Xue God has mines at home

Chapter 2 Society You Xu Ye

Return Xu Ye.

Nan Yi sneered, a group of middle school two boys.

Casually raised his eyes and glanced at the door of the classroom. The boy who could pick up the guests with a fluffy handkerchief just now was looking at the corridor with a smile like a flower.It's still a gaudy flower that blooms in March, with pungent eyes.

The girls in the class haven't screamed yet, and they don't know why a boy is so excited to see another boy.

Wuxin and everyone paid attention to the mine owner, Nanyi changed direction and rested her chin in a daze.

She wants to make a different big bared flower.

……

From Jiang Yu's low-pitched "Master Xu" to the ground, Class [-], which was noisy in the morning self-study, suddenly quieted down, and all the students, except Nan, saluted solemnly.

The appearance of the boss has always brought a halo and BGM.

What's more, this is Mr. Xu from the tenth middle school, so there must be a meeting.

Feeling the exaggerated atmosphere of silence in the classroom, Nan Yi looked at the green willows outside the window, and a melody sounded in his mind: He is here, he is here, he is coming with pretense.

Ning knew that Xu Chen would always look sleepy without waking up, with messy short black hair, thin eyelids half closed, and a haze called getting up breath shrouded his whole body.

Everyone knew that Mr. Xu from Tenth Middle School was a big shot, cold as ice, and not easy to mess with.Ning Zhixu in a normal state is already very scary, let alone getting angry.

At this time, don't provoke him, don't talk to him, and it's best not to look at him.

So after only a few seconds, the whole class did what they were supposed to do, not daring to look at the boss, and not daring to make a sound.Turning the book is all in a muted state.

He loves to pretend to be aggressive, but gets struck by lightning.

The murderous intent gradually approached, and the wind rose from the back. Nan Yi knew that the mine owner was really coming.

The shadows hung over the last row of the classroom, and she was the only one who couldn't escape.

Who gave her a good life, the boss appointed her to be the same table.

Hey, look, this dark cloud is dark and cloudy, like the one floating above her head.

A month ago, Nanyi had just transferred to class three, and the head teacher, Old Wang, was thinking about where to arrange her to sit.

Ning Zhixu, who hadn't slept for the first time, stepped on the horizontal bar of the table and leaned his back on the chair, vividly interpreting the appearance of being rich.

The four eyes met, and the thunder hit the ground.

After confirming the eyes, this is someone Nan Yi can't afford to mess with.

Pointing to the open space next to him, Master Xu from the third class said with cold eyes: "Sit here."

Two words, just two words, decided the fate of the transfer student.

OK!You are a master, you are awesome, you are a mine owner who owns 28 lottery stations and five mines.

Seriously, Ning Zhixu's transformation is astonishing, and his natural aura of domineering suppresses a five-meter radius without any grass growing.The once soft and cute little cutie now has a fierce look on her face, looking at you as if she is going to come over and punch you in the next second.

Just ask if you are afraid.

Nan Yi regretted that he was greedy for snatching his spicy noodles.

It's probably too late to make up for it by returning him a car.

I can only hope that Mr. Nan Yaoye will spend some more money to get her to another school.

Unconsciously sighed, the green willows outside the window were fluttering in the wind, making Nan Yi upset.Sitting next to this thing is even more annoying.

A great man once said: When you are upset, just sleep on it.

There's nothing that sleep can't fix, and if there is, then get some more sleep.

Nanyi has always implemented this concept very well.Sitting upright and preparing to lie down on the table every day to catch up on sleep, an unopened box of milk flew over from the side and hit her in front of her.

With a bang, the milk carton was not broken, but her three souls and seven souls were about to shatter.

(End of this chapter)