Chapter Seventy-Two: Sour Chicken

Sure enough, when they heard Wan Yuanbao's words, let alone the future, many students on the spot let out a cold snort of disdain.

"That's just a genius? Sure enough, he is the son of a businessman with little knowledge. ”

"I don't know about the four books and five classics at all, and I am proud of being praised once, and I don't know if I will be able to perform like this in a few days, maybe I don't know if I will be asked again."

"So the son of a merchant is short-sighted and uninformed!"

"According to me, you really have to be capable, and it is the real ability to get a good score in the final examination of the high school entrance examination, and the others are all false, and you can't count them at all!"

"That's it, it's still a genius! Speaking of geniuses, do you still remember the prodigy in Tongwu County, who claimed to be able to memorize the three-character scripture and thousand-character texts at the age of three, and the four-character book at the age of seven. ”

"Remember, isn't that person in his twenties now in his twenties and hasn't been lifted? It's almost a negative example of genius. ”

"So what's the use of the false name of a genius, if you don't get to the middle school to get to the middle school, you can't be proud, we can't learn from such a shallow person......"

In the face of these students, Zhong Ling didn't say anything.

She walked out of the classroom without stopping, leaving the voices far behind.

Wan Yuan Bao raised his neck and said angrily.

"It's only sour there, so what's the matter, anyway, today is Shuyu who has been praised, and some people haven't got!"

Wan Yuan Bao said with a grimace and stuck out his tongue.

"Balabala, off you chirping sour chickens!"

After speaking, he quickly caught up with Zhong Ling's pace.

Wan Bao's performance made some students angry and said: "The son of this vulgar businessman actually said that we are sour chickens, which is really ridiculous, do we need to be sour?" ”

In the corridor, Zhong Ling listened to the angry voice inside, and curled the corners of his mouth funny.

Sour chicken.

Wanbao is advanced and uses Internet words.

Next to him, Wan Yuan Bao glanced at Zhong Ling's expression, and lost the smart expression just now.

Like a child who did something wrong, he whispered in frustration: "I'm sorry, I let you be told by them again, it's just that they used to talk about you, but now that you have become powerful, I can't help but want them to know how good you are, so that they don't dare to say you, but it seems to have become the opposite." ”

Zhong Ling corrected his words and said, "It's counterproductive. ”

Wan Yuan Bao nodded hurriedly and said, "Yes, yes, it's counterproductive!" ”

Zhong Ling glanced at him, looked at the students from other classes in front of him, and said lightly: "I understand what you mean, so you don't need to apologize to me, besides, you are very beautiful, sour chicken, quite a powerful adjective." ”

When Wan Yuan Bao heard this adjective being praised, he showed a happy smile on his face and said: "Because they are always chirping, but they are not like the old hens at home, and they are so sour, isn't they sour chickens." ”

"And let me tell you, I've eaten chicken made of hot and sour soup, and it's delicious."

Speaking of eating, Wan Yuanbao's round face immediately showed a yearning for greed.

During the conversation between the two, the students behind them also walked out of the school one after another.

Obviously, many students were still angry about what they said before, so they looked at the two figures in front of them, deliberately raised their voices, and continued to taunt around the bush......

Wan Yuan Bao bit his lip angrily.

I wanted to say it, but the other party didn't say anything, and when I answered it, I let the students in other classes see the joke.

Don't say it, it's obviously talking about them again.

In Wan Yuanbao's angry mood, Zhong Ling said lightly: "It's nothing, let them say go, just a few sour words, nothing to care about, the facts will prove everything in the future." “

Because of the sour words, she used to listen a lot.

In the end, when the grade results came out and the college entrance examination results came out, those people were still stunned.

Therefore, these words can't shake her mentality.

As long as it's not too much, she's not in the mood to deal with it at all.

Soon the two of them went downstairs with many students from other classes.

At this point in time, most of the students go to the cafeteria for lunch, and occasionally some students are brought by someone to bring food or poorer dry food.

Zhong Ling didn't let anyone send it or bring it, so he naturally went to the canteen.

"Shuyu, what do you want to eat later? I'll buy it for you. ”

"I don't know, I'll see when the time comes."

All the way, in the non-stop voice of Wanbao, the two came to the cafeteria.