It turns out that the boss is a bamboo horse

Chapter 174 As long as he is happy, impulse is the devil

"When old classmates met, why did classmate Yu leave suddenly? It shouldn't be unfamiliar, after all, we only met a while ago."

Zhao Yu's smug voice was extremely loud, causing Lin Xia and Fu Xi to stop in their tracks, but Yu Huanxi didn't stop at all, and instead moved faster.

Instead of being angry, Zhao Yu smiled, and followed slowly with determined steps, "We just visited that person in the hospital last night, and he seems to be recovering well, but the effect is not what we wanted."

"In my opinion, you don't look like Huanxi's old classmate, but more like you're here to trouble Huanxi." Lin Xia put one hand on her hip and pinned Zhao Yu with the other, with a fierce expression on her face.

At the same time, Yu Huanxi also stopped, and slowly clenched her hands hanging by her sides.

Fu Xi saw it, ran forward and asked concerned: "Is there any trouble between you?"

Yu Huanxi forced a smile, "He's not a good person, it's best for you to stay away from him." After she finished speaking, she stepped forward and pulled Lin Xia to stand behind her.

The arc of Zhao Yu's mouth became more and more rambunctious, "Student Yu left as soon as he saw me, and stopped to talk to me when I mentioned the person in the hospital. Are you interested in that person in the hospital, Student Yu?"

His meaningful eyes can easily make people who don't know the facts fantasize.

Yu Huanxi said with a cold face, "How can you not get your shoes wet when you often stand by the river, and the retribution will fall on your heads sooner or later."

"Retribution? I'm afraid it won't be able to find us for the rest of its life."

Zhao Yu acted frivolously and was slapped away by Yu Huanxi, otherwise this salty pig's hand would have fallen on her face.

"Based on your attitude, the person in the hospital may not be able to get out of bed and walk for the rest of his life."

Zhao Yu withdrew his hand with a sneer, it doesn't matter if he can't touch it now, anyway, there will be plenty of opportunities to touch it later.

He fell in love with Yu Huanxi when he was in junior high school, and he still misses her until now. To be honest, he admires his perseverance a little bit.

It would be a pity if the person who has persisted for so long is not included in the bag.

"For classmate Yu, I will definitely play basketball well and try to let classmate Yu see my most handsome posture."

Zhao Yu compared a V with his hands in a good mood. He didn't care how Yu Huanxi treated him, as long as he was happy.

Isn't the most important thing in life is to make yourself happy?

"Training is about to start, Zhao Yu, why don't you hurry over here!" Zhou Hao looked for him and saw Yu Huanxi was there, with an expression as stinky as a stone in a latrine.

Zhao Yu saw Yu Huanxi clearly with his unrestrained eyes before turning back to the basketball court.

Yu Huanxi's face was covered with a layer of frost, before Lin Xia and Fu Xi could speak, "I'm fine, I'm going back to the classroom first."

Lin Xia and Fu Xi were stuck in their throats, and they were hesitating whether to follow up. Thinking about it, it would be better for Huanxi to be quiet.

"That man has a slutty face, it's so disgusting." Song Chengyu, who was squatting behind the grass and watching the show, couldn't help but speak out.

Lu Feng didn't say a word, and sullenness was hidden under his dark and unclear expression.

Fu Mo Nian's thin lips were pressed into a straight line, and he strode back to the basketball court.

Song Chengyu hurriedly patted his butt and got up, "You don't mean to fight with that man, do you? Impulse is the devil, you have to hold back!"

Who made him a school grass, the most valued school role model by the teachers?

Once a mistake is made, the end is much worse than that of ordinary students who make mistakes.

Lu Feng glanced at Fu Mo Nian's hurried back, and turned around...

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　　Song Chengyu spread his legs to catch up with Fu Mo Nian, "Impulse is the devil! Don't do it!"

　　Fu Mo Nian paused, looked back and glanced coldly, "It's 18 characters, and I haven't been fierce once. In the long run, what will readers think of me? They will only think that this hero is really weak."

　　"Where is it weak? Our Fu Xiaocao is strong." An Shang appeared with a lollipop in his mouth, and patted Fu Mo Nian's shoulder like a good buddy.

　　Fu Mo Nian hid back, his eyes were cold, "Men and women are not intimate, be careful that the author teases you."

　　Anshang rolled his eyes at Tian, ​​"If that guy Ah Kuang dares to touch me, I'll let Qingsheng ravage her hard!"

　　"Don't, if Ah Kuang is so ravaged that he can't walk on the ground, then who will continue to write the story?" Gu Ran said hastily.

　　Song Chengyu smiled wretchedly, "No one writes the best, let us develop freely and do whatever we want."

　　——(An Shang, Gu Ran, and Qing Sheng in the theater are from the readers)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)