250 Raids: There's a girl next door

Zhang Mofei quickly went down the stairs, went to the sofa and sat down, she said discouragedly, "When will your brother's door be open for me at any time?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Yifan smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, I am also very handsome, if Sister Feifei chases me like that, I will definitely follow you immediately."

Zhang Mofei stretched out his hand and slapped Lu Yifan on the shoulder, "I haven't graduated from elementary school yet, so I never follow what I know."

Lu Yifan's pretty little face is often mistaken for a girl.

He asked Zhang Mofei amusedly, "Didn't Sister Feifei start climbing my brother's window since the first grade?"

Zhang Mofei frowned, "Who told you this kind of thing?"

Lu Yifan said, "You have climbed many times since I can remember."

The men in their Pei family were all mature since they were young. Lu Yifan, who was only ten years old, spoke with the same tone and demeanor as a young adult.

Zhang Mofei made up a very literary rhetoric, "I was going into the room to discuss with your brother, discuss learning, you are a child, what do you know, if you don't understand anything, just talk nonsense."

Of course she wouldn't tell her future brother-in-law that she climbed through the window to see if his brother was sleeping with his clothes on.

Lu Yifan said, "I will grow up too. I will definitely be better than my brother when I grow up. If my brother doesn't want you, I will."

Zhang Mofei joked, "I'll be old by then, do you want more?"

Lu Yifan patted his small chest, and replied affirmatively, "Yes."

"Did you do well on the final exam?"

Pei Mochen didn't know when he appeared behind them. His voice was pleasant and magnetic, and he asked a question with a strong nasal voice.

Lu Yifan and Zhang Mofei turned their heads at the same time and looked up at the tall Pei Moshen. He held a teacup in his hand and put one hand in his trousers pocket, frowning. Those dark eyes always gave people a kind of It feels very gentle, even with cold eyes.

Lu Yifan is not Zhang Mofei, he is a big kid, he asked Pei Mochen suspiciously, "Brother, are you jealous?"

"Dad said he won't let you touch the computer in the future." Pei Mochen said leisurely, turned around, walked around to the coffee table, bent down to pour a glass of water into his water glass, and then went upstairs again.

Zhang Mofei followed quickly. She wondered if she could go upstairs to Pei Mochen first, would she have a chance to sneak into his room?

Lu Yifan's voice came from behind, "Next time you ask him to change to another object for comparison, you... are too difficult to surpass."

Hearing this, Zhang Mofei stopped in her tracks, and looked at the beautiful Lu Yifan with a smile, "Little Lu Yifan, didn't you just confidently say that you would definitely surpass him? My sister is optimistic about you, a—za!"

After speaking, she made a cheering gesture to Lu Yifan, and then went upstairs quickly, faster than a rabbit.

The handsome young man behind him hooked his lips and revealed a wicked smile.

In the new semester, the third year of senior high school began to arrange classes according to grades. The top 30 students were in one class, and the middle class was in one class, with [-] students in each class.

Although Zhang Mofei got the bottom No. 11 in the final exam, she was still assigned to the lowest class. The reason was simple. The bottom no.

So her bottom No. 11 can only be embarrassed in front of the people in her class who are ten places lower than her.

In the third year of high school, various interest competitions earn credits, and those students with poor grades naturally want to compete.