Chapter Seventy-Four: Very Hurt Zhixun!
An Honglang's flaxen-colored broken hair and angular facial features were even more dazzling in the sun, and his water-blue eyes were looking at Ouyang Zhixun with a smile, and his thin lips like jade raised a three-point arc, making the man in front of him reveal a touch of bohemianism and unruliness, exuding a fatal temptation.
It's just that......
"Why are you here?" Ouyang Zhixun was completely stunned, but then his eyebrows furrowed.
Who will tell her why this outrageously handsome man in front of her will appear in her class?
An Honglang took two steps forward, smiled slightly, and before he could speak, this smile caused the crazy women behind Ouyang Zhixun to scream.
"Hey! Can you please shut up? Ouyang Zhixun, whose eardrums were buzzing, couldn't help but yell behind him.
There was an instant silence behind him, Ouyang Zhixun was very satisfied with this reaction, and just turned around to speak, he felt that his head was smashed by an unknown object, and she successfully planted her body forward because of this sudden external force, and the whole person crawled into the arms of the man in front of her.
"Ahh Ahhh There was another scream behind him.
An Honglang helped Ouyang Zhixun up, gently rubbed the back of her head, and asked with a concerned face, "How is it?" Is there something wrong? ”
TM, you're smashed to see if it's okay!
Ouyang Zhixun viciously pushed away this fake man, with a thick vigilance and vigilance in his eyes.
An Honglang was pushed by Ouyang Zhixun like this, and his demonic face showed a somewhat sad look. As a result, Ouyang Zhixun's eardrums were destroyed again.
Soon there were pencil cases, erasers, and all kinds of books flying in front of him, but fortunately, Ouyang Zhixun had good skills and reacted quickly enough, so he was not smashed again.
I was about to open my mouth to curse, but who would have thought that these hateful, littering crazy women would speak first.
"Ouyang Zhixun, don't think that you are still the daughter of Ouyang Group! So we're going to let you! Now you're nothing but a down-and-out daughter! ”
Ouyang Zhixun was stunned, it turned out that the first thing that was affected after the bankruptcy of Ouyang Group was her beautiful high school career......
"That is, you are now an ordinary person like us, don't talk about us with your daughter's shelf! You! Not! Capital! Case! ”
Does she have a show? She just can't stand the behavior of you crazy people, okay?
"Also, An Honglang won't take a fancy to you, don't be sentimental!"
See...... What do you look for? Flatter yourself? Where does she have it!?
The gossip crusade behind him continued, and Ouyang Zhixun picked up the schoolbag on the ground very hurt and walked back to his seat.
sighed lightly and silently sent a message to Wei Wei: "That perverted 1 scumbag and 1 man actually came to our class, I really hope someone told me that this is a nightmare, just wake up!" Whining! ”
Over there, Wei Wei replied very quickly: "You are dreaming!" Wake up! ”
"Die! Will it be comforted? "Ouyang Zhixun urgently needs comfort in his heart now.
"Comfort won't be there, but there's one more piece of news that will make you wake up quickly!" Wei Wei replied mysteriously.
Ouyang Zhixun pouted, what other news could make her more terrifying than An Honglang appearing in their class?
"I just went to the principal's office and heard that Gong Yuer also came to No. 3 Middle School today, it seems to be ...... It's your class too! Without waiting for Ouyang Zhixun to send a message, Wei Wei's next message immediately came again.
While seeing that information, Ouyang Zhixun felt a chill all over her body, obviously the weather was sunny, but she felt that there was a huge dark cloud, thundering over her head.
"What are you all doing blocking the class door? Get out of here! With an arrogant reprimand, Ouyang Zhixun, who was bowing his head and tinkering with his mobile phone, raised his head.
Gong Yuer was dressed in a Chanel custom-made school uniform, and her burgundy slightly curly long hair made her look like a beautiful Barbie doll, and at this moment this Barbie doll was full of anger, reprimanding the female fans who came to watch An Honglang at the door.
I have to say that Gong Yuer's aura is very strong, and many people really dispersed after saying a sentence, but some girls didn't eat this set, and simply shouted at Gong Yuer: "Who do you think you are?" Do you look good in it? ”
"Hah! I'll tell you right now, it's amazing to look good! Poor B! Gong Yu'er didn't back down at all, and directly scolded words that hurt people's self-esteem.
The scolded girl immediately became angry, pointed at Gong Yuer and threatened: "What are you?" Poor B? You're not a poor B, why don't you go to Sun Middle School? Running to the three dry hairs? ”
When Gong Yu'er heard this, she proudly stroked her long hair, raised her fingers elegantly, and the bodyguard next to her immediately took out the transfer certificate of Sun Middle School.
The girl looked at the tall and burly man in front of her, wearing a suit and sunglasses, who did not match the school style at all, and looked hesitantly at the piece of paper he had placed in front of her eyes.
At this glance, the girl's face changed slightly, and she asked tremblingly, "Are you...... You are the daughter of the Gong family!? ”
She knows the big words "daughter of the Gong Group" written on the transfer certificate.
"Hmph, yes! Now I call you Poor B, do you accept it? Gong Yu'er snorted coldly, and was very satisfied with the frightened and frightened expression of the girl in front of her whose face had turned to earth gray.
Where does that girl dare to argue with Gong Yuer? If such a rich daughter is really provoked, the school can make up a reason to kick her out of school at any time.
Gu Changqing, the principal of No. 3 Middle School, is famous for his snobbery and money-seeing, which is an open secret.
The people who were blocking the door scattered in an instant under the threat of Gong Yu'er, and the noisy class door finally quieted down.
Gong Yuer turned around and saw An Honglang leaning next to the podium, her eyes narrowed slightly, she walked up to him, and asked inquiringly: "You seem to be already a professor at Harvard University in the United States, right?" Don't tell you you're here to take classes at this school? ”
"Miss Gong can be here, why can't I? As far as I know, Miss Gong has always been in the third year of high school at Sun Middle School, right? Why are you in the second year of high school now? An Honglang's blue eyes had a smile without warmth, and he didn't care about Gong Yuer's temptation at all.
Both were silent, each speculating about the purpose of the other's presence. In the end, Xiang Lei, who still entered the door, interrupted the eye fight between the two.
"Yu'er, will you come and sit with me? I'm sitting over there! As soon as Xiang Lei came in, she enthusiastically pulled Gong Yu'er and walked to her seat with envious eyes.
Gong Yu'er's eyes were searching for the location of Ouyang Zhixun and Liu Hui, and when she saw Ouyang Zhixun sitting against the window, she just wanted to let go of Xiang Lei's hand and sit down, but when she sat down, she saw that An Honglang actually took the first step and sat beside her.
As soon as he sat down, An Honglang seemed to notice Gong Yuer's eyes, turned his head to face her, gently crossed his two fingers from his forehead, and deliberately made a victory posture.