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Nanxun remembers that Xiaoba said that the big boss will transfer to school today, so this boy is not...

"Call a small eight."

Small eight seconds back: "Yes."

"This boy is just --"

"Yes! It's the big boss in adolescence, hehe, isn't it particularly handsome? Although half of the face is covered by tattoos, don't you think that such a big boss is more cool? The little age is so handsome. In a few years, is it still?"

Nanzhao’s eyes moved. “You mean, the teenager in the luxury car I saw at the West Gate yesterday... is this in front of me?”

She only saw the person's intact side face, even if he was biased to the side, it was extremely fast, so he did not notice his other half of the face, or she saw it, but only thought that Black is the shadow under the light.

Who can think of it as a tattoo? This kind of thing appeared on a boy's face, especially the boy who smiled like a yang in front of his eyes. It looks so different... out of place.

Xiao Yaoxiao laughed. "It is him."

Nan Yan can not help but frown.

Yesterday, the boy inadvertently glimpsed, she just wanted to forget and forget, too cold. Although it is not close, but with that one eye, she also knows that it is a cold and arrogant person who is not close to him. How can he not get in touch with this sunny boy?

This is exactly what makes Nanxun feel weird. The contrast between the two is too big, not like the same person.

Could it be that the sun is harmless now?

When Nan Yan felt surprised, the headmaster at this time stared at the boy named Gong Yu, his eyes were subtle.

If it wasn't for the reception of the person with the chairman of the school last night, he saw with his own eyes how lonely and indifferent this person was, and even the school manager did not get his good face. The principal would think that he would admit the wrong person. At this time, Gong Yi saw many people staring at him curiously, especially the tattoo on his face. Perhaps he was used to this kind of gaze. His smile on his face did not change. He explained slowly: "When I was a child I accidentally left a shackle, I was afraid to scare others, so I used the tattoo to cover the past.

I hope that everyone will not alienate me. In the future, everyone will help each other and make progress together. ”

The headmaster returned to God and quickly said: "Yes, Gong Xi is not special. Afterwards, everyone should not make a fuss about his face. If I find it, remember it once!"

The principal’s expression when he said this was very serious, not a joke.

After three times, he will be ordered to drop out of school. After three times, he will stop school for a week and report to the whole school. No one can afford to lose this face.

The students in the classroom couldn't help but pick up. Obviously, the principal's attitude towards the new classmate made them dissatisfied.

However, the tattoo on the face of this person is really amazing.

In order to cover up scars?

They stared at them for a long time. I really didn't see that the tattoo was originally a scar. The craft was too exquisite, and I didn't know where the man was stabbing. In addition to the 10% of those who can come to school, the remaining 90% are from the junior high school in the country. The remaining 90% are some of the relationships in the family or the ladies in the upper class, everyone sees this student. The manner of acting is like the people in their circle, but I don’t know.

To what extent.

If there are some well-known entrepreneurs or sons of senior military and political officials, some of them should have been seen before.

When I was a child, I left my face and later tattooed. I didn’t have this person in my impression.

Studying committee member Su Yiting looked at the class leader Ma Rongfei and they exchanged a look.

do not know.

Ma Rongfei’s father was the manager of Shengquan Aristocratic High School, but today’s father’s matter was not mentioned to him, and he was not necessarily a famous and famous family.

Su Yiting's father is the boss of Ruida Real Estate. He has tens of billions of net worth. Her position in this class can't be shaken. Even Ma Rongfei has a polite attitude towards her.

She does not want the balance in the class to be broken. This person has nothing to do with it.

Su Yiting’s table at the same table exclaimed: “Yi Ting, this man grows handsome, don’t you think the tattoo on his face is cool?”

Su Yiting is not interested, cold and authentic: "It is really good to see, but you are sure this is cool? This kind of weak and beautiful boy is not my dish."

At the same table, he said, "Where is it weak, it is tall and handsome," but she did not dare to provoke Su Yiting not to be happy. She immediately laughed. "Yeah, this person can compare with Jin Ge."

Su Yiting heard the words "Golden Brother" and his face was red and red.

After the brief introduction of the teenager on the stage, the class teacher had to arrange a seat for him. Gong Yan smiled politely and said: "Thank you, Teacher Wu, but I am tall, sitting in the last row."

He said, he swept to the last row of the classroom and pointed to somewhere. "There is just a vacancy there. I just sit there."

As soon as this was said, the students who were whispering suddenly snorted, and the last row of vacancies was -

Everyone brushed and looked at the last row. In the corner of the left side of the classroom, Zhu Mengmeng, the number one fat guy in their class, sat there. There was indeed a vacancy next to her. Because the fat girl had a large area, the vacancy had not been withdrawn. Both of them are occupied by one piece.

The expressions of the students suddenly became rich and colorful.

This little handsome guy who just turned around is actually sitting with the fate of their class?

God, will this visual impact be a little too big?

Nanxun, who had a stunned expression, saw him coming towards himself, and had moved consciously to the side to ensure that he did not occupy the extra table.

Nancy slightly picked up his eyebrows and said to him: "I suddenly understand why you chose Zhu Mengmeng's body. Hey, the big boss at the same table, the original idea you played."

Xiao Ba laughed, "Do you think that the Lord is particularly wise?"

Nanxun did not answer and ask, "Really, what do you actually hide?"

When I was young, I didn’t say anything, and I was dead.

Nanjiao's mouth was slightly bent and did not continue to ask.

The tall boys walked to Nanxun and brought a shadow.

Nan Yan looked up at him. After a close look, she became more and more aware that Xiao Ba said it was good. This boy is very handsome. When he smiles, he forgets the strange tattoo on his face. He is unconsciously trying to get close. impulse.

Gong Hao did not sit down immediately, but looked at the table that Nanxun had just vacated with a near-critical eye.

This table and chair is used by Nanxun himself, so it is rubbed every day, but Gong Yu still took out a neatly folded Jinpa from the uniform pocket.

After re-wiping the tables and chairs with Napa, he re-stacked the jinpa.

Everyone thought that he would put the folded jinpa back in his pocket, but he didn't want this person to throw it away. He almost threw it out without looking at it. He didn't expect the thing to be in the middle... garbage The barrel, a bang.

The soft handkerchief can also make a bang, showing that his hand is not small.

Nanxun: ...

Is this really aside the gray on the desk, or is it used by her? Nima, isn't this the face of her in public?