Yin Wushuang's approach made Han Li's younger brothers not calm.

One of the yellow-haired boys looked displeased and raised his voice and asked, "Hey, you have a problem with this attitude, right?" ”

He was the boy who said that Yin Wushuang was "strong" before.

The boy standing next to Huang Mao nodded: "I guess it's disdainful, right?" She used to be the daughter of the deputy county magistrate, and she was still from Class B, so she probably looked down on us. ”

A few of the younger brothers sighed, their eyes revealing disdain.

How many good things can you come to Class F?

Everyone is the same, it's all spicy chicken! The dregs of society! Rubbish!

What is the sense of superiority?

At that moment, the eyes of several younger brothers became less friendly.

Seeing this, Han Li coughed lowly, comforted a few younger brothers, walked to Yin Wushuang's side, and sat down.

He asked, "When you come to Class F, do you have nothing to say?" ”

Yin Wushuang placed the textbook and pencil case on the table, and then put the schoolbag into the drawer, and asked rhetorically, "What should I say?" ”

The smile on Han Li's face deepened, with a hint of temptation: "For example, you came to our F-class called 'Spicy Chicken Gathering'?" Leave a testimonial? ”

He squeezed his color at Yin Wushuang, and his tone was teasing.

The members of Class F looked at Yin Wushuang with hostility, waiting for her reply.

They glanced at each other, if Yin Wushuang was proud of herself, they would definitely join forces to teach her how to be a good person!

There were even a few clenched fists and pinched the joints in their hands with a "gurgling" sound.

Although the smile on his face remained the same, his eyes were really full of anger and darkness.

Collecting everyone's expressions in his eyes, Yin Wushuang played with the signature pen at his fingertips, and his fingers flew up flexibly.

She said slowly: "Whether it's spicy chicken, waste, scum, or scum, what does it have to do with me?" ”

"Go on." Han Li pressed the cigarette butt on the table and extinguished it.

"I prefer real villains to hypocrites, and I hope that my future life in Class F will not disappoint me, of course ......"

Yin Wushuang threw the signature pen in his hand forward, and the pen was like a dart, grazing the ears of the yellow-haired classmate and inserting it into the target on the wall.

Right in the middle of the heart.

"If you want to compare means, more violence, even if you come positively, I will accompany you to the end!"

The hand that was revealed by the small test knife shocked everyone in Class F.

Oh my God, this is a pen, not a dart!

And why is it so precise!

"Take!" The flat-headed man came with such a word.

"I like it with personality!" The yellow-haired classmate's eyes suddenly lit up, and he squeezed around Han Li, and said to Yin Wushuang: "Aren't you afraid of us?" We are Class F, but we are scum who fight and fight, and do all kinds of evil! ”

In order to prove his credibility, Huang Mao slashed across his neck and stuck out his tongue to make a death gesture.

"I like to see people with my own eyes and I don't like to know about them in other people's comments. Besides, if you were bad enough and violent enough, you should have done it early, and you might not have gathered around me to ask now? ”

Yin Wushuang opened the textbook and continued, "Okay, I don't have time to deal with your boring questions, I'm going to start studying." ”

After finishing speaking, I carefully read the language and geography book.

With a hint of a smile in his eyes, Han Li said to the younger brothers: "This is your eldest brother's worship, do you know what to do in the future?" ”

He knew that Yin Wushuang would not let him down!

"Han Li is the eldest brother, so what should it be?"

In the corner, a weak voice came: "Queen Yin...... Right? People in our school forums call her the Queen......"