Xueba's little wild cat is too sultry [ABO]

Fan Du wiped his neck with his sleeve viciously, and slanted his eyes at Xie Gu, thinking that this fucking escaped from the mental hospital!

He turned around and left, and went back to find his dad's assistant and the new head teacher.

Only Fan Du and the new head teacher were left in the clinker corridor.

His father's assistant had already left, and before leaving, he wanted to explain to the prince again, but he didn't see the prince himself.

The prince has already explained with practical actions that "retirement without incident".

The new class teacher's surname is "Wen", but I have nothing to do with this Wen Zou Zou's surname. At the age of forty, I have already become bald with a piece of blue Mediterranean. Fan Du gave the name of this class teacher in his heart. Discount, called "old bald".

The old bald led Fan Du to the textbook room to get new textbooks. Fan Du had already bought many books himself, so he flipped through them and picked out a few exercise books.

The old bald man's body was steamed with fat in midsummer. He fanned the wind and asked, "Why didn't you take them all together? Why don't you go back and preview?"

Fan Du didn't talk much, "The preview is over."

"I just talked to your father's... secretary. Have you changed schools many times?" The old bald asked him, "Are you able to keep up academically?"

Fan Du nodded condescendingly, "Yes."

His father is a well-known painter, and his paintings of clouds are the most famous. He ran after clouds all over the country, and even took Fan Du along with him, so he didn't spend a full semester in one school.

The old bald probably had never dealt with such a cold student before. He just thought that new students would be shy when they met the teacher in charge, so he enthusiastically embraced Fan Du's shoulders, "I saw your entrance exam results, they are very good, especially English, I think you can take the TOEFL IELTS test! Your grades are enough to enter the top class, but why do you want to come to our class?"

Fan Du distanced himself from the head teacher without any trace, letting his hand drop, "It's nothing, I like it."

During the entrance exam, Fan Du directly asked the invigilator which class was the worst in the school.

The invigilator told him that it was Class [-].

When Fan Du was choosing classes, he immediately saw Class [-] at the bottom.

After talking on and on for a long time, the old bald finally got to the point, "...our class may be a little worse than the top class."

The so-called "almost a little bit" is really bald and modest.

Fan Du carried his bag and followed the old bald man to the door of the classroom, when he heard shouting like war inside, it was so lively.

As soon as the old bald opened the door, a dusty broom smashed towards his face.

The old bald was obviously used to such battles, and he had cultivated his agility. With a single grab from the air, he held the broom in his hand.

The class was still as noisy as a large chicken farm, and no one gave Lao Bald a look.

Fan Du followed Lao Tu into the class, the wound on his neck was stinging slightly, and a faint smell of tobacco pheromone spread in the class.

The originally noisy classroom suddenly quieted down, and everyone's eyes were on Fan Du.

With his hands in his pockets and his chin raised slightly, Fan Du stood in front of the classroom as if looking down on Fan Chen.

Someone muttered at the bottom, "Fuck, good A's pheromone."

Little O covered her heart, "Mom, I want to give him a second child."

"very handsome."

At first glance, Fan Du's appearance is amazing.With an unconventional beauty face, flying long eyebrows, and a pair of affectionate peach blossom eyes, combined with a cool and indifferent expression, he directly booked a seat for him.

Another person noticed sharply, "There are teeth marks on his neck!"

"Damn it? Famous grass has an owner?"

"Who, who, who can handle such an attacking peerless name A?"

Sensing the projected gaze, Fan Du raised his hand and touched the back of his neck. Thinking of the biting dog, he pulled one corner of his mouth and showed a sneer.

This tiny expression made everyone in the class gasp.

The old bald clapped his hands, but he couldn't calm down the class. He could only raise his voice, as if in mourning, "Come on, Fan Du, let me introduce myself to everyone!"

Compared with the old bald, everyone gave the handsome guy more face, and stopped talking, calmed down and waited to listen to the handsome guy.

Fan Du raised his eyelids, "Fan Du."

There was nothing else to say other than these two cool words, and he went straight to an empty seat in the class and sat down.

His face has the characteristics of people from the south of the Yangtze River, very white, as if made of white porcelain without any blemishes, which also makes his eyebrows particularly thick and colorful, a pair of long eyebrows fly into the clouds, and he looks very unhuman when he is not speaking.

At this moment, Fan Du turned around at the front table, and said with a little trepidation, "Your place is... Boss Xie's place."

Fan Du frowned, thank you?

At this time, I heard a voice from the back door, "Report!"

The old man standing at the door has a strong nose, and his facial features are very rebellious. The end of his eyes is like a stroke of ink when he is about to run out, and there is a small cinnabar mole at the end of his eyes.

He walked up to Fan Du, slammed his schoolbag on the table, and looked down at him.

Fan Du and Xie Gu met their gazes, and their gazes clashed back and forth like laser beams. It really is a narrow road!

"It's just right!" The old bald stood on the podium, pointing at the two of them, "You two should be at the same table!"