At the door of the first (1) class of high school, all the students in the class looked at the teenager who unexpectedly appeared at the door with a panicked face.

Why did the big guy come over early in the morning with a gloomy face?

The young man's eyebrows were lazy, and he leaned against the door and knocked on the boy's table in the first seat of the door: "Who is Yue Lingling?" ”

Lin Weixia, who had long noticed the young man, was uneasy in his heart, what could he do with Lingling.

The girl's fingers holding the pen clenched unconsciously, and the bone joints were gradually whitening. glanced back at Yue Lingling, but Yue Lingling was also looking at her blankly.

The boy in the first row pointed to the window and swallowed: "The last row by the window." ”

"Thank you." The boy said little, and his expression was indifferent and gloomy.

The big guy's thank you is unbearable, you can bully a little fairy less than anything else!

From the moment he walked over, the rest of the class held their pens and rulers, seeking to protect themselves.

There were even a few people standing by the door, ready to call for help.

How frustrating the big guy is, they can see it in the post bar. In my heart, I silently ordered a wax for the party Yue Lingling.

Yue Lingling and Lin Weixia were both by the window, and when the young man passed by, Lin Weixia had the courage to raise his head and peek. The young man's facial features are sharp, and they are all sharp.

It's definitely not a good thing for him to find Lingling.... Lin Weixia quickly retracted her gaze, picked the plastic on the pen with her fingertips, and buried her face as low as possible.

As the young man approached, Yue Lingling was obviously frightened, and couldn't help but shrink down to the back table, silently not daring to squeak.

Footsteps stopped in the last row, the young man pointed to the person, and politely asked the boy on the side: "She?" ”

The boy chosen by fate nodded busily.

The boy hummed flatly, and looked at the girl's eyes as cold as quenched ice.

On the night when the public security bureau came out, he stopped the gang and asked about the matter.

Brother Tou told him a name - Yue Lingling.

There is another sentence: Yue Lingling said that she wanted to snatch the girl's mobile phone, and said that the girl was very cheap, and she could touch it casually.

Feel whatever you want....

The mere thought of them making the boy feel disgusted.

They're something, people who touch him.

The anger in his eyebrows and eyes increased, and the young man raised his foot and kicked the person into the corner across the table, and by the way, he grabbed the boy just now, and needed him to pass the word.

"Tell your classmate Yue Lingling, she should be glad that those people didn't succeed, otherwise I would chop off her two paws together."

Where has she experienced such a thing, Yue Lingling's face turned white with fright, and she couldn't utter a complete syllable in her throat.

Ning Zhixu was not a simple warning at all, but told her with practical actions that he had done such a thing.

Disgusted glances swept over the girl's face, the boy withdrew his legs and walked out, saying thank you to the messenger before leaving.

The boy almost fell to his knees. You're welcome, big guy!

Everyone witnessed the evil deeds of the teenager, and they all looked at the second victim Yue Lingling with sympathy.

I just wanted to say two words of comfort.

The young man who walked to the door suddenly turned his back to everyone and said lightly: "Aren't you guarding the little fairy, Yue Lingling in your class has done a lot more than me." ”

The words fell, and the boy left without looking back.

The plot is reversed, and after a few seconds of relaxation, a class of students turns their heads and what they should do.

The boy who was about to help Yue Lingling hold the table suddenly withdrew his hand, put his hands into the pockets of his school uniform, whistled and raised his eyes to look at the world and turned around in a dashing manner.

Yue Lingling stomped her feet resentfully, complaining at Lin Weixia, who had always refused to speak out.

The teenager who walked out of the first class saw the teaching director coming with a wooden stick, and his face did not change, and he took out the review book from his pocket.