This Quick Transmigration Experience Is A Bit Sweet

Zong Yuan glanced at Fu Dongqiang, hook his lips, and took Fu Xin to the class.

Fu Xin finaledly realized that the response just now was too excited, he barely explained "I, I am not that"

"Isn't it very greeness?" Zong Yuan's hand is loosened on his shoulder, pinching him half-hide, the earlobe under the hair, "How to now"

A buzzard itch on the ear, Fu Xin's consciousness hiding, "itch."

The front crowd has been more, Zong Yuan put down his hand into the trouser pocket, "Your dad has just said to work"

"Fu Xin screws eyebrows," Don't take him. "He lifted Zongyuan arm, put it on his shoulders, but also particularly well-behaved, even the arc of his eyes is a sweet," I Not tired."

Zong Yuan, "" Yes, you are too tired.

Paying Xinzhi Horn, I just fell into the abyss, I didn't want to know anything, he didn't want to know anything.

In the afternoon, Zhang Zhiliang took a notebook, he as if he didn't see the Zongyuan sitting next to it, Sswen is talking to Fu Xin, "Fu Xin, your English is not very good, this is my notes, it should be You have a bit. "

He handed over the black-sealed in his hand, and Fu Xin smashed. He has not said that Zhang Zhiliang said, seriously thinking that he doesn't think of him for a long time.

Fu Xin looked at the pool, this guy took a notebook held by his face, and the rejection of Fu Xin is decisive, "No need."

I didn't expect to be refused to be refused, Zhang Zhiliang showed a short stiff expression, smile and sink, "what is polite," he reached out to the hand of Fu Xin, toughly wanting to put the book into his hand. "Don't be polite."

Zongyuan suddenly reached out Zhang Zhiliang's wrist, and unrequited efforts to pull his hand back, Zhang Zhiliang's expression distorted, dramatically struggled, "loose"

Zongyuan faces the cold and let go of his wrist, "roll."

Fu Xin looked at the hand of Zhang Zhiliang, and nemed him to clean the impulse of wiping.

Zhang Zhiliang wrist is swollen, he smashed the table of Zongyuan, a strand of angry rushed up, "Zong Yuan, your mother is too big"

A thorn, the table of Zongyuan was tied to one side.

The noisy class was quiet for a few seconds, and then three or two silent surrounded.

Table, no matter which age of men, it is an exclusive thing.

Zhibo sat on the chair, he looked at Zhang Zhiliang for a few seconds. The eyes of the eyes were unable to hit the tremble, and Zhang Zhiliang was trembled, but angry and jealous Let his ingredients are annihilated, a fireline triggered a fire, and the sight of people around him gave him the power, "You fucking a fart apology"

Zong Yuan stood up, his face is dark, the momentum is shocking, and the people who reflected around the crowded people, watching the movement of Zongyuan, taking a breath.

Zong Yuan turned the iron chair on the seat. Step by step, I walked in Zhang Zhiliang, and the chair screamed, and I sent a harsh voice.

Zhang Zhiliang praised the swallow water, could not believe that he would hit people in the majestic, "You, do you want to do?"

The sound of the iron chair screamed the ground is very harsh, and Zhang Zhiliang is pale, cold sweat, and the student has a few steps to ran to the teacher.

Zong Yuan walked over in someone else, stopping his footsteps in front of Zhang Zhiliang, and putting the stool next second to Zhang Zhiliang.

The stool made a huge sound on the ground, and Zong Yuan did not put the handwritten iron column that was shaken in his hand, and looked at Zhang Zhiliang that took a step back.

I almost smashed Zhang Zhiliang, looking at the stool column that was still trembled, the legs were soft.

Lying in the trough

People who watched the lively people did not dare to reveal, and they watched the back of the lively. They looked back in the back. They looked at Zongyuan's eyes, and they brought the fear that they never had.

Zong Yuan smiled, soft, "Isn't it very busy? What do you run?

He walked a few steps in the direction of Zhang Zhiliang. Zhang Zhiliang's eyes have been swept away from the door. Zong Yuan did not look at it. "The teacher has not come yet, this time is enough for you to eat."

"You, you can't do this" Zhang Zhiliang strongly, "you will be taken out, I will tell you"

Zong Yuan smiled, throwing the chair and throwing the chair, and a huge sound, "you said too."

Zhang Zhiliang just slammed a sigh of relief, and the next second was pulled in the direction of the garbage bucket in the next second.

His white face was covered with the red, the footsteps were pulled into the garbage bucket, and Zong Yuan pressed his head and let him face this pile of disgusting leftovers.

