"Basketball? Bullfighting!"

After hearing this Panyutian saying this, Zhang Xiaofan shook his head slowly and had to say that he now admires Panyutian for showing such courage in front of himself.

However, Zhang Xiaofan didn't answer anything positively at this time, but Luo Yurou was at this time, and he stood directly in front of Zhang Ai's favorite buddha.

"Pan Yutian, I said it was time for your farce to end ?!"

During the talk, Luo Yurou's cheeks were filled with anger. This kind of expression was really the first time in history that Luo Yurou came to Peiping University.

"I advise you, Panyutian, now you better be honest with your filthy, filthy intestines, and stop doing this kind of insulting thing."

As soon as the word fell, Luo Yurou looked at Zhang Xiaofan behind him, with a deep self-confidence above his pretty face, said.

"The man standing in front of you is one of the most powerful men in the world!"

"In any respect, you have nothing to compare with this man at all!"

"Just as you know, the current affairs expert is Junjie. If you are still a smart person, then you should leave quickly and leave yourself a last dignity better than now!"

At this moment, Pan Yutian was also stunned by Luo Yurou's words, and he was completely stunned.

What he never thought was that a kind of gentle and quiet elementary school girl who always gives people would have such an aggressive and sharp side.

At this moment, this also makes Pan Yutian's heart completely filled with deep shame and deep unwillingness.

Right now, Luo Yurou was in front of everyone present, and said in public that he was worse than Zhang Xiaofan.

Even this has risen to the stage of insult.

I have to say that this is even more sad than Pan Yutian's real defeat under Zhang Xiaofan's hands. In the woman he admires, there is a rare man in the sky in front of himself. No exaggeration.

When looking at that man, his eyes only admired and trusted him, and he was proud of other men!

There is no doubt that this is a devastating blow to any man!

Pan Yutian was naturally exempt from vulgarity. At the moment, his face was pale, but Luo Yurou didn't care about his loss of soul at the moment, turned around, returned to Zhang Xiaofan, and stood with Zhao Yinger.

Zhang Xiaofan's indifferent eyes glanced lightly, shaking his head and grinning, said.

"It's not your fault as a waste, but you're afraid that under the premise that you know you are waste, you don't have a little bit of self-knowledge about waste."

"At least for the time being, your Panyutian is not even a waste!"

After His Majesty's remarks, Zhang Xiaofan turned around and left, Zhao Yinger nodded with smile at Luo Yurou, followed Zhang Xiaofan, holding his arm, a kind of intimacy.

As for Luo Yurou, her eyes were gazing complexly at the back and forth of Zhang Xiaofan and Zhao Yinger ...