Song Yiyi clasped her hands to her chest, and she didn't know if it was his delusion.

I always feel that this ginger seems to have become a little different.

Turning his eyes, Jiang Jiang just looked down at the book, as if what he thought before was just his own illusion.

Also, what waves can an orphan without a father and mother make?

It's not a good bullying.

He walked over and patted the table vigorously, "Write." ”

Jiang Jiang refused, "Don't write." ”

After Song Yiyi heard this, as if she had been stimulated by some kind of stimulation, she suddenly pounced in front of Jiang Jiang like crazy.

"Do you dare not write? Why don't you write it for me. ”

Song Yiyi had a cold face.

"Oh? Why should I help you write. ”

Jiang Jiang was a little amused.

"If you don't write it for me, who will write it for me?"

Of course, Jiang Jiang is the best bully in the whole class and the best person to dismiss.

Jiang Jiang said lightly: "You write it yourself." ”

"What do you mean, who are you rebelling against?"

Song Yiyi really knows Jiang Jiang too well.

Because there is no backer, no matter what happens, I want to calm down.

Jiang Jiang didn't dare to resist.

"You're an orphan, and you can afford to do your homework, if you look at me and hit me, come on!"

Jiang Jiang glanced at it and ignored it.

Yes.

There will always be such people.

Seeing that you have nothing to rely on, there is no one to support you, so I dare to bully you unscrupulously.

Challenge all your bottom lines again and again.

Jiang Jiang: "I don't hit people. ”

It's not good to hit someone.

From childhood to adulthood, Jiang Jiang has been taught not to cause trouble, no matter what happens, the first thing to do is to calm things down.

"Heh, it's not that I'm scared, if I'm afraid, then you can write my homework obediently."

Song Yiyi really owes it too much.

The hand slapped the table, and then approached aggressively.

Jiang Jiang pulled the corners of his mouth very face-saving and smirked.

Disregard.

Outright ignorance.

Song Yiyi is also a much-loved little princess at home, when has she ever encountered such a thing.

The fire on this body "rubbed" all of a sudden.

Rolled up his sleeves, ready to give Jiang Jiang a look.

"Calm down, calm down, this is the classroom, don't mess around."

Huang Tingting saw that the situation was getting more and more wrong, and hurriedly stepped forward.

After all, everyone is still a student, and sometimes it is better not to make the situation too bad.

Song Yiyi's speed of rushing over was too anxious.

I stepped on my exercise book, slipped and slammed my head on the table.

"Bang".

The students in the classroom were taken aback.

Song Yiyi's tears of pain were about to fall.

"Help! Jiang Jiang kills!! Jiang Jiang kills!! ”

"Jiang Jiang, you are really vicious, you want to kill me."

……

The whole person was shouting wildly in the classroom.

About ten minutes later, the head teacher heard a hurried arrival.

"Call the parents, I want to call the parents!! I won't say a word until my parents come. ”

Ginger: ......

I've never seen anyone touch porcelain like this.

In other words, is Song Yiyi sure that she won't be beaten to death when she goes out to touch porcelain like this?

The head teacher hurriedly found Song Yiyi's phone number and dialed it.

In the teacher's office, Song Yiyi said proudly: "Hmph, I want you to know how good I am." ”