Pang Bin stretched out his hand and touched the corner of his mouth, still with a mocking smile on his face, "What, I'm really annoyed?" Dare to be a son who doesn't dare to admit it! ”

Wei Qingyang grabbed Pang Bin's collar and said to him through gritted teeth: "This matter has nothing to do with my sister, it doesn't matter, did you hear it?" ”

"Wei Qinghe, she didn't ******! One person does things and one person does it, ****** it is me, and it has nothing to do with her! ”

He is him, Fu Mo is Fu Yuan, why should he force Fu Yuan for the wrong things he did.

"Heh, don't quibble," Pang Bin indifferently pulled away Wei Qingyang's fingers one by one, took a step back, and then continued to ask him, "You lied and thought we would believe it?" You ask the classmates, how many of them will believe that Wei Qinghe is not ******? ”

"Do you believe it?" Pang Bin casually patted the boy who was sitting closest to him and confirmed with him like a curious baby.

He asked several classmates one after another, and the result was that in addition to being silent, he shook his head.

They don't believe it.

Wei Qingyang's heart seemed to be tied to the sky, and now it fell suddenly.

"Look, they don't believe it, what else do you have to say?"

The classmate's negative answer greatly increased Pang Bin's arrogance, and he stretched out his hand to poke Wei Qingyang's chest, like a ruffian, bullying the weak little white rabbit.

Pang Bin's words were like a hammer, not only hammering open the protective shield that Wei Qingyang was protecting his heart, but also hammering and beating his heart.

He finally couldn't help it, and when Pang Bin poked his chest again, he held Pang Bin's right wrist with his left hand, and pushed the index finger to the left indifferently with his right hand.

"Ah!! Wei Qingyang, you let Lao Tzu go! Pang Bin's screams tore through the world.

Out of human nature, he stretched out his hand to poke Wei Qingyang's right hand all the time, but now that Wei Qingyang is playing like this, the index finger of his right hand is close to the back of his hand at an angle of not too much, which looks weird and crazy.

"Brother, brother, let it go," Fu Wei was frightened by Pang Bin's scream, and hurriedly stopped Wei Qingyang.

Wei Qingyang has just made a fuss****** and now if he has another name for beating people, he will really be running farther and farther on the road of dropping out.

Fu Qi's words did not have any comforting effect, but were like a barrel of gasoline, pouring Wei Qingyang's anger without reservation.

Pang Bin's right hand was pinched by Wei Qingyang, and it had already become a speechless roaring machine, while those righteous classmates who were boldly shaking their heads just now only watched in a daze from their seats, without moving.

"Brother, hurry up and let go, please!" Fu Mo was anxious on the side, and she didn't dare to touch Wei Qingyang's hand, for fear of stimulating him again and making him more ruthless.

Now it's noon class again, not to mention the teacher in the corridor on the third floor of high school, and there are not even many classmates.

I don't know how long it took, Wei Qingyang may have seen enough of the pain on Pang Bin's face, heard enough of his crying and roaring, he said gloomily like a devil coming out of hell, "Don't you know how to apologize, huh?" ”

Pang Bin, who was already crying, hiccuped, sobbing and pleading, "I... I'm wrong, you put ... Leave me alone, I'm sorry woo woo..."

"And my sister, apologize!"

"Wei Qinghe... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you just let your brother raise his noble hand and let him let me go..."Pang Bin apologized with a handful of tears in his eyes.

He really regretted it, there were so many people who thought the same way as him, why did he have to be the first bird to suffer this sin?

Pang Bin was still crying and muttering, "I'm sorry... I was wrong..."

"Brother, you can let him go," Fu Hao said this time without any previous impatience, and Pang Bin deserved it in her heart.

As for Wei Qingyang, if he is dropped out of school, he may be more likely to become a game anchor?

She moved her already sore heels, waiting for Wei Qingyang's next reaction.

Wei Qingyang was still in a state of anger, he stared at Pang Bin, who was crying so much that his snot was flowing out, and the disgust in his heart slowly rose.

It's him, even if Pang Bin is dissatisfied, it's enough to say that he is, why should Fu Mo be involved?

Such a man with a broken mouth and a lot of words deserves to experience a little pain, and the two people who sat in front of him when he was punished should go through it.

The more Wei Qingyang thought about it, the farther he went, and the strength in his hand slowly decreased.

Pang Bin saw the opportunity, and immediately broke free of Wei Qingyang's hand, he stepped back, and pushed forward with his left hand that had not been destroyed with tears in his eyes.

His hand was on the desk between him and Wei Qingyang, and as soon as he pushed it like this, the desk fell backwards, pushing Wei Qingyang, who was still shaking, and fell backwards together.

"Brother," it happened so suddenly, Fu Mo didn't have time to react at all, she reached out to support Wei Qingyang, who was falling backwards, but she was still a step slower, and when she reached out, she only touched a piece of air.

She could only watch the desk firmly pressed against Wei Qingyang, and what frightened her the most was that when Wei Qingyang fell backwards, he also brought down the desk behind him, and the back of Wei Qingyang's head was hitting the edges and corners of the desk.

Suddenly, blood slowly flowed out.

Pang Bin's crying classmates in the class could still watch coldly, but Wei Qingyang's silent blood gave them a blow to the head, and immediately some people trembled and hit 120, and some people ran directly to the office.

The second the blood doesn't flow, anyone can be an outsider.

"Brother," Fu Yu lifted the desk that was pressing on Wei Qingyang's body, squatting beside him and trying to help him up.

"Head... The pain in the back of his head made Wei Qingyang so painful that he couldn't say a complete sentence, his eyes became blurry, and his ears were buzzing.

He found a support point with both hands and wanted to get up, but his hands seemed to lose strength in an instant, and it was difficult for him to exert force.

Then, slowly, he lost consciousness.

Until he got into the ambulance, Fu Wei was still looking at the blood on his fingertips in horror.

Just now, after the medical staff lifted Wei Qingyang on the stretcher, she looked at the pool of blood that flowed from the corner of the desk to the ground, and reached out and touched the blood.

This seems to be the first time she has experienced such a bloody scene since she went on a mission?

She called out in 1973 in a frenzy in her heart, and after three minutes, she finally received an answer.

[Executor, I just went in... , Wei Qingyang is injured? ]

1973 was about to explain the reason why it came so late, but at the same time, he read the data from Fu Xuan's side, and couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth.

It just had a meal with Chu Lai's parents, and he didn't look at the situation on Fu Wei's side, why did such a big thing happen...

"You can flip through the data yourself, what I'm worried about now is whether Wei Qingyang will die."

[Don't worry, according to the routine of idol dramas, this kind of amnesia is the most.] ]

Countless dramas were released in 1973.

I'm more worried, okay? I'll have to refresh my goodwill then, day.

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