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Chapter 98 Stay away from Luo Weiwei

The air in Yucheng, which has been raining for two days, is exceptionally fresh, so the air in the morning is chilly.

Shen Mucheng squinted his eyes and watched Fan Yihang go upstairs and then disappeared at the corner of the stairs. The hand he stretched out just now didn't take back for a long time, until the friend next to him gave a "fuck" and asked viciously: "Ah Cheng, do you want to go?" Let me help you teach that guy a lesson, he's too fucking arrogant, and he doesn't even look at whose territory this is!"

The hand that Shen Mucheng stretched out moved his fingers, then slowly retracted it and put it in his pocket.

He tilted his eyes to the person next to him, and said, "Rude."

"What?"

Shen Mucheng tilted his neck, a little impatience appeared in his eyes.

"I said... Don't any of you fucking meddle in this matter."

The boy wanted to say something, but when he saw the coldness in Shen Mucheng's eyes, he shut his mouth wisely. Shen Mucheng has always had that kind of gentle temperament that seems to be easy to get along with, occasionally flirting, really Not many people have seen how crazy he is, but everyone who knows is afraid of him from the bottom of their hearts.

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Luo Weiwei came early today. When she and Fan Yihang arrived in the classroom, only the unlucky Song Ningyuan was in the class. Song Ningyuan came to open the classroom door as a student on duty. It was rare to get up early, and when he opened the door, he lay down on the table and fell asleep. died.

Because of the delay in Shenmu City, Luo Weiwei arrived at the classroom before Fan Yihang.

Seeing Fan Yihang walk in from the door, Luo Weiwei lifted her foot and stepped on his stool, sitting in a posture of inquiring.

Ever since she knew that Fan Yihang was not some kind of cult, and she also knew about his family's situation, the only thing she feared about Fan Yihang was his skill.

And Luo Weiwei is clear: Fan Yihang looks so indifferent that no one pays attention to him, but he is a gentleman in his bones!So she became unscrupulous for no reason, causing her to dare to step on Fan Yihang's stool now!
When Fan Yihang saw it, his expression didn't change. He just walked over and took out a pack of tissues from his pocket, took out one, and prepared to wipe the stool after Luo Weiwei took off his feet.

Luo Weiwei saw that Fan Yihang was not angry and unmoved at all, she clenched her fists in anger.

What a punch to the cotton!Not even a sense of refreshment!

She originally wanted to be angry with Fan Yihang, but he didn't respond at all, but she herself was angry.

Luo Weiwei withdrew her feet in anger and annoyance, let out a "hum" from the tip of her nose, and warned: "Fan Yihang, if you tell people that I come to your house to do homework, you will die!"

Fan Yihang bent down and wiped the stool silently, got up to throw away the dirty paper towel, and then came back to sit down before asking: "Why?"

What he asked was, why can't people know about going to his house to do homework?It's homework, not anything else.

"Why?" Luo Weiwei stood up with her hands on her hips angrily, and said to Fan Yihang, "If your grandfather sent you to someone else's home to do your homework in order to get a promotion, would you consider it an honor?"

Fan Yihang looked back into her eyes, and looked away after a few seconds: "I see."

At the same time, he breathed a sigh of relief.

At least it wasn't for any other reason, but he didn't understand why he had to breathe a sigh of relief. There seemed to be more and more things he couldn't understand recently.

Luo Weiwei looked at Fan Yihang's straight back and eyes that could never guess what he was thinking, feeling a little restless in her heart, threw the schoolbag that hadn't been taken off her shoulder on the table, and went out.

Song Ningyuan, who was sleeping on the desk next to the podium, was awakened by the movement of Luo Weiwei throwing his schoolbag, and rolled off the stool in fright. When he stumbled up and looked in the direction of the movement, he only saw Fan Yihang Sit there quietly and flip through the book.

Is he dreaming?

Song Ningyuan rubbed his eyes, and then saw Luo Weiwei throwing the schoolbag on the table.

The boss is here?But what time is it now?Don't you usually come by the bell for class?
Song Ningyuan rubbed his painful buttocks and wanted to go out to find Luo Weiwei, but when he reached the door of the classroom, he suddenly remembered something, shook his hands, turned back, and walked towards the back door of the classroom where Fan Yihang was.

Fan Yihang was flipping through the grammar tables on the last few pages of his English book, when he noticed the sound of footsteps walking towards him, he slowly raised his head and silently looked at the person coming.

Song Ningyuan has also seen Fan Yihang's skills, but his brain is not that big, and he has never seen a room that smells of incense and ashes, so his fear of Fan Yihang is only in the normal category.

It's just that after facing Shangfan Yihang's clear and cold eyes, the courage he summoned up a little bit "leaked".

"What's the matter?" Fan Yihang spoke first, looking at Song Ningyuan colder than others.

The other party asked, and Song Ningyuan, who was a little bit retiring, strengthened his courage in his heart, and then spoke carefully: "On Saturday, Sister Weiwei and I met the group of people from the [-]th Middle School. , what’s the name, two words, I want your home address by name.”

Fan Yihang thought for a while, and asked a name: "Liao Run?"

"Yes! That's him!" Song Ningyuan nodded: "That kid looks very difficult to deal with. I don't know how you provoke people from the [-]th High School, but to put it bluntly, this matter has nothing to do with us , you can settle your affairs by yourself, don't bring the disaster to Sister Weiwei and us."

Fan Yihang was silent for a moment, looked into Song Ningyuan's eyes coldly and asked, "What do you want to say?"

That's right, what he just said was just foreshadowing, Song Ningyuan clenched his fists, what he really wanted to say was: "Can you stay away from sister Weiwei in the future?"

Two students just came in at the door of the classroom, and one of them said hello to Song Ningyuan: "Brother Yuan!"

Song Ningyuan didn't respond, waiting for Fan Yihang's answer, the atmosphere was a little heavy, the two students took the cups and went out to fetch water tactfully.

Fan Yihang loosened his hand holding the pages of the book, and closed the book with a "snap".

"No." He stood up, and the chair was moved back by his action, making a "squeak--" sound, which was a bit harsh.

Song Ningyuan frowned: "You..."

"I'm at the same table with her. It's not up to me to stay away from her. It's the teacher." As he spoke, he pulled the chair away and brushed past Song Ningyuan