Looking at Zheng Nanan, an awkward child, making such mischief, Fu Yingying felt it necessary to teach the child a lesson so that the child would not go astray without knowing the greatness of heaven and earth.

Alas, Fu Yingying is a little tired.

These middle school boys, if they are bad, are not so bad, that is, they love face and rebel. Either follow him or convince him.

Fu Yingying pinched Zheng Nannan's right index finger with two fingers, exerted a little force, smiled and asked, "do you still poke?"

"Just poke!" Zheng Nan's expression was distorted by the pain, but he still gritted his teeth and insisted.

Fu Yingying tried again, smiled again and asked, "do you still poke?"

"Just poke!" Zheng Nannan's breathing was so painful.

"Ha ha!" Fu Yingying sneered and forced again, "do you still poke?"

"Just... Before Zheng Nannan finished, he was too painful to go on. He was worried that Fu Yingying would break his finger as soon as he tried," ouch, it hurts, it hurts... "

"Still... Poke...?" Fu Yingying's expression was cold, word by word, looking at Zheng Nannan's eyes, high above.

Zheng Nannan counseled, "no... no more pokes!"

I used to think Fu Yingying was so good-looking, but now I think Fu Yingying is so bad, just like the beautiful snake in the book.

Fu Yingying then let go and held Zheng Nanan's finger, and then sat down quietly to read.

The minions behind him were foolish to see that Zheng Nanan actually gave in. Their boss Zheng was afraid of such a little girl as Fu Yingying.

"Boss, you just suck off Fu Yingying's little girl?" the boys behind him were not convinced, and felt that the elder was not giving him strength and losing face.

If it had been before, Zheng Nannan would have jumped up and rushed up to continue the competition, but just now he was about to faint in pain. He was frightened and dared not provoke Fu Yingying. "You are not afraid of pain, you go!"

At this time, Fu Yingying raised her head and looked sadly at the boys who killed Matt's hairstyle. Her knuckles were pinched. "Who wants to try..."

Zhou Xiaopeng, who had just called the most joyful, immediately counseled. Even old Zheng, who had always been tough, counseled. He didn't dare.

Several people looked at each other and dared not come forward.

Fu Yingying is too lazy to entangle with these people and continues to study.

Li Xiaomeng looked at Fu Yingying admiringly. "Yingying, you're great. I admire you so much. I feel very safe sitting next to you."

"Oh, don't worry, it will make you feel more secure in the future." Fu Yingying smiled. Li Xiaomeng is too soft and cute, so she is often bullied.

However, from now on, Li Xiaomeng, she is covered by Fu Yingying.

After class, the head teacher, Mr. Yang, came and began to choose the monitor.

There is no democracy at this time, so the head teacher will decide directly.

Li Kaixuan, a boy with thick eyes in the class, got good grades and became a monitor; Fu Yingying got the best grades in this class and became a study committee member and a representative of English class; Zheng Nanan is actually a sports committee member, but he also agrees with the image of Zheng Xiangnan's Gao Ma da.

"Yingying, your grades are very good!" praised Li Xiaomeng. "Please take care of it in the future."

"OK, as long as you want to learn, I will teach you." Fu Yingying smiled, his big eyes narrowed into a seam, and revealed two lovely little tiger teeth.

Zheng Nanan and others in the back looked at Fu Yingying's exquisite side face. Why is such a good-looking person so fierce?