"Chen—"

Ye Fanhua walked to Chen Jingze's desk in a few steps, his white palm slapped on his desk undoubtedly, and the slightly curved fingers on the desktop were as slender as green onions, beautiful to look at, but revealing an undoubted strength.

Raise your eyes and look him in the eye.

Calling out a word, thinking of something, Ye Fanhua was stunned and changed the word, "Chen-so-and-so." ”

It's not called Chen Jingze, and I don't know my real name, so I replaced it with so-and-so!

The boy who originally ignored everything around him, his hand that was clean and bony suddenly struck, and he immediately returned to indifference.

The slight reaction did not escape Ye Fanhua's eyes.

Her judgment was not wrong.

"Host, Rush Duck!"

"Victory is at hand, opinion will become positive, and then break through a hundred! Success is just around the corner! "The system is refueling and pumping(?°??)??

Ye Fanhua looked at the boy and said confidently-

"How's it up with me?"

The sound of the "......" system cheering came to an abrupt end.

Something doesn't seem right, but that's a bit familiar.

Isn't this the mantra of accepting a younger brother?

The boy looked up and glanced coldly at the strange girl in front of him.

"Boring."

Leaving two words, the schoolbag was carried behind him, and the boy stepped out of his long legs and unhurriedly faced the direction of the classroom door.

Is this been, denied?

The chuckle on Ye Fanhua's face began inch by inch-

Cracked, cracked, opened, gone.

"Host, hey, don't be impulsive!"

"Smack", the desk under the white tender palm shattered into four petals-

The tall and square body of the desk was now a "wreckage" lying on the ground.

There is such a host who does not agree with each other, and the system is too timid to condemn the murderous host, so it can only mourn for the dead desk:

"Poor desk, poor desk, Lord God's desk, you went like this!"

With that, the system pauses, as if waiting for something.

If it has its own entity, it must be, by word, look at the host.

"Woo, tomorrow when I go to school, my lord will have no desk to use, poor Baba! It's so pitiful, I don't even have a desk now! ”

Again, take another look.

"Stupid, can you be a little good?" Ye Fanhua asked.

"No, my lord's poor lesson-"

Ye Fanhua had already taken out her mobile phone, "Second child, come to my classroom!" ”

Hang up directly after saying a sentence.

Wang Dacheng, who was already on his way home, and his younger brothers.

"Still going to school?"

"Of course!" Wang Dacheng slapped the little brother who asked on the head.

swept over the remaining six people one by one, full of danger, "The boss called us, can you not go?" ”

The six younger brothers shook their heads and shouted in unison, "Go, of course you have to go!" ”

The boys immediately turned around and walked in the direction of the school.

Wang Dacheng roared over with a loud voice, "What are you going to go, you need to run, don't you know?" Let the boss wait impatiently, who can bear the consequences? ”

The boys who walked briskly thought of a certain picture, and their backs were cold.

A group of big boys quickly turned their strides into a fast run.

The seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys were vigorous and energetic, as if a ghost was chasing them behind them, and they galloped towards the school.

Wherever they passed, the ground shook slightly, raising dust and dust all the way.

The students who passed by this road only felt that there seemed to be a group of wild horses sweeping across the grassland [or the road o((⊙_⊙))o] like a wild wind in front of them, first they were confused, and the next second they turned around and walked back-

can make the group of "bad boys" in the school afraid, there must be something terrible ahead of this road!

Today, I have to take a detour home!

The seven younger brothers who ran to Ye Fanhua with sweating profusely looked at the broken desk, and had to resign themselves to their fate-

Throw away the garbage, move the new desk, move the new desk......