He is so young that he can't pretend at all.

Yue Tingfeng didn't care about them at all. He took out his math textbook and took the exam in class next time. He didn't have time to talk to them.

The boy in the back seat pounded Yue Tingfeng's back with a ballpoint pen: "Yue Tingfeng, don't be so stingy. Tell us, you have suddenly become a good student, teacher. Are you very happy?"

His strength is not small at all. He felt sharp pain when he heard the wind.

The boy in the back seat was obviously rammed with the end of the pen, just like the needle. If it's not intentional, Yue doesn't believe it.

Although Yue Tingfeng promised to make trouble with Xia Anlan as little as possible, this film represents his good temper.

He turned around abruptly, snatched the ball point pen from the boy's hand, then broke it with a snap.

Yue Tingfeng loosened his hand, and two sections of the pen holder fell to the ground. The refill inside was also twisted.

He looked at the stunned boy, cold spit out a word: "roll."

The boy was staring at Yue and listening to the wind, and then Cry, wail the kind of big cry!

Just after class, the class was a little noisy, the boy suddenly cried loud, shock other people have shut up.

Yue listens to the wind and looks at him coldly, "it's a man. Just shut up for me. I want to cry. Don't disturb me."

The boy didn't listen and still cried: "my pen, the pen my aunt brought me back from the capital, this is the only one in Los Angeles Wu Wu, you compensate me, you compensate me... "

Yue listened to Feng's sneer: "the capital?"

Also have the face to say, a broken pen.

He took a look at his shoulder. The boy deliberately poked him with the end of his writing and drew several lines on his shoulder. It was particularly obvious that he pointed to his clothes: "see? My clothes, Hermes from France, 7000 In US dollars, pay for it. "

He didn't want to say anything about the clothes, but if one of them is destroyed, it will be destroyed.

But I didn't expect that this smelly boy had the face to say with a broken pen. In this case, how polite is he?

The crying boy suddenly lost his voice, "I I didn't mean to I It's just

Yue Tingfeng interrupted him: "just what? You can't lie. What can a fool like you do? "

The boy cried again: "you Wuwu, you scold me You scold me How dare you scold me... "

Yue Tingfeng pointed out: "it's right to scold you. If you want to cry, don't hinder my eyes in front of me."

The boy yelled, "I If I don't go out, why should I go out? You're going out. You're a pain in the neck. You think you've suddenly become a good student. Hum, you're not. You're just pretending to let the teacher praise you. When you take the exam, you'll see how shameful you are... "

The boy is taller than Yue Tingfeng, and the quick leader is bigger than him. He stands and Yue Tingfeng sits, but even so, he has no confidence. Yue Tingfeng is far higher than him in momentum.

Yue Tingfeng sneered: "yes, I will let you know what shame is when I wait for the exam!

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Good night, girls, go to sleep, go to sleep, pack the car at 7 am! I haven't had a good sleep for a long time

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