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"Oh, Zuo Yan."

Tao Yi'an turned the pen in his hand without raising his head, staring at Gui Zhenghe in his hand.

"Take a look, this new guy is so handsome." Yu Yue scratched his chin with his bright red nails, and kicked him under the seat.

Tao Yi'an laughed out two dimples, and reached out to touch Yu Yue's chest: "So what's wrong with being handsome, haven't you always liked me?"

"Go to hell!" Yu Yue blushed, picked up the manga and threw it on his face.On the cover, the face of the girl playing the violin is twisted into a ball.

"Quiet!"

The head teacher smashed the chalk tip over here, and the students roared with laughter.It has only been two months since the school started, and the two have already become famous far and wide.

The boy on the stage also raised his head.

Tao Yi'an hugged his head to avoid Yu Yue's beating, his eyes rolled wildly.Inadvertently, they met the eyes of the boy.

Scrawled gray coat and track pants.He was tall and shaved, with only a few pimples on his face.His eyes were black and sharp, like sharpened pencil ends.

He glanced at Tao Yi'an, then turned his head away without smiling.

Out of nowhere, Tao Yi'an decided to hate him.

Within a week, the nympho girls in the class found out about Zuo Yan's family background.

Outsider, single parent, lived with my mother.Every morning I bring my own egg fried rice, and I get home from school on time at noon, and my grades are average.Yu Yue has a good friend who likes him very much. He flew over after class and reported what Zuo Yan did and said today.She said that Zuo Yan looked so handsome in school uniform, and she was about to turn his back on him and never liked Ekin Cheng anymore.A day or two is fine, but Tao Yi'an gets annoyed after a long time.One day between classes, when the girl was blushing again and said Zuo Yan this and that, he slapped the table and stood up, shouting, "Is it true that Zuo Yan's farts smell good?!"

The students are very cooperative.The noisy classroom suddenly fell silent when he shouted, but he was so tall and stupid, Zuo Yan fixed his eyes on him when he turned around in his seat.

"Would you like me to smell it for you?"

Zuo Yan said.

It is not a particularly standard Mandarin, with a touch of southern softness; but the tone is full of provocation.Tao Yi Anxin jumped up suddenly, angry from the heart, grabbed the notebook and threw it on his head.

Zuo Yan couldn't react in time, and the forehead was hit firmly by the hard corner of the notebook.Tao Yi'an froze, watching his skin congest and turn red.There was a commotion, and several girls gathered around, tiptoeing to check the wound.Zuo Yan shook his head, grabbed the gray leather notebook, pulled it with his big hand, and tore off all the paper inside.

Then he picked up a fragment and looked at it.

"The writing is ugly," he said.

The next day, with a Band-Aid on his forehead, Zuo Yan sat silently in his seat to eat.

The two were separated by three rows. When passing by, Tao Yi'an deliberately shook the Roujiamo in his hand, but the bag was not fastened tightly, and several drops of marinade fell on the school pants.

He screamed, Zuo Yan tilted his head, looking at him with a mentally retarded look.

Tao Yi'an couldn't bear it.Stepping on Zuo Yan's chair, he hugged the Roujiamo and began to chew on it.He chattered while eating, and in the end, he didn't even let go of the fat in the corner of the bag.

Yu Yue, who had just entered the classroom, was dumbfounded.