At noon, the sun was very good, and the autumn wind blew into the Oasis Academy, and also blew away the osmanthus of the Yiyi clan, and the fragrance was refreshing. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Bookstore No. 3.

"There's still a quarter of an hour, and the time is up, have you all written?" Mr. Cui kept urging.

"Mr. Report, I've written it." Zeng Yuanjun put away his pen and handed over the neatly written question paper to Mr. Cui.

"Hmm! Not bad!" Mr. Choi stroked his goatee and admired.

"Don't be sluggish, if you don't work hard to learn poetry, you can't write them all now. If you all have half the hard work of Zeng Yuanjun, my husband will not get a monthly salary of 100 oceans in vain, you give me some energy, so that I can be worthy of these 100 oceans. "Mr. Cui is nagging and criticizing a group of young masters who can't write when they scratch their heads and ears, miss.

"Mr. Cui, don't you know, Zeng Yuanjun's classmate was personally trained by Miss Lu Yitian, the No. 1 talented girl of our Oasis Academy, and she is naturally highly literate, if I can get Miss Yitian's personal training, I am not bad." A young master who was in a daze at a bunch of questions replied dissatisfiedly.

"You, you're sleeping except for bedtime, you're still sleeping at other times, and you're still making excuses?" Mr. Cui criticized loudly.

"Mr. Report, if he doesn't sleep, will he be able to grow a whole body of flesh? But Young Master Ning, you and the son of the Chen family are also fat, you don't have a good life, the son of the Chen family shares a table with Miss Yitian every day, and it is rumored that there are often eyebrows, what about you? I can only look up to the sky and sigh. “

"Alas! I sympathize with you. The young master behind Young Master Ning turned his words, causing everyone to laugh non-stop.

"What kind of person is Miss Leaning, it's comfortable to look at, and I want to read when I listen to her voice, Zeng Yuanjun, don't you say?" A young master asked Zeng Yuanjun in a strange voice.

"I also want Miss Yi to teach me to read, otherwise let's do it, Mr. Cui, you go and negotiate with Mr. He, and let all the beauties of No. 1 Bookstore come to our bookstore, so that we will immediately have a spring of literature and thoughts, and all the question papers will be written, so that Mr. Cui can also make a difference." A thin young master said with a smile.

"You all dream, only Zeng Yuanjun is blessed to be able to see Miss Yitian every day in our No. 3 Library." A young master sitting in the last corner said enviously with a blank question paper, and swallowed his saliva after speaking

"Zeng Yuanjun, you have to pay attention, don't say I didn't remind you, Mr. Chen is pursuing Miss Yiyi every day, and they are still at the same table, they will definitely be in love with each other and fall in love for a long time."

"It seems that our classmate Zeng Yuanjun is in danger." One followed closely.

"What cool words do you say, people are so emotional." A girl retorted.

"Cut! There is no corner that cannot be dug down, as long as the hoe is well wielded. Another boy retorted.

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Many eyes looked at Zeng Yuanjun together.

Zeng Yuanjun's eyes were transparent, his face was as light as water, and his eyebrows were slightly raised.

There are some words that even if you don't want to hear them, they will reach your ears.

"Ouch! Mr. Cui, there are no beautiful women, we are not motivated, so we can't write. "A young master made excuses for himself and handed in a blank paper.

"Oh, hand in the question paper, who let us have no beautiful women in our class." One by one, the young master hung his head and handed in the graffiti question papers.

"Dare to say that we don't have beautiful women in Hall 3, look for to eat." A girl hurriedly stood up, crumpled the question paper, and threw it at the young master who had just spoken.

"Smash them."

As soon as there was a sound, there was a sound of "popping", and all the girls crumpled the question paper into a ball and threw it over.

"Oh my god! Come on. A group of young masters in Hall 3 fled with their heads in their arms, and the group of girls went out to chase and fight. In the entire No. 3 bookstore, only the question papers of Zeng Yuanjun, Mr. Cui and Man Difei remained.

"You guys.... Are you still like a scholar? Mr. Cui's angry goatee shook and shook.

Zeng Yuanjun looked at the question papers that fell all over the ground, and then looked at the angry and overwhelmed Mr. Cui, shook his head, squatted down, and picked up the question papers on the ground one by one.

"A group of gentlemen, a group of gentlemen, the party-state is different!" Mr. Cui shook his head and muttered to himself as he squatted down and cleaned up the question papers on the ground with Zeng Yuanjun.

