Hand in hand, shoulder to shoulder, happily, happily went to find the eldest sister Da Shi Ning's three younger brothers, Huang Mao, Song Xiaoqing, and Qi Ziang, stunned!

In the face of various questions, Huang Mao ...... He didn't hear a word, he just felt, lie down! Are you all coming around trying to fight?

"Hey, hey, what, what! Fight, right? Fight, right? Huang Mao roared, his hands spread like Dapeng's wings, and first protected Song Xiaoqing and Qi Ziang behind him, "Damn! Fight and fight, who is afraid of whom! Whoever instigates who is the grandson! ”

The second-year junior high school students who just wanted to ask the eldest sister about the exam information were collectively silent: "......"

Who fought?

Who wants to fight?

Do they look like they're going to fight?

Besides, can you fight with your skinny little bamboo pole body? Any girl who is a little more sturdy in the audience can knock you down.

The silent student was not shocked by Huang Mao's roar, the reason why he was silent was because of the back of his ear, as for Huang Mao himself...... Ahem, ahem, I'm really not afraid.

Yellow hair is thin, and now he no longer has that very social yellow hair, returns to a black hair, and is threatened and lured by Huang's mother to cut his hair to reveal the full forehead of Heaven, and then with a delicate little face that is easy to bully at a glance, the girls once wondered what they scared him before.

Are you afraid of his socially heavy yellow hair?

Are you afraid that he has a mouth that shouts and fights at every turn, and he hasn't actually fought with anyone?

There's nothing to be afraid of!

Huang Mao, who was behind his ears, didn't know that he had no "prestige" now to the point that even the students were not afraid of him, and seeing that he was surrounded by more than a dozen classmates from other classes, Huang Mao didn't forget to remind the two brothers around him.

"Back to back,! Menacing! Be on guard, don't be hacked by them! ”

Song Xiaoqing was led astray by Huang Mao, and quickly spread his hands back to back with Huang Mao, and at the same time did not forget to pull Qi Ziang, who was recognized as the weakest among the three.

"......" Qi Ziang leaned on his brother's back, listening to the roar of the yellow-haired brother, he swallowed his throat and said in a low voice: "Brother, you don't have this ear back, do you still understand something?" ”

"It's not about beating us up, it's about surrounding us and asking if the eldest sister has done well in the exam, and whether she has participated in the junior high school entrance examination."

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Huang Mao: "......" is it? Is it? How did he look at the posture of a fight?

Song Xiaoqing, who was led astray, swallowed his throat, and said after realizing it: "It seems to be ...... I seem to have heard someone ask the eldest sister if she had submitted the paper in advance. ”

Huang Mao: "......" is it? Then why didn't he hear a single question just now! I just feel like I'm surrounded, or the kind that I can be beaten up at any time.

In an instant, Huang Mao felt that he had lost face!

Depend on! Just ask, what kind of containment!

The embarrassed yellow hair tried to get his face back, and continued to shout: "Don't ask us, we don't know anything, get out of the way!" Don't surround us. Engage in surroundment on a hot day, heat stroke! ”

"Then say in a shady place, what are you afraid of! We're not going to hit you again! A girl shouted with a smile, not daring to do anything to herself.

Anyway, she hadn't heard of the eldest sister and her younger brothers ever beating classmates.

The yellow hair was a little, and the little face was dark, "What are you talking about, who is Lao Tzu afraid of?" Afraid of you fighting? Depend on? Come on, come on! "Fighting, he was never afraid! Depend on!