Million UP School God Plays Me Every Day [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 40 Hurt Each Other

Xie Lan is famous in the UK.

Gossip spreads from person to person very quickly. When the national flag read the manuscript, there were only a few people from other grades on the playground. When Xie Lan returned to class and sat in his seat, the back door was full of people--a large number of unfamiliar faces "inadvertently" Passing by the back door, I accidentally squeezed the outside of Mathematics and Science A.

Perhaps because of the large number of people, the voice of discussion gradually became more and more arrogant. There seemed to be a group of eminent monks standing outside the door chanting the "Xie Lan Mantra".

--His current nickname in the arena is "the handsome guy in class A who has shocked Hu Xiujie for a whole year", the boys say he is "a strong dragon who dares to dominate the ground", the girls say "begins with gossip and is loyal to his appearance", and Some bastards who were dominated by Hu Xiujie every day also came to join in the fun and called Xie Lan "spiritual leader".

Xie Lan was speechless, the pen scratched the sulfuric acid paper, and was so irritable that he wanted to punch someone.

The seat next to it was empty, and the wind blew the curtains and swept across the empty table.

Che Ziming turned his head and said in a strange tone, "You are in big trouble, my boy!"

Wang Gou immediately cooperated, "Yeah! Oh my sweetheart, let's see how that heartless man made you into a fool?"

Che Ziming: "If I were you, I mean if I were, I would definitely beat him up!"

Wang Gou: "Don't say such things soon, oh Xie Lan, baby, if you want to cry, you can cry. Jesus is with you, we curse that heartless thing!"

Xie Lan looked up at them expressionlessly, "Want to fight?"

Che Ziming almost fell off the chair, and wiped away the tears from laughter, "You can speak classical Chinese, but we are not allowed to translate? You are so fucking funny, fuck, why did the fourth class come here? You are such a mascot ."

Xie Lan looked at his happy smiling face calmly, clenched his fists tightly, and closed the copybook angrily for a long time.

After the flag finished speaking, Hu Xiujie didn't listen to Dou Sheng's share at all, and directly called Dou Sheng into the office, instead letting him come back first.

It's been almost twenty minutes.

Xie Lan glanced at the empty seat next to him again, and dropped the pen annoyedly, "How does Hu Xiujie usually deal with this situation?"

Che Ziming waved his hands again and again, "Don't ask me, I haven't seen such a situation. Or you can ask the principal, my colleague for twenty years, has he seen such a situation?"

Yu Fei propped himself up from the table, took off his earphones, turned his head and said softly, "It's really you."

Xie Lan: "..."

He caught a glimpse of the profile picture of Dou Sheng B station on the screen of the mobile phone held in Yu Fei's hand, and was stunned for a while, then suddenly had a bad feeling.

Yu Fei handed over the phone in a friendly manner, "Want to take a look?"

--Ten minutes ago, when Dou Sheng was theoretically being dominated by Hu Xiujie, his account actually posted a small dynamic video.

The video was recorded with a mobile phone, and the camera was facing the open space under the flagpole, with the national flag and a corner of Xie Lan on the ground.