Qin Xin unhurriedly clicked on his phone.

A small video was played in front of everyone.

Some students immediately recognized it:

"Ah, this is the few guys in Class 1 who shamelessly want to be Internet celebrities, dancing a stripe!"

"Tsk, it's a shame, a good college student relies on this eyeball!"

"It's disgusting to see them squeezing their eyebrows, and their figure is so bad, it's not as good as the little brother of the village flower on Douyin, bad review!"

"Tutor Gou Dachun of Class 1 has been worried about this matter for the past few days, saying that this video can't be deleted cleanly, and there are ...... everywhere."

"Sister Xin, why are you showing us this?"

Everyone asked questions.

Qin Xin said nonchalantly: "It's nothing." It's just that these people were a little disrespectful to my table mates two days ago. So you see what happens to them. ”

Moment.

The class was quiet.

All the students looked at Yao Dazhuang in unison.

Yao Dazhuang was a little suffocated.

What do you mean by that?

It means that if you provoke Huo Zhen, your end will be to be put on Douyin to dance that kind of dance???

Small videos are all over the Internet, and they can't be deleted?!

What a terrible maneuver.

Yao Dazhuang, Yu Xiaochun and the others turned around and left in a gloomy manner, never daring to stay in front of Huo Zhen for a second longer.

It's really terrible, it's already hard to get the ugly monsters, and now there's another ugly thing and it's still covered by the ugly monsters, what good life can they have in Class 2 in the future?

No, you have to find a backer......

After a few seconds of silence in the quiet classroom, a warm uproar erupted:

"Sister Xin, I also want to be your tablemate!"

"Sister Xin, can I move the small bench over to sit next to you, honestly the kind that will never disturb you!"

"Sister Xin, begging for a cover!"

Qin Xin waved his hand and drove these leather shrimp away.

Huo Zhen was still standing there in a daze, with a pair of long legs clubbed by the desk, not knowing how to place them.

Qin Xin thought it was her smashing the tabletop, which scared him, and smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, I didn't control my temper just now." Well, I'll have someone clean up ...... later."

It's not done yet.

Seeing that the boy's face suddenly turned red, he quickly bent down, and stretched his long arm into the desk and took it out.

Then, when the arm was extended, the palm of the hand was full of potions.

All of them are CE75, which is rare on the market, and it is a special drug to alleviate Tourette's disease!

Qin Xin: "......"

Huo Zhen moved his lips seriously, shyly: "It's all for you......"

Qin Xin: "......"

Huo Zhen saw that she didn't answer, and a faint sense of loss and inferiority gradually appeared on his face: "Is it still too little......

Qin Xin helplessly supported his forehead: "No, I have it now." Not for now. ”

The batch of medicines that Mr. Nalan sent to Qin Xiaoshuang could last for a month.

How could she be embarrassed to take this life-saving medicine from the same table.

Huo Zhen silently retracted his hand.

Although Qin Xin explained the reason for not wanting to, he still felt that he was very useless, and his eyelids were a little drooping, losing his brilliance.

Ah, did it hurt the self-esteem of the little pot friend?

Qin Xin realized this in hindsight, and touched the flower ring on his finger with some remorse.

She wanted to remedy: "What's your name?" ”

Huo Zhen: "......"

The light in his eyes seemed to be even dimmer.

She couldn't even remember his name.

Facing the taciturn and a little fragile tablemate, Qin Xin didn't know how to speak.

This little boy is more sensitive than his sister.