"Ahh

A few girls sitting in the front row screamed and jumped up, and the classroom was in chaos.

"Huo Zizhao, what are you so arrogant, don't think that people won't dare to touch you if they're afraid of you!"

Gao Yifei jumped up, and rolled his sleeves in front of Huo Zizhao.

However, compared to the other party, he was a little shorter.

Huo Zizhao hooked his schoolbag with two fingers, glanced at him lazily, didn't say a word, turned around and walked towards his seat.

"Stop for Lao Tzu!"

Gao Yifei was so angry that his face was flushed, and he strode forward, reaching out to drag him.

With a bang, Huo Zizhao didn't look back at all, as if he had a back eye, and the schoolbag on his shoulder smashed into his face accurately.

Gao Yi flew into the grass, his whole body leaned back, and Ping Pong drove a batch of desks.

"Ah......h

The screams in the classroom rose and fell, mixed with the muffled gasps of the girls.

Huo Zizhao's reputation is very stinky, and he can't stop being handsome.

Men are not bad and women are not loved, and they are still very marketable in the eyes of these little sisters of Huaichun.

Looking at the pink bubbles that bubbled out of the girls' eyes, Song Cangran shook his head speechlessly.

Woe to the water.

"If you want to fight, just wait for me to get out of school, and no one is allowed to hinder me from studying hard."

Huo Zizhao coldly threw down a sentence, swaggered to his seat, pulled off the chair and sat down.

That's right...... Song Canran was even more speechless.

Huo Zizhao put his schoolbag down, his black pupils glanced at her, and his voice was fluttering: "What's the trouble again?" I didn't come here for a little while, alas, it's not at all worrying. ”

“……”

"Blame me."

Song Canran really didn't know what to say to him.

With a flicker of her eyes, she suddenly saw a large broken piece on the back of his left hand, although the wound was not bleeding, but the red flesh was turning over, and it looked very eye-catching.

"What's wrong with your hand?"

"Nothing." Huo Zizhao patted the wound casually and hung under the table casually.

Song Cangran stared at his arm for a few moments, picked up his school bag, pulled out a band-aid from it, and pulled his hand out from under the table.

Huo Zizhao did not resist, with a lazy smile on the corner of his mouth, watching her spread her left hand on the table, and then carefully pasted the band-aid on the back of her hand.

The girl lowered her face, the movements of her little hands were very light, and her fluttering eyelashes were long and dense, like two butterflies flying, flying, flying, flying.

"When people put on band-aids, they have to blow on the wounds." He rested on his arm, his eyes glued to her.

"Then you go find someone," Song Cangran straightened his face, and glanced at him angrily: "Okay, you're welcome, I should repay you for giving me a cake last night." ”

Huo Zizhao suddenly found that he didn't like her very much, and he calculated so clearly.

"By the way, you sent this, right?" Song Cangran pointed to the necklace around his neck again, "I'll take it off and return it to you in a while." ”

"Don't just throw it away," Huo Zizhao withdrew his hand lightly: "I never recycle the things that are sent out." ”

Sure enough, he sent it.

But it seems that he is real, and this thing is not easy to return.

Song Cangran touched the pendant on the neckline: "What is this?" ”

"It's just a broken stone, I don't remember where it came from, I think it's very suitable for you to bring it," Huo Zizhao smiled and looked at her a few times: "Oh, how can my vision be so good, it's really as small and ugly as you." ”