The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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Looking at the schoolbag hanging languidly on the chair, the man's cold eyes seemed to melt a little bit, and his cold chest seemed to finally have a hint of warmth. Ning Quruo was the first to react, and sneered, "You are quite self-aware." Although the sports committee members were not familiar with Ao Qijun, after three years as classmates, they had all received Ao Qijun's favor to some extent, and they also knew that this man was cold on the outside but warm on the inside most of the time. T...
Looking at the schoolbag hanging languidly on the chair, the man's cold eyes seemed to melt a little bit, and his cold chest seemed to finally have a hint of warmth.
This has been going on for several days.
No matter how busy he is every day, he will take time to come and see me, and today he finally got what he has been waiting for.
But, whose desk is that next to Gu Weimian’s seat?
The man frowned.
The originally warm atmosphere in the classroom had long disappeared.
Everyone was still standing there in a daze.
Ning Quruo was the first to react, and sneered, "You are quite self-aware."
Although the sports committee members were not familiar with Ao Qijun, after three years as classmates, they had all received Ao Qijun's favor to some extent, and they also knew that this man was cold on the outside but warm on the inside most of the time.
Hearing Ning Quruo's words at this moment, they were so angry that their faces turned black.
And the girls before were even more unhappy:
"That's just his modesty."
"That's right! If Ao Qijun is not good enough, then your Gu Weimian will be the best in the world, okay?"
"He has a brain-dead nature. He is really sick."
Ning Quruo almost died of laughter, "Didn't you hear what Ao Qijun said just now? He himself said that he was not worthy."
As he spoke, his eyes showed a bit of contempt and disdain, despising the stupidity of these people, "He himself said that he is not worthy of Gu Weimian, and you still insist on saying that Gu Weimian is not good. Isn't that saying that Ao Qijun is the worst in the world?"
"What did you say?!" The physical education committee member grabbed Ning Quruo.
Several girls were so angry that their faces turned red.
Ning Quruo looked at everyone with disdain, "Did I say something wrong?"
As he said this, he rolled his eyes.
The sports committee members couldn't bear it anymore and pounced on him again.
"Will you beg for mercy?"
No matter what Ning Quruo does, he can't defeat so many of them!
If he had been willing to admit his mistake, they wouldn't have beaten him to death.
The girls on the periphery also followed suit, "That's right, as long as you say you are wrong, we will let you go."
Ning Quruo didn't know what kind of personality he had. He sneered and punched the sports committee member in the stomach. "Gu Weimian is the best in the world!"
This sentence is a slogan that provokes war.
Two groups of people... or to be more precise, one group of people and one person quickly wrestled with each other.
There were too many people on the other side, and the precious young master of the Ning family was hit several times.
Several girls even cheered for the boys in their class:
"Don't hold back!"
"Let him learn a lesson. Let's see if he dares to come to our (1) class and speak nonsense again next time!"
"Beat him hard! Beat him until he surrenders!"
The battle was one-sided.
Originally, it was indeed one-sided...
Dozens of people beat one, and the boys in Class (1) were also fighting with great enthusiasm. No one thought there was anything wrong with doing this, except that Ning Quruo was too hated.
Although I don’t know Ning Quruo’s identity.
His face, his pure Beijing dialect when he spoke, still with a little bit of indescribable laziness in it.
Even if he just stands there lazily, you can clearly feel that people are really different from each other.
Some people are born to stay in the clouds, and they have never left the underground.
This kind of look... I seem to have seen this kind of look somewhere before.
Just standing there lazily, they immediately felt the huge difference.
But what they felt in their hearts was more of awe, not hatred...