"Oh my God"

The sound came around, "too much,"

Zhang Zhiliang's face and these garbage still have a distance. He humiliates his face.

Overnight

Zong Yuan looked at him as if I saw the original Fu Xin.

At that time, there was no one in the same manner, and they will directly put it into the garbage directly, and there is no one will stand up and say, "Hello."

Zong Yuan grabbed his hair, kneeling around him, order, "blinking."

Zhang Zhiangliang's eye fuse was trembled, did not resist the fear of his heart, opened his eyes.

Zong Yuan voice is very soft, "is afraid of" he low, "When you put it like this, do you feel too much? When you laugh at it, I still feel excessive?"

Zhang Zhiliang eyebrows hop.

I have a classmate outside the door, "Teacher is coming"

Lao Jiang and grade director rushed over, they saw a circle, did not see blood, loose a breath, "Zong Yuan, let go"

Zong Yuan raised a hand and made a gesture that did not come over, the old ginger and grade director were really stopped.

Zhang Zhiliang shouted, "teacher"

He hopes that the class teacher and grade director are best to open Zongyuan, and then order to criticize and drop, he asked to let Zongyuan apologize at the Notice Conference.

This is not enough

He will also find some people in society, let him understand what is not as good as death.

Zhang Zhiliang expression is distorted, and it is mixed with hatred on his face, then a second, two seconds, still no one.

He can only hear two teachers who are anxious after they, "Zongyuan students don't make a lot of trouble."

"Hey, Zong Yuan, enough"

Zong Yuan appreciated his expression change, clears, "Why don't you shout?

He pressed Zhang Zhiliang and pressed a few points. Zhang Zhiliang's nose had to meet an apple that ate half of a half-frozen, rolled in the stomach.

Zong Yuan, "I ask you a question, answer, I can let you get you so much."

Zhang Zhiliang shake his lips and didn't speak.

Zong Yuan said self-speaking, "Come, talk to me, you give Fu Xin's notebook, there is other information, such as writing some of the wrong words,"

Zhang Zhiliang's eyes, unbelievable, "How do you know"

0046 is mad, "Sure enough,"

The original world is going, Zhang Zhiliang gives Fu Xin, this notebook, contains a scriptable notebook, let Xin Xin have fallen into his abyss, and then pay the Xinmin as a dust, mill Unconsciously let others bully.

Even if Fu Xin was hit, he will also hold a sorrowful look after the incident, and make a vicious thing, and put this matter when doing an amateur.

Zong Yuan screamed his hair, Zhang Zhiliang took a pain, and Zong Yuan's look is unknown. "He said nothing, you still have to give him."

It is considered Fu Xin.

His voice is small, Zhang Zhiliang's voice is also very small, no one knows what they are saying, Funean has changed the face of the face of the face changed to Zhang Zhiliang, "Zong Yuan"

He stepped forward, Yang Fan pulled him, "Don't go to Zong Yuan, what do you do now?"

Zongyuan stood up and got up, loosened the hand of Zhang Zhiliang, Zhang Zhiliang immediately climbed two steps on the ground.

Looking at him in the Yuanyuan, "Zhang Zhiliang classmates, we just have a joke, right"

Zhang Zhiliang bite his lips and humiliates.

The students have not reacted, and the old ginger and grade director have laughed. They don't seem to see someone else's expression, "Just joke, hey, really, the next time I really call us again."

Zong Yuan went to the direction, he also took a few steps that had not yet lost, and Yangfan's retreat reflected, Fu Xin ran to Zongyuan, "You are fine."

"I can have anything" Zongyuan picked up the notebook that slipped from Zhang Zhiliang, and quickly found the notebook.

The above clearly wrote, "Fu Xin, I am Zhang Zhiliang, I am sorry to tell you now. You know, how hard I am saddened when you were bullied, but"

The above is finely written in a paragraph.

0046, "It is also fine if it is better than writing."

Zong Yuan looked up and looked at Fu Xin. Fu Xinzheng took the paper with water, meticulous and gentlely wiped his right hand, his expression was serious, completely exposed to the five senses of the air in the air, and seriously attracted a thing people.

Zongyuan expression is cold, he has guess why Zhang Zhiliang will change the reason.

Fu Xin's hand suddenly held the hand of Zongyuan. He watched the past, and Zongyuan expression didn't argue, "I will not have anything from him later."

Fu Xin understood who he said, and this sentence is very like jealous, he exposes a soft satisfaction, and I haven't asked, "Okay."