Soon it was Xiao Yechen's turn......

In other words, Xiao Yechen stood at the end of the row......

In front of Xiao Yechen's eyes, Xu Yingying's smile appeared, pure, innocent, kind, and lovely, and he couldn't help laughing...... Xiao Yechen took the paper airplane and stood there.

At this time, Xu Yingying smiled, and Xu Yingying's smile was not encouraging him, but laughing at him.

But who expected Xiao Yechen to be a narcissistic master, thinking that Xu Yingying was encouraging him, his face was flushed, and his smile was frozen in the air.

The male classmate coaxed:

"You'd better hurry up!"

"Xiao Yechen, you're a fucking snail, right?"

"You might as well call Xiao Naoqi! I think this name is super suitable for you! ”

"Really! Fuck standing in the pit and not shit! ”

"! Standing there and playing handsome? ”

"Stinky shameless! Just what he looks like that! Ahh Phew! ”

The girls scolded:

"Chenchen is so handsome! Fuck off! ”

"You're jealous of Chenchen!"

"No matter how you look at Chenchen, it's more handsome than your brain-dead group!"

"You're just jealous of Chenchen! A bunch of jealous maniacs! ”

Boys and girls began to engage in an unprecedented war of words......

It's been a long, long time......

The classmates finally got tired of scolding, and they all closed their mouths, waiting to see Xiao Yechen throw paper airplanes.

Xiao Yechen has played shooting in the UK for a few years, and he is a master in Alice Business College, so it is natural to throw such a simple thing as throwing paper airplanes, but Xiao Yechen does not dare to slack off, he regards this as an official competition, and he is eager to get the prize - the prize she gave out herself...... Xiao Yechen was engrossed in aiming at the specified range, and his brain was rapidly calculating the angle.

After thinking deeply, Xiao Yechen stared intently at the circular range, and suddenly, the paper airplane in his hand was thrown out by him......

The audience was in an uproar......

I saw that the paper airplane landed impartially on the center of the circle.

The students were surprised:

"Holy! Is this a human? ”

"Xiao Yechen must have fucking played shooting!"

"Enough fucking bullshit! It's even more powerful than the math genius Lin Weiyang in our class! ”

"! Have you forgotten that last time Xiao Yechen promised Teacher Xu Yu the first perfect score in the school's ever-time test? Xiao Yechen is a fucking math genius! Lin Weiyang is a fart! ”

"That's it! It's a fart! ”

"Night and morning are king!"

"Xiao Yechen is a fucking math genius! Lin Weiyang is a fart! Lin Weiyang kept repeating this sentence to himself, hatred welled up in his heart, Lin Weiyang's face darkened in an instant, and his hand inadvertently clenched into a fist.

Lin Weiyang really wanted to go up and blow Xiao Yechen's head.

Being praised by so many people, Xiao Yechen was really a little embarrassed, and hurriedly returned to his seat, and accidentally heard Xu Yingying's laughter, Xiao Yechen was a little shy, and buried his head low, so that people couldn't see their expressions.

Xu Yingying teased: "Everyone, are you still comparing? ”

"Why don't you compare!" Zhang Aofei yelled: "Damn! Why are we cheap Xiao Yechen? Than, we have to compare! Why not? He Xiao Yechen was lucky, what a mess! ”

Qi Ming also shouted: "Yes! Compare! Can't be cheaper Xiao Yechen! ”

Xiao Yechen smiled contemptuously, thinking: No matter how many times I throw it, I can throw it at the center of the circle, throwing an airplane is like shooting, it is the same principle, my shooting skills should not be underestimated! Thrown to the center of the circle, it's a little Poss for me.