Boss, she is unparalleled

Chapter 879

Jiang Yu hooked the plastic bag in which the medicine was placed, and nodded seriously.

After paying the money, Jiang Yu walked towards the teaching building.

Back in the classroom, it happened to be the end of get out of class time, and Jiang Yu's original desk had already been changed.

The literary and art committee members are promoting the next week's art festival activities in the class.

Seeing Jiang Yu coming in, the art committee member's eyes lit up, and asked Wu Shiyin beside him, "Do you think Jiang Yu can participate?"

Wu Shiyin was putting on makeup on her face, when she heard what her deskmate said, she glanced at the blank registration form.

"Jiang Yu? What does she know? I haven't heard of her specialties."

Wu Shiyin stopped suddenly, and with a thought, she picked up a pen and wrote Jiang Yu's name in the first column.

Let her do it again!

Wait until the day of the art festival to see how she loses face!

The literary and art committee watched the whole process, a little embarrassed, "Is this not good?"

Jiang Yu has always been a master who cannot be offended, and the scene of dealing with Wu Shiyin before is still vivid in his memory.

Wu Shiyin glared at the literary and art committee, "What are you afraid of? I'll cover you if something goes wrong!" Saying that, she threw the application form back to the literary and art committee.

"When M's lipstick comes out with a new product, I will give you one."

When the literary and art committee heard that there was lipstick, they no longer hesitated, "Then what do you want her to perform?"

Wu Shiyin suddenly remembered Jiang Yu's previous figure of more than 200 kilograms, and thought that even if she had learned other things, she must have never learned dance.

Who expects a ball to learn to dance.

Incessantly, Wu Shiyin pointed at the category column maliciously, "Dancing."

The literary and art committee was stunned for a moment, but filled it in anyway.

It seems that Wu Shiyin and Jiang Yu are completely matched.
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When it was time to leave school, Jiang Yu got into the car waiting at the door and went back.

When he got home, the old man saw Jiang Yu's hand wrapped in gauze, and his heart ached so much that he hurriedly asked the kitchen to prepare something to replenish blood.

When the wound healed, Jiang Yu received a notice from Lao Huang asking her to prepare for the dance at the art festival.

dance?

WTF?

Did I sign up?

Shouldn't you sign up for art festivals first?

Jiang Yu was so angry that he almost smashed the table with another slap.

After 2 minutes, Jiang Yu understood that it was the grandson who wanted to punish her.

Then there was no doubt about Wu Shiyin. It seemed that one lawyer's letter hadn't killed her, so she had to send a few more.

Wu Shiyin, who was trying out the new lipstick in front of the mirror with the literary and art committee, suddenly felt a chill on her back, and a gust of cold air rushed from the soles of her feet to the top of the sky.

The provocative Wu Shiyin shuddered.

What the hell?

It wasn't until Wu Shiyin was inexplicably dragged into an alley after school and was beaten up that she realized where the chill came from.

After Jiang Yu beat him up, as soon as he walked out of the alley, he almost collided with Guan Jinglan who was standing against the wall.

Guan Jinglan glanced at Wu Shiyin who was crying with her head in the alley, raised her eyebrows slightly, "What happened to her?"

Guan Jinglan had never seen a girl who would make a move without saying a word, and she was the kind who didn't care about men and women.

A little... sassy?

Subconsciously, Jiang Yu put her hands behind her back, what the fuck, how did she bump into Dabai by such a coincidence?
"Good evening, miss." Jin Peng's voice came from behind.

Jiang Yu looked back.

Oh open!

It wasn't just Guan Jinglan, there were several of them.

There were also several black and shiny locomotives parked beside them.

Jiang Yu pursed her lower lip, and answered Guan Jinglan's question, "There is a grudge."

Guan Jinglan twitched the corners of her mouth, she was really... honest.

Jiang Yu lowered his eyes and brushed off the ashes on his schoolbag, that little bit of guilt was gone long ago, it's not like he hasn't seen Lao Tzu fight before.

"Why are you here?" he asked casually.

Jinpeng replied loudly, "Let's go to the Internet cafe."

He also pointed to the alley, "Go through this alley."

Jiang Yu: "..." Miscalculated!

(End of this chapter)