounded the little flowers. Wu Zheng was not far away, and it was obvious and clear that the group of people took out paper and pen from their sleeves, handed them to Xiaohua, and said, "Idol, sign us." ”

"Sign, sign. Xiao Huale couldn't close his mouth, and since then he has completely touched Wu Zheng and Luochen to the back of his head. Next, Xiaohua had a friendly exchange of incense, during which he also asked enthusiastically: "Do you want a self-portrait of my son?"

Luochen looked coldly at everything that was happening in front of him, and suddenly burst out with a sentence: "I can also sign, I have been practicing for a long time." ”

Wu Zheng listened, couldn't cry or laugh, and comforted: "You will sign it for me in the future." ”

However, Luochen's next sentence slapped Wu Zheng's face hard, "I won't sign for you." After finishing speaking, he returned to dusty stupe.

Wu Zheng was so angry that the flames almost erupted from his nostrils. But this yard is one yard, and it's strange that Xiaohua is so popular. So he subconsciously muttered: "I didn't expect that a scumbag like Xiaohua would also be worshipped." ”

I don't want to, but this sentence happened to be heard by Xiaohua's fans, and they all looked at Wu Zheng angrily, eager to cut Wu Zheng with a thousand cuts. Wu Zheng shuddered, and said in his heart that he could hear this?

The first to attack was the little man: "Our idols are not as useless as you, but our idols are incomparably tall in our hearts." As he spoke, he looked at Xiaohua with adoring eyes.

Xiaohua was very interested in his words, although she knew that she was patting on the back, and she was shooting so obviously, but why, her heart was so comfortable? Xiaohua smiled, and the spring breeze was proud.

However, as soon as the little man's next words came out, Xiaohua couldn't laugh anymore. "Our idols oppress the people, and we are really a model for the bad and the wicked!"

As soon as these words came out, the group of people suddenly boiled. Some whistled, others cheered. Only Xiaohua stood in the middle of this group of people, completely stupid. He couldn't laugh anymore.

Xiaohua doesn't laugh, naturally there are still people who laugh. For example, Wu Zheng is one of them. At this moment, he smiled extraordinarily brightly, like a sunflower facing the sun. It's been a long time since I've seen Xiaohua come out, and it's a joy from the bottom of my heart.

After a burst of cheers, the little man turned to Xiaohua and bowed down very seriously, and said, "Idol, we have many questions to ask. ”

Subsequently, before Xiaohua waved her hand and refused, questions came to her face one by one.

"Idols, how can you be annoying?"

"Idol, how can I be scolded every day?"

"Idol, how can I scare a child into tears?"

......

As a result, one question after another came over like a flood, directly hitting Xiaohua's soul. How could he know these questions? Or should he know the answers to these questions?

"I don't know. Xiaohua shook his head desperately, he really regretted it at this moment, he shouldn't have stopped the dust just now, wouldn't it be easy to chop this group of people directly.

However, the little man didn't give Xiaohua a chance to explain: "Don't be modest, idol, we all know that you will do all kinds of evil when you are young." ”

Xiaohua was silent, he wanted to beat up all the people in front of him. So the next moment, he asked gently, "Have you not been beaten?"

As soon as these words came out, the group of people were stunned for a moment, but the little man pondered for a while, shook his head and replied, "Indeed not." ”

"That's easy, let's start with you. Little Flower's evil smile resurfaced on her face.

When Wu Zheng saw it, he subconsciously shuddered, he already knew what would happen next. However, those rich children have not reacted yet, they do not have this experience, let alone this kind of conditioned reflex.

So, after a pillar of incense, Xiaohua went out with Wu Zheng and Luochen. In the classroom, only a crowd of ghosts cried and howled wolves.

But this is not over, a little dwarf actually stood up strongly, and said: "The idol must be telling us that beating is the answer." After that, he was moved to cry: "Idols are really great!"