The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

Seeing the sports committee member with red eyes and about to speak, the man spoke first and snorted coldly at Gu Weimian, "None of your business!"

Everyone turned their heads and looked at him blankly, then fell silent.

This man...

Did you just say "none of your business"?

Did they hear it correctly?

Gu Weimian's originally dazed eyes slowly turned cold.

Before she could speak, Ning Quruo said again, as if that wasn't enough, "Ugly!"

There were very few times when Gu Weimian really, really wanted to hit someone so much. She said in a gentle voice, "Ugly, ugly, weird?"

Ning Quruo raised his head arrogantly, "Tsk, tsk, I just found out today that you used to like to wear that kind of gothic makeup. Didn't anyone tell you that you looked ugly? Ugly, eight, weird! , two, disease! "

Before she finished speaking, something suddenly appeared in Ning Quruo's mouth.

Before he could spit it out, Gu Weimian's soft hand suddenly held his chin.

As soon as his mouth closed, the man swallowed the thing subconsciously.

Ning Quruo's expression changed: "W-what did you give me to eat?"

Gu Weimian smiled softly, showing six neat teeth, "It's a small pill. I'll give you a tonic for your pitiful little body."

She didn't lie. She made this specially for Gu Xinguo. It has great benefits for cardiovascular diseases.

But no one has tried it clinically yet. ₆₉ₛₕᵤₓ.cₒₘ

I was originally worried about whether to ask Huo Yan to help arrange for some volunteers, but I didn't expect Ning Quruo to rush forward like this.

She would be sorry for herself if she didn't test the knife on him.

Gu Weimian staggered back and sat directly in his seat.

Ning Quruo stood there, his expression constantly changing, his eyebrows tangled together.

He looked at Gu Weimian's extremely pale eyes, and what he felt in his heart was not fear, but an indescribable feeling of suffocation.

Gu Weimian ignored the man at all, turned around, and quickly returned to his seat.

But when he saw the extra set of tables and chairs next to his seat, he frowned slightly.

Whose table and chairs are these?

How dare you put it next to her.

Just as Gu Weimian was about to ask, an acquaintance suddenly stood at the door of the classroom.

Her eyes narrowed, "Achen?"

Jiang Jingchen walked in with a stinky face and a schoolbag. When he saw the empty seat next to Gu Weimian, he sat on it and let out a cold "hmm" from his nose.

Gu Weimian touched his chin, "What are you doing?..."

"Didn't you ask me to come to you? Why, you're going to stop recognizing the boss after he's been wiped out?"

Gu Weimian almost spat out what she was saying.

She frowned and glanced at Jiang Jingchen's schoolbag, "So...are you really a senior in high school too?"

Jiang Jingchen glanced at her lightly, the expression on his face clearly said 'you are not talking nonsense'.

Gu Weimian blinked.

Before she could speak, Ning Quruo's cold, hard voice sounded in her ears: "Jiang Jingchen took my seat."

He has also transferred to the senior year of high school!

Why didn't Gu Weimian notice it from beginning to end?

Gu Weimian was startled, turned to look at Ning Quruo, and said casually, "Is this your position? Let the teacher adjust it later?"

She didn't want to sit at the same table with this 'little resentful spirit'.

The ‘Little Wraith’ probably doesn’t want to either, right?

Good night~~