Chapter 33: Humph! You'll all regret it!

Lu Chengzhou narrowed his eyes, "If the technology doesn't work, change people." ”

Lu Yi was about to cry, "Don't Lu Shao, I was wrong, I swear that if I don't drive well, I will go to Africa to move bricks!" ”

There was silence in the car for a few seconds.

Lu Chengzhou's dark eyes looked at Gu Mang, clicked on his QR code for adding friends, and the corners of his deep eyes twitched, "Miss Gu?" ”

Gu Mang swept Meng Jinyang in front of him, and finally added Lu Chengzhou's WeChat.

As soon as it was added, 200,000 transfers entered WeChat.

These 200,000 are enough for Meng Jinyang's high school and university.

Gu Mang accepted it unceremoniously, hooked his lips and smiled, "Thank you Lu Shao." ”

……

The third and twenty classes of high school, the world of the second ancestor.

Except for Mingcheng, who has a strong background, it is stuffed over that other classes are unwilling to want.

There are many who have been excluded from other classes and have taken the initiative to apply for class 20.

On the wall of honor of class 20, there are four walls of home.

Throughout the year, it hosted the penultimate place in the third high school department.

"Brother Yang, when I came in over the wall in the morning, I saw Xiao Xi with two girls, it seems that they are new, I will go, there is a very beautiful one! Extra-white! ”

Lu Yang in the corner of the last row rolled up a piece of homework paper, held it in his mouth, and was angry, "How beautiful can it be?" ”

I thought of Gu Mang, who had lived in their house for a day.

That face is the real hanging.

The aura is more terrifying than his own father.

Xiaopang dragged a chair and sat down, "No, Brother Yang, it's really beautiful!" White skin, beautiful and long legs! ”

"Oh."

Lu Yang was not interested, pulled the collar of his school uniform jacket up, and fell asleep.

Chubby: "......"

Brother Yang, you will regret it!

The news spread throughout the class like wings.

There was a lot of discussion for a while.

The girl Shen Huan turned her head and chatted with Chu Yao across the aisle, "I heard Ling Qian say that the girl is very beautiful?" ”

Chu Yao's long legs stretched out aisle, his hands supporting his face, and he grinned disdainfully, "Sows are all immortals in Ling Xiaopang's eyes, do you really believe what he said?" Pretty I'll chop my head off! ”

A group of people waiting for gossip shut their mouths stupidly, without expectation.

Ling Xiaopang: "......"

Hum! You'll all regret it!

The class bell rings.

The other classes were quiet, and only twenty classes were still making noise.

In Class 19 next to Class 20, the teacher slammed the door to block the noise.

Xi Yan teaches chemistry.

A second before entering the door, he talked to Meng Jinyang with a pleasant face.

As soon as I stepped into the class, it was like touching a switch, and I was serious for a second.

The stunt of the head teacher, the face change.

The voices in the class grew quieter.

Xi Yan put the lesson plan on the lectern and showed a kind smile again, "There are two new students in our class, everyone is welcome." ”

She tilted her head to the door.

Gu Mang hung his schoolbag on one shoulder, put one hand in his pocket, and carried his school uniform in the other, and followed Meng Jinyang in.

Meng Jinyang walked in, and the people in the class didn't react.

It looks okay, but it hasn't reached the word amazing.

Everyone finally believed Chu Yao's words, and Xiaopang couldn't believe what he said was beautiful.

Many people directly lowered their heads, it was time to sleep, it was time to play.

Seeing that another girl was about to come in, Xiaopang quickly turned his head and whispered to Lu Yang in the back, "Brother Yang, it's here." ”

Lu Yang, who was covered with his head covered in his school uniform, frowned and kicked his stool hard.

Chubby immediately coaxed and didn't dare to harass him anymore.

Suddenly, the whispering voices in the class seemed to be swallowed up, and they fell into an eerie silence.