In a group of students scratching their ears and cheeks.

Mo Bei's sitting posture is undoubtedly the most eye-catching, and the posture of holding a pen is also beautiful.

The invigilator was a little incredulous, and walked back and forth to Mobei several times, and after seeing that this person was really answering the question, he wiped his glasses.

Zhao Jianjian didn't have the intention of copying.

Finally, think about his Nange's previous achievements.

Either in the twenties, or in the dozens.

It's not as good as his own right.

The exam was nothing short of torture for the students of their second high school.

Finally, when the time came, Zhao Jianjian was just about to breathe a sigh of relief, when he saw that his brother Nan was leaving.

"Brother Nan, Brother Nan!" Zhao Jianjian immediately stretched out his hand and dragged the person along: "Don't go to the main gate, I received the news, really, the people over there in No. 1 Middle School have set up a net to block you, and it is said that it is still an order from God K." ”

Mo Bei tilted his eyes, and his side face was noble: "He? ”

"Brother Nan, don't tell me, you didn't think about the end of you beating the K God, did you watch the live broadcast? The corners of his mouth were still blue. Zhao Jianjian shook his head: "I must not be able to spare you." ”

Mo Bei's voice was faint: "I know this." ”

"Then you're still going through the front door?" Zhao Jianjian's eyes widened.

Mo Bei took his schoolbag and his face did not change: "I won't leave today." ”

"Well, that's fine." Zhao Jianjian reacted for a while, and laughed: "Brother Nan, you have finally returned to normal, I thought you would be like yesterday, so you won't die." ”

Mo Bei didn't speak, knowing that someone was blocking her, she also hit the muzzle of the gun, no one fights like this.

With a schoolbag in her hand, her long legs are open, and she is more than 1.7 meters tall, but her temperament is still cold.

When I walked over, there were already female classmates whispering: "What should I do, I always feel that this Mo Nan, the more I look at it, the more I feel it." ”

After all, Mobei, who is as precious as snow, is really itchy.

Zhao Jianjian, who was following him, also experienced the feeling of a "school celebrity".

I thought that this was the case, and I could walk home through the back door.

The students of the No. 1 Middle School, who were standing at the gate of No. 2 Middle School and were going to block people, also gave up after turning around three times.

Who would have thought that at this time, three voice messages came to Mo Bei's mobile phone.

"Little brother, are you there?" It's the little grandmother, he was sitting next to the basketball court of No. 1 Middle School at this time, and he was wearing a small mask, but his expression was happy, with a little black hair curled, and his big eyes seemed to be able to shine: "My birthday today, my brother bought me a big cake, I invited the little brother to eat, the little brother has not been here for the past two days, I miss the little brother so much." ”

When Mo Bei listened to the first one, he planned to get in the car and come back.

When she heard the third one, she paused and replied with three words: "Where are you?" ”

Seeing that there was a reply, the little grandmother jumped up suddenly, and her voice was milky: "I'm in the middle of the middle, I'm very close to you." ”

"One middle ......" Mo Bei's fingers stopped, and his eyebrows twisted slightly.

Xiao Nanlin's eyes were big, and she didn't know why: "Yes, No. 1 Middle School, where you sent me last time, little brother, is opposite your school." ”

Voice is turned on hands-free.

Zhao Jianjian can also hear it, he said in his heart, little brother, of course our Nange knows that No. 1 Middle School is opposite the school, the key is, do you know what is the relationship between our Nange and No. 1 Middle School, we will tear it when we meet, and we will see blood when we tear it up!

That's it, you still let him come to you!?

Isn't this self-defeating?