Chapter 1: Brother Demon, Spoiled (1)
"Luo Wei, Luo Wei~" Mo Xiaonian, who was at the same table, shook Ou Luowei's arm on the side.
"Huh? What's up? Ou Luo looked at Mo Xiaonian slightly confused.
Mo Xiaonian rolled his eyes at Ou Luo very helplessly, and said, "You have been watching Senior Ji for ten minutes, what, do you mean that to Senior Ji?" โ
After speaking, Mo Xiaonian looked at Ou Luowei with a wicked smile, with an expression of "I already know" on his face.
On the playground, Ji Hanxiao was wearing a blue jersey, the basketball was leaping and jumping in his hands, and the coherent actions of running, jumping, and shooting were vividly displayed on him, and his opponent almost had no chance to touch the basketball.
The edge of the playground is occupied by Ji Hanxiao's fans, and they are all girls. After a game, Ji Hanxiao was surrounded by girls who brought him water and towels.
I don't know if Ji Hanxiao noticed the gaze here, and the eyes of the two people collided coldly.
Ou Luowei withdrew his gaze from the dazzling figure on the playground, and then threw the volleyball in his hand to Mo Xiaonian, and said lightly: "You think too much, I am just interesting to you, and I will not be interesting to him." โ
"Ahh Mo Xiaonian looked at Ou Luowei's slowly departing figure with a frightened expression. What did Olowell just say? She...... She even said it was interesting to her?
"Jingle bellโ"
The bell rang for the end of class.
Ou Luowei's class is a physical education class, and now that class is over, Ou Luowei returned to the classroom with an indifferent face, took out the school uniform from his cabinet and went to the locker room to change in.
Slandi is the most famous aristocratic school in the whole city of A and even in China, all the children of famous nobles are in this school, and students from ordinary families are almost very rare, and only students who come in by grades will be accepted.
Like Ou Luowei, with an ordinary family, poor grades, and a short temper, she can't do this kind of temperament, if it weren't for that big man, it is estimated that she would not even be qualified to enter the school gate.
After changing clothes, Mo Xiaonian hurriedly hugged the school uniform and entered the locker room.
"Hey, Luo Wei, why did you change your clothes? Wait a minute. โ
Ou Luowei didn't respond to Mo Xiaonian, but she still leaned against the wall and waited for Mo Xiaonian.
Five minutes later, Mo Xiaonian came out with a folded sportswear, and when she saw Ou Luowei standing outside waiting for her, she laughed: "Hey, Luowei, you are so good, you really waited for me." โ
Saying that, Mo Xiaonian was about to rub against Ou Luowei, but was ruthlessly avoided by Ou Luowei, Ou Luowei said: "It's almost class, let's go back to the classroom." โ
"Uh-huh." Mo Xiaonian didn't care, nodded, and went back to the classroom with Ou Luowei.
As soon as Olowei was about to sit down, the school radio rang.
"Invite Ou Luowei, a sophomore from the Department of Computer Science, to the teaching office, your parents have come to look for you...... Invite the sophomore student in the Department of Computer Science to ......"
Mo Xiaonian on the side said "hey" and said to Ou Luowei: "Luowei, your parents are looking for you again, I heard you right, right?" โ
Ou Luo made a slightly calm face, and then pressed Mo Xiaonian to his seat, and then he was unmoved, as if he didn't hear it.
Mo Xiaonian seemed to have something to say, but Ou Luowei blocked her words: "The teacher is here, hurry up and go to class." โ
"Oh? Oh. Mo Xiaonian glanced at Ou Luowei strangely, and then obediently sat in his seat and took out his textbook seriously to attend class.
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Note: This article was originally written about a high school background, but it was revised for some reasons, and now it is a college background. So there are words like high school and college entrance examination in the back, and the little fairies who read the text substitute it.
In addition, this book is in an alternate form, and everything is illusory (including the presidential system), so please do not hook up with reality.