Lin Zimo stepped forward at this time, and couldn't help but snort coldly at Lin Wenyang's timid expression.

Lin Xiaoxiao is an idiot, there are so many excellent men, how blind do you have to be to look at this weak chicken-like man?

Compared to him, this man is simply a cloud and mud.

What is comparable to her in appearance?

It is said that since childhood, I will choose a man when I grow up, but this Lin Xiao's taste is really as bad as ever.

Thinking of this, Lin Wenyang suddenly had an urge to beat him hard.

But now is not the time to hit him, so Lin Wenyang suppressed the impulse in his heart, and then stretched out his hand to him and whispered, "Give me the microphone."

Lin Wenyang trembled and handed the microphone out.

Lin Zimo picked up the microphone at this time, walked to him by himself, turned on his voice, and then, he said in a low and serious voice: "Just now, Lin Wenyang has clearly explained the cause and effect of the matter, so I also hope that those who deliberately spread the word should also stop your boring false news, of course, if you don't stop doing it, then you will be responsible for your actions, and we will file a lawsuit against you, and at that time, see you in law."

Lin Zimo's voice was rare and serious, but it still seemed very depressed.

His voice continued to say calmly: "Okay, the matter just now is over, now let's move on to another link, what kind of link is this, heh, this is definitely not a good link!"

"In view of Lin Wenyang, a man who does not conform to the school's literary style, does not implement the school policy, and does not abide by discipline, our school will not adopt it, so at 9 o'clock today, Lin Wenyang was officially punished by the school with a notice of withdrawal.

Speaking of this, Lin Zimo's deep voice came out slowly: "I'm sorry, students, teachers, the little episode just now disturbed your class, now that my words have been finished, please continue to class."

When the words fell, Lin Zimo cut off the sound of the broadcast.

Lin Wenyang was completely afraid that his soul was gone.

"Drop out, drop out, I don't want to drop out, I don't want to drop out, I finally came to this St. Ann's Academy, I don't want to drop out, if I drop out, then, everything will be over!" He had spent a lot of money to get into St. Ann's College, and if he dropped out, he would have been honourably ridiculed by the upper class.

No, you can't drop out.

Thinking of this, his eyes looked at Jing Anyan, who was silent on the side, and then hurriedly ran over to him, and said in a panic: "Jing Shao, I'm sorry, I was wrong, what do you want to do to me, I won't say anything, just please, please don't let me drop out of school, please, please."

Listening to Lin Wenyang's frightened look, Jing Anyan's leisurely movement with his feet crossed turned to change his movements again, leaning forward slightly, he stared at the man who was like an ant,

In Jing Anyan's deep pupils, he was indifferent and ruthless, and there was no emotion.

This man is simply a cold-blooded animal!

And what kind of nerves did he have to offend this cold-blooded animal?

"If you hurt my woman, you have to be ready to die." Speaking of this, Jing Anyan's voice was calm without the slightest human touch: "Of course, you can't die too happily!"