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The students who peeked in front of them had a few sneer, and the gaze of Nanxun had brought a bit of sympathy or sarcasm.

Ma Xueqi sat in the front row position, and couldn't help but sneak a sigh after seeing this scene: "Looking at the human model dog, I didn't expect it to be so boring." She just saw that the boy was still springing up,

She is now looking at Fei Meng more pleasing than before. She has already included her in her own squatting. This person is bullying her, and she is naturally not happy.

But before I figured out the identity of this person, Ma Xueqi would not be in a mess. Don't look at her. Sometimes this person is still arrogant and still unassuming. She is always mixed with her old man. She is very alert in some respects. This boy feels very uncomfortable for her.

Su Yiting, who has never been against Ma Xueqi, has also slightly lowered her eyebrows, but she is not because this boy indirectly humiliated Zhu Mengmeng, but the behavior of boys using handkerchiefs to wipe the table made her feel very pregnant.

She hates the boy's boys the most.

Gong Hao did not realize that he had done anything hurtful. He looked southward, smiled very gracefully, and politely asked: "When I sit here, do you feel very crowded?" Nan Yan stared at the tattoo on his face and looked at it for a while. He noticed that his eyes had changed a bit. He suspected that he didn't like others to stare at his face, he took back his eyes and flipped the textbook casually. He replied: "Yes. It’s a bit crowded, you can consider moving the table to another corner, or, by separating the table

Open some, after all, I am bulky, I am afraid that when you accidentally squeezed you out of the chair. ”

Gong Hao’s perfect smile on his face slightly stagnate, and the smile on his face was even bigger. “You are an honest... fat man.”

Nan Yan’s face is slightly black.

Dead boy, what am I a fat man? Believe it or not, I am crushing you?

After Gong Hao finished the sentence, he actually moved his desk to the side, and there was a gully in front of the table.

Everyone looked at Gong Hao’s move, and she was not surprised at all. No one was willing to be at the same table as Fei Meng because she was too fat. Originally, there were some envious fats and the same table with the handsome guy. I couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

The new classmates seem to have joined the big group, and wait until the principal leaves, and the class continues.

Nanxun aimed at the boy next to him. He saw him taking out math textbooks and notebooks from his bag. He sat very well and looked at the students who were studying every day.

She grinned and sighed: "Pretend."

"Yeah?" Gong Hao suddenly looked at her with a slight look.

Nancy did not say anything, concentrate on his notes.

Xiao Ba is a little anxious. "Why don't you talk to the big boss? In the original world, after a few days, Zhu Mengmeng can't stand the pressure and sit with the big boss. You have to take the opportunity, don't waste your grandfather. Something."

Nan Xiaoran, "Okay, I have a few in my heart."

She is going to observe for a while before deciding what way to get along with the big boss who looks like a scorpion.

In the class, many people have come around, there are men and women.

For the mysterious people like Gong Yu, everyone's interest is very strong. Just now the principal and the class teacher did not elaborate on the person's coming. The tattoo on his face also made some boys feel very cool.

The people couldn't help but ask this question. If the attitude is worse, it is just like asking the prisoner.

It can be seen that Gong Yu is well-educated. He replied to all the questions one by one, but he could reply in one round. The people still did not understand this person.

Asked what he did at home, he would answer the business, but did not mention what business.

Asked if his family is very rich, he will smile and respond: enough for me to squander. It sounds like a rich second generation.

I don't know when, Chen Xin actually came around.

She was a little clever. She saw that the small group headed by Ma Rongfei and Su Yiting did not say hello to this boy. It was guessed that his family could not match the flow of Su Yiting, but from the attitude of the principal who sent him personally, he should not come. Small, maybe it is Ma Xueqi's weight.

"Gong Hao, hello, my name is Chen Xin, just sitting in front of you, the tattoo on your face is really beautiful, what kind of pattern?"

After Chen Xin’s words, the smiling teenager suddenly set her eyes on her face.

Chen Xin was looked at him like this, his heart jerked and he lowered his head in shame.

