National School Prince Is A Girl

"Teacher, I don't want to, please, don't let me call me a parent anymore, I really have worked hard to learn."

"Stupid boy, I am not talking about learning now. You understand what I mean."

Bo Jiu stopped and left a black in his eyes.

Can't appear directly, the skateboard under the foot moves.

There was a loud door bang!

"Who ?! Where is who?" A middle-aged and old man came out of it, and looked around as if afraid of being discovered.

Bo Jiu, of course, would not let him see his figure, his back standing against the wall, his eyes faint.

After seeing the skateboard that appeared, the girl suddenly raised her head and looked towards the end of the corridor.

Is it ... Bo Jiu?

The middle-aged teacher narrowed his eyes: "It seems that today is not suitable for further discussion. You go back to class first. As for other things, I also advise you not to talk in front of everyone else, otherwise, you know that What consequences? Students should study hard and talk less, the most important thing is not to slander people, the teacher also has to prepare lessons, you go. "

"Yes." The girl was holding her transcript and her fingers were trembling while walking.

When she saw the person behind the wall, her eyes suddenly grew bigger.

"Why don't you go?" The teacher asked behind her.

The girl saw the clean boy press his thin lips between his lips and made a boo gesture towards her.

The teacher raised an eyebrow: "Li Mengran?"

"No teacher, I just want to say, I remember everything you said." Li Mengran turned around and forced himself to smile.

The teacher did not continue to move forward: "I knew you were a smart boy."

Are you smart?

Is it cowardly?

Li Mengran pinched his hands tightly.

Pretend to take a step forward as if nothing had happened.

The teacher also turned his head and closed the office door.

At this time, Bo Jiu came out, looked down at the girl with red eyes in front of her, handed her a lollipop, and chuckled at the corner of her mouth: "Is it in a bad mood, sorry, the skateboard is not controlled, hit It's time for something that shouldn't be hit."

Li Mengran knew that the boy was making a siege for himself.

She thought that no one in the middle school would not know Bo Jiu.

The prince skating on the campus.

He is free and easy, handsome and gentle, like light.

No matter how stupid Li Mengran knows there is no such thing as skateboarding out of control.

It was the teenager who heard what he did before she released it.

It's just that kind of thing, it's too hard to tell.

Li Mengran clenched her hands tightly. After a long, long time, she said: "I didn't do it, and I didn't want to."

"I believe."

It's almost the next second.

The boy said these three words.

There is no hesitation.

These are nothing.

But the next sentence.

"It's hard to fight this alone, right?"

Li Mengran had no way to describe the feeling of hearing that sentence.

too long.

More than twenty days.

She seems to be living like a new year.

Teacher Yang knows her cowardly character and values ​​her achievements, so she always looks like this.

Such a thing.

She didn't know what to say to others.

She was even afraid that she had said something, and some people would say, you see, that person did not perform well and seduce the teacher.

She was too afraid of gossip.

Those general remarks.

It is almost more hurtful than a real knife.

Therefore, she dare not say.

Dare not say anything.