Teacher Liu, you came just in time, you want to give Jasmine a comment. Jia Xue's tears soared after seeing Liu Ziliang, and it was not at all the aggressive momentum that she had just treated Ansu.

Liu Ziliang waved at her gently, didn't speak to him, and glanced at the crowd first, he is now looking at the excitement and looking forward to Ansu's accident.

"Disperse, let the deceased rest in peace." In the end, Liu Ziliang looked a little angry and waved his hand at the crowd.

The two most powerful departments of this school are the Department of Fine Arts and Economics.

Liu Ziliang is the leader of the art department, and he is a well-known teacher in the school, because he was once a powerful genius, many people know it.

So his words still worked, and the group of students quickly dispersed.

"Teacher Liu! If you don't bring the bad guys to justice, there is no way to rest in peace! Jia Xue is different from other onlookers, she must achieve her goal before she gives up.

"Okay, classmate Jia, who are you talking about?" Liu Ziliang stared at Jia Xue with unkind eyes, hoping that she would be sober and sober.

"That's him!" Jia Xue pointed at Ansu without hesitation, and the anger in her two eyes was about to turn into substance.

The bitter love just now is all drama, and the purpose is to target Ansu.

"Framing classmates for no reason is going to jail, does classmate Jia have any evidence?"

Liu Ziliang started with the matter of going to prison, and the shock of this incident will be stronger than saying it at the end.

Where did Jia Xue get the evidence, she just thought that after Ansu was arrested, the police uncle would get evidence that he had killed people, so she left after being forced.

"Can you borrow a step to speak?" Liu Ziliang saw that everyone was gone, and looked at Ansu and said.

Ansu didn't refuse, glanced at him lightly, and went upstairs first.

You definitely have to find a secret place to beat him up.

Liu Ziliang followed Uncle An to her dormitory.

The first sentence straight to the point: "Don't you think Jia Xue is strange?" ”

He stared into Ansu's eyes when he asked, trying to create a slightly weird atmosphere.

"I think you're the weirdest person." Ansu looked at him unceremoniously in the eyes and replied.

An Su said this, I believe that Liu Ziliang will definitely be able to remember the things he painted, after all, he just went on the hot search in the afternoon.

"I really don't know if she's changed her temperament because she's overly sad, or if she's been manipulated." Liu Zihao didn't seem to hear An Shu's words, and then said his own.

Liu Ziliang stood next to Ansu, with a vague smile, but it was colder than not smiling.

A cool breeze blew from behind the two of them.

"Please don't follow me every day, okay?" An Su didn't have the patience to answer his question, she felt that she herself, no matter what demons and monsters she could do, Liu Ziliang could only be regarded as a laggard if she followed her all day long.

"Which eye did you see that I was following you?" Liu Ziliang completely lost his upright gentleman and played a rogue with An Su.

"Bang!"

Grandma can't bear you anymore.

Ever since Ansu became a man, he has always told himself to be generous.

But generosity won't solve the problem!! So a punch smashed directly into Liu Ziliang's chest, and he grabbed his arm very badly so that he wouldn't fly out.

"Damn, just hit it?" Liu Ziliang watched An Su hit him and tried to fight back.

Today the wood is slag again (red): Is that the fight just like that?

Durian (red): So what is the reason for the fight?

Today's wood is more slag (red): ???

CatLove (orange): Do you have a lot of question marks, children?

Ice Cream (Orange): Hahaha, the wood is probably a question mark.

Nothing is clear (Yellow): I don't understand this divine operation, how can I say that the fight will start?

Please Call Me Daddy (Orange): Do boys need a reason to fight?

"Convincing or not?" Ansu asked.

"Not convinced!" Liu Ziliang didn't have any injuries on his face, and all the injuries were on his body, so he definitely didn't accept it.

Pompeii's Jade (Red):, look at this scene, do you remember the cartoon drawn by the anchor?

The original owner's dormitory has been renovated, it is a single bed, the furnishings are as warm as home, the sunshine is good, although the background is different, but the two beautiful men are properly there.

"Not convinced?" Ansu directly grabbed Liu Ziliang's collar, still owing a lesson.

Seeing that he was about to fall, Liu Ziliang quickly grabbed the corner of Ansu's clothes and tried to make Ansu fall on top of him.

It's strange if he can pull Ansu!

They were all ready to bear the wall of flesh falling on top of him, Liu Ziliang had already closed his eyes, but the expected pain had not arrived.

Unexpectedly, Ansu still stood there without moving, just lowered his head lightly and looked at him defiantly.

Before either of them could react, there was a click, and the door suddenly rang.

Ansu realized that someone was coming, and quickly snatched the corner of Liu Ziliang's clothes from him, but Liu Ziliang was a chicken thief who didn't let go, and the two of them pulled back and forth like this, and Ansu's shirt was torn.

Qian Mingzhe opened the door too fast, and he happened to witness the scene of two people tearing their clothes.

"You two are flirting here!" Qian Mingzhe was surprised that eggs could be put in his mouth, this picture is a bit fragrant!

"Who will allow you to enter my room without knocking?" Ansu was full of anger, shook his shirt, and sat down on the gaming chair next to him.

As a male protagonist, fighting with others is already very cheap.,If you're watched fighting again, it's even cheaper.。

Liu Ziliang saw An Su sitting on the gaming chair, and immediately changed his tone: "I said that you kid is playing with me, there are people hiding in my room." ”

Liu Ziliang sat up from the bed at this time, got out of bed easily, and then straightened his hairstyle, which was not messy at all.

"Hello Mr. Liu." Qian Mingzhe looked at Liu Ziliang's little eyes, and the smile was called a cheap.

"Ahem." Liu Ziliang's fair skin was a little unnaturally flushed, but he quickly picked up his art teacher's shelf: "Today's art homework is finished?" ”

"Ahem, there is no ......" Qian Mingzhe came over to play games just after class, how could he remember about art homework?

"Still not rolling?" Ansu glared at him, and the murderous aura behind him had almost turned into substance.

Today's wood is slag again (red): Poof, you said that if this Qian Mingzhe didn't come, would he be able to take down the anchor with a bow?

Le Chenyu (Huang): I see it's okay!

Dear Tiramisu (Orange): It's all because of Qian Mingzhe, who delayed a good show for us

Wu Xiangsheng (orange): Even if the anchor doesn't turn off the live broadcast at that time, the live broadcast room will give you a mosaic of "cute and cute" pink hearts.

Ah Yan (Huang): Poof, the picture is here.