Quick Transmigration: The villains don't follow the routine!

After holding both hands, the boy who was the first to provoke did not start directly, but thought for a while and said:

"What should I do if I lose?"

Song Le saw the embarrassment and reluctance on the tablemate's face, and said in a timid voice: "What do you want to do?"

"Hey... I'll think about it carefully." Unexpectedly, the boy actually started to think seriously.

In the end he laughed and said, "Whoever loses will care about the one who wins?"

Although it was a question, the tone was already undeniable.

Song Le was too bored, so after looking carefully, he realized that the boy was different from the people in the class in terms of his clothes, face and hairstyle.

To be precise, it's like everyone else is a pure country boy, but he is just like the one in the urban-rural fringe.

...Could it be that there are also low-profile versions of bullies in the mountains?

Song Le continued to watch.

The chubby boy's face flushed instantly and he said, "This, how can this be done!"

"Why not? It's as good as winning if you want to. I will never play tricks."

"...I-I can't do it." The fat boy withdrew his hand again, shaking his head vigorously.

The boy was a little annoyed immediately, "Hey, how did you say you made it up and then regretted it?"

Song Le saw that he finally forced her tablemate to agree, and then started excitedly, gearing up.

Suddenly thought: Hey, hey, it can't be because there is a program filmed here, so this young man from the urban-rural fringe of the middle school wants to show his style?

"..." The speechless Song Le continued to watch the excitement.

Then I saw that due to the special angle, when the sound of the beginning had not completely fallen, the boy sneaked ahead and exerted force.

Song Le couldn't help frowning slightly——

Did this person do it on purpose?

He not only wanted to make her tablemate look ugly, but also wanted to get back the limelight.

A second or two after the start, the chubby boy obviously began to struggle. He clenched his teeth, and the veins on his neck burst out. He was fighting with red faces, but he still tried his best to pull down in order not to be humiliated.

Song Le pursed her lips.

There were more and more crowds around and booing. Seeing that he hadn't been knocked down yet, and seeing that he seemed to be trying his best, the boy instantly frowned angrily.

As if pulling too hard, nails dug into the fat boy's hand socket.

Then slammed down.

Seeing the pained look on the fat boy's face, the boy was grinning, and said a bit meanly: "Hey, I won, why don't you hurry up and shout!"

"I can't..." The fat boy shook his head vigorously and repeated.

"What works? It's fun! You want to renege on your debt? You can't afford it..."

"I want to try it too."

Just when a few traces of displeasure appeared on the boy's face, and he couldn't stop sarcasm, he was suddenly interrupted by a casual female voice.

"Who?" The boy was a little puzzled.

Song Le repeated again: "It's quite fun, let me try it, okay?"

As soon as these words came out, the number of people watching the commotion doubled.

The surrounding area was so noisy that even the big cameraman could barely squeeze in.

The boy also looked flattered, did not expect such a beautiful girl to take the initiative to talk to him? !Could it be that he was attracted by his appearance just now?

If he knew that this boy had such disgusting and narcissistic thoughts in his heart, Song Le would probably beat him until his own mother didn't even know him!

But now, Song Le just looked at the boy indifferently. In fact, he disliked this kind of person, but he just concealed his emotions a little.

Then let the people around you be quiet, and asked: "How about it, let's decide whether to win or lose?"

The faint hoarse voice attracted Ye Han who was passing by the class, and he stopped immediately.