Among the four people in the dormitory, Chen Xin’s family is also a small rich. His father has done a little business in the local area. In these years, he has thousands of assets. He is a famous local entrepreneur. She was also held by people before.

However, once I was placed in this holy spring aristocratic middle school, Chen Xin’s birth was not enough. She was the sparrow in the small place of Su Yiting’s eyes, and she was not qualified to enter their circle.

It can be said that Chen Xin is the lowest part of the group except for the poor students. The father tried to send her in. I didn't need him to say that Chen Xin had already understood the meaning of the family. It was just that she wanted to make more friends with her son, especially the noble son inside. If she could climb a parent, The family business will be very helpful. In recent years, my father already has

The plan to enter the capital city is difficult to open the market without any relationship.

But these sons and brothers are not looking at people in the nostrils, her appearance is just general, it is not easy to climb these people. In the past year, she still spent a lot of thoughts before finally getting married with Ma Xueqi.

In front of this boy, it looks gentle and arrogant, and there is no such arrogance and alienation from other famous people. It gives people a feeling of comfort. Chen Xin’s first sight of this boy is deeply attracted.

Gong Hao looked at Chen Xin and suddenly said: "I have already explained the origin of tattoos, so please don't ask any questions about tattoos in the future."

His voice was still gentle, but the smiles in those eyes seemed to fade, and the depth was like two black holes.

Chen Xin was stared at by the pair of black holes, and suddenly felt a cool breeze blowing through her face, making her suddenly a spirit.

Gong Yu’s mouth was slightly ticked. “And, I don’t really like people staring at the tattoos on my face.”

Everyone has a glimpse.

At this time, the class bell rang again.

Gong Xiaochong laughed again, or the former big boy with no harm to the livestock. He reminded a few girls around him, "Going to class, go back and talk."

A few girls suddenly turned red and shyly returned to their seats.

After Chen Xin sat back in the seat, she still thought about Gong Xiao’s look at her. She was a little bit guilty, but when she sneaked over and looked at the past, the boy was still smiling and very gentle.

Was she thinking more?

The class is very boring for the old fritters Nanxun. This is the same as the feeling of high school students watching the textbooks of primary school students. It has not been of interest. Therefore, when the class is in class, the boring Nanzhao will observe Gong Yu with the corner of his eye. .

A few times down, she probably figured out some rules. Most of the time he seems to be listening carefully, but it is not, he is thinking about something else in his mind. Someone asked him questions after class. He seemed to answer all of them, but he did not really answer, but he evaded some questions he did not want to answer. He is very polite to people, but this courtesy

There is alienation.

This person is like a person wearing a perfect mask, and can swim freely among various people.

"Good-looking?" Gong Yizheng looked at the textbook, but suddenly spit out such a sentence in his mouth, the sound before it was gone, a little heavy.

A glimpse of Nanxun, suddenly returning to God.

She just thought about not actually consciously looking at him, but also captured by him.

He happened to be facing his right face to Nanxun, the tattooed face. All Nanxun can see the tattoo when he is biased.

I don't know if he is asking him whether he looks good or not, or whether the tattoo on his face is good or not.

"Do you think it looks good?" Nan Yan suddenly asked.

Gong Hao listened to this, and then she looked at her.

Through the cover of the book, his eyes toward Nanzhao are dark and dark, not the coldness of yesterday, but it feels like being stared by a poison snake.

"Not good." Gong Yu faintly, he regained his gaze, and the scorpion draped. "So I hate people staring at my face."

Nan Shuzui, some self-deprecatingly said: "Do you think I look good? I have a fat body, I hate people staring at my body, but it is useless, they not only look at me with impunity, but also with their eyes Taunt and dislike, maybe their heart is still calling me a fat pig.

You said, you don't want to, others still want to see, what can you do? ”

"What should I do?" Gong Yu muttered, his face suddenly showing a very bright smile, suggesting: "You can dig their eyes."

Nanxun: ... Nanxun has reason to suspect that Gong Yu is not a neuropathy, or a mental illness.