National School Prince Is A Girl

The next day, Bo Jiu yawned and went to school. She made an overnight notebook assembly, and her shoulders were about to be scrapped. This time, she did not skateboard. She took a bus, two stops, all the way. I saw many girls in the same school uniform filming her.

Bo Jiujiu held the lollipop and smiled at them. When someone turned around, the gentleman held the girl's hand.

When I got off the bus, all the girls' faces turned red, and they excitedly followed behind Bo Jiu. They didn't sigh with regret until the teenager entered the classroom.

However, the classroom is less pleasant.

As soon as Bo Jiu stepped in, he saw the messy ground.

Xue Yaoyao is squatting on the ground, her long hair hanging down, covering her face, but it is not difficult to see how low her mood is now, even when her finger touches the textbook, she tightens slightly.

"Fat fat man, if he looks so ugly, he is a little far away from me!" The boy said, kicking off the book in Xue Yaoyao's hand: "Still picking up here? I tell you, Lao Tzu has already endured your fat Pig has endured long enough, if you still want to stay in the class, just tell the class teacher to let him adjust the table for you, what kind of stuff! Poor and ugly, it insults my eyes! "

Xue Yaoyao's fingers tightened again, and that kind of force almost fell into his palm.

Bo Jiu knew that she was holding back because she couldn't cry. Once she cried, it should be a complete loss.

A group of people around were watching the show, especially some girls covered their lips with a light smile, and their critical eyes swept over Xue Yaoyao after another.

"You said she was too. Don't come back when you were dropped out of school. Although the last time the thief was wronging her, it was true that her family was poor, and the weather was cold. There is only one set, not even washed, and the hair has a smell of vegetables when she grows. Does n’t she even wash in the shower? "

"Huh ... don't talk, disgusting!"

The laughter is more uncomfortable than the fist. Xue Yaoyao's head is lowered, and the lower one is almost buried in the ground.

The boy standing next to her wanted to move his foot, but was kicked aside by someone lifting his leg!

A loud bang!

The boy didn't have time to cry, and he saw Bo Jiu reached out and dragged Xue Yaoyao into his arms. With his left hand clasping the back of Xue Yaoyao's head, he pressed it into his chest, and his right hand grabbed his school uniform directly, smiling There is a fierceness in evil spirits: "A man who beats a woman is not as good as waste. Now you can either shut up for me or go to the back playground with me to see who's fist is harder!"

Just now Bo Jiu's kick was kicked, he couldn't even stand, plus this person looked at him, the boy only felt that the whole body was hairy, and Nono took a step back.

Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows, loosened his collar with his fingers, and hooked his black schoolbag back sideways. His school uniform was half open and his voice was faint: "You don't want to be next to Xue Yaoyao, do you?"

The boy's face paled and opened his mouth: "Who would like to be next to such a woman!" He was afraid to call the fat pig anymore, he was afraid Bo Jiu would come over and kick him to death.

Why didn't he find that this bent man had such a hard fight before?

"I change with you." Bo Jiu first asked Xue Yaoyao to sit down, and then handsomely threw his schoolbag next to her, and raised his chin at the boy: "You go to me."