"Wait for me here." An Yang said such a sentence and walked to the classroom.

The two people who survived the catastrophe breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's horrible, isn't it...... I almost got hammered again......" Yang Haoyu patted his chest, his little heart was still beating fast.

"I'll come over later......" Li Chuanning said such a sentence, which made people's heads big.

"Ah......" Yang Haoyu wailed, not wanting to face that little pervert who didn't keep his mouth shut and only used his hands.

An Yang just went back to tell him Nuan Nuan that there was something at home, and asked her to help ask for a leave, and then looked at her very apologetically: "I'm sorry Nuan Nuan...... I'll have to go home and talk to you about it. ”

Bai Nuan: "??? "What? Are you still coming home?

The corners of Bai Nuan's mouth twitched without a trace: "Hmm." ”

Anyang didn't see his family's warm resistance, said goodbye with a smile, and turned around and went out, the smile on his face fell.

The three of them went straight to the place he had found today.

Before, he thought that it would be enough to let the head teacher check it, but now it seems that the safest way is to go and see for himself.

Li Chuanning and Yang Haoyu are two people, you pull me, I pull you, closely behind An Yang, shrinking his head from time to time, and he didn't dare to ask where to go.

This bookstore is at the mouth of an alley in the old street, not far from the school, and there is a plastic sign hanging on the storefront, on which is pasted one: Beautiful Bookstore.

That's the kind of ...... in it A very small place, swept by at a glance, is to sell some novels, varied, and nothing special.

"That...... Brother Yang...... Where are you going? Yang Haoyu's eyes widened, looked at Anyang, and pointed to the bookstore.

"Questions?" The young man's face was slightly gloomy, and he lifted his eyes to look at him, with a faint hint of impatience in his eyes.

Except for Bai Nuan, he has very little patience with anyone.

Yang Haoyu: "......" this ...... There's a big problem! The things sold in that store aren't very good.

Could it be ......

Yang Haoyu felt that he might know something, and shook his head vigorously.

An Yang raised his legs and walked in, and there was a middle-aged man with a big belly sitting at the door of the store, who was reading a magazine, laughing twice while reading, a little obscene.

"Hello, excuse me." An Yang stood in front of the man, and a cold voice sounded, bringing a bit of coolness to this small and stuffy place, making people unconsciously raise their heads and look at him.

"Huh? That one...! What's the matter? The boss was stunned for a moment, he had never seen such a good-looking boy, and his eyes were full of amazement, but with a pair of gloomy eyes, he had no such thoughts.

This is the essence of Lao Jianghu, some people, as long as that person does not deliberately cover up, he can basically see it.

Don't provoke him, asked.

"The third edition of the twenty-eighth issue of "Xiu Se", do you remember who bought it?"

This can make him down, when he bought the goods, he didn't think about it so much, scratched his head, and was a little embarrassed: "What's that...... I don't know here, but I should be able to recall some of the content. ”

Anyang: "......" Where does he remember those disgusting things, when he copied the information, he endured the feeling of nausea, and copied it little by little.

"You don't remember, do you?" The boss looked at his unpredictable expression and asked tentatively.