After Zeng Yuanjun and Mr. Cui picked up the question papers on the ground, and then spread them out in a ball and laid them neatly, the students of the entire academy were gone.

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"I guess I'll go back early." Zeng Yuanjun walked out of the gate of the academy while looking for Lu Yitian everywhere, but he didn't find it, but he saw a bunch of troubles.

From a distance, he saw Chen Sixian with the young masters with their hands crossed in front of their chests, waiting for him with bad intentions.

"Here's the trouble." Zeng Yuanjun frowned, then quickly turned around and walked into a dark corner of the academy.

"Zeng Yuanjun, are you afraid of us?" Chen Sixian led the gang around.

"Who said that?" Zeng Yuanjun turned out of the dark corner, with a coldness at the corner of his mouth.

"I thought you were a shrunken turtle." Chen Sixian sneered.

"Afraid of you? Hum! “

"Are you sure you want to mess with me today?" Zeng Yuanjun asked calmly.

"We're going to mess with you? It's you who have a way in heaven that you don't take. I warned you a long time ago that you should not set foot in the Oasis Academy. ”

"Looks like I don't have a choice."

"There is another choice, as long as you don't step into the Oasis Academy anymore and leave Miss Yitan, our Chen Gongzi will let you go." A young master said the conditions.

Zeng Yuanjun looked down at his school uniform, then at his trouser legs, and reached out to carefully straighten it.

"Zeng Yuanjun, it's not that I don't allow you to come to Oasis Academy, look at you, coming here is simply an alternative, your status is so low, and you are still with Miss Lu Yitian every day, and others are laughing at her every day." Chen Sixian saw that Zeng Yuanjun didn't speak, thinking that he was thinking about it, and his tone improved to persuade.

"Is there anything else you want to say?" The coldness on Zeng Yuanjun's lips slowly extended outward.

"Yes."

"I like Miss Tilt."

"I know." When Zeng Yuanjun said this, the coldness had already spread to his forehead.

"You know that you still come to fight with me, do you have the capital to fight with me for her? She belongs to me. Chen Sixian looked up at Zeng Yuanjun.

"You don't deserve it." Zeng Yuanjun's eyes looked ahead, when Chen Sixian did not exist.

"I don't deserve it, and I can't have it as a subordinate of yours to have her." Chen Sixian was picked at the sore spot by Zeng Yuanjun's eyes when he couldn't see him, and he jumped up in annoyance.

"Chen Gongzi Hugh wants to nag him." A young master shouted.

"Let's go together." Chen Sixian took the lead and pounced.

Zeng Yuanjun did not resist, but hugged all of them and asked them to stick to his body, as close as they were, and for a while, their faces, hands and bodies were almost all attached to Zeng Yuanjun's body. Chen Sixian was short, and his whole face was attached to the school uniform on Zeng Yuanjun's abdomen.

"Hit him." Chen Sixian struggled desperately.

After a burst of punches and kicks, five or six of them finally broke free from Zeng Yuanjun's embrace.

Zeng Yuanjun looked down at his school uniform again, and then looked up and smiled with satisfaction.

"I'll see who can save you today." Chen Sixian led people to surround Zeng Yuanjun again.

"Ouch, my feet are so itchy." A young master couldn't care about Zeng Yuanjun, so he squatted down and scratched himself.

"My hands, my hands, itch to death." Another young master jumped and scratched himself.

"My face, why is my skin so thick?" Chen Sixian touched his face, and he didn't know when it was already swollen, and it was extremely itchy.

"Chen Gongzi, your face and mouth are red and swollen." A young master's eyes widened.

"Mine too." Chen Sixian scratched his hand and said to the young master who was staring at him wide-eyed.

"I have a little itch all over my body now, and my young master suddenly felt that my whole body was faintly itchy, and I hurriedly scratched it, but I couldn't find the itch, so I jumped and skewered in a hurry.

"It's itchy!"

"It's tickling me!"

"Wild tree lacquer! His clothes, his clothes are painted with wild tree paint! After a young master finished speaking, he itched and rolled on the ground.

In less than a quarter of an hour, all the necks, backs, limbs, and abdomen were itching excruciatingly, and they kept scratching.

The more you scratch it, the more it itches, the more it tickles, and after a while, a few young masters are lying on the ground and howling like pigs.

Zeng Yuanjun clapped his hands, walked to Chen Sixian, who was rolling, squatted down, and said in a deep voice, "Don't mess with me again in the future." After saying that, he turned around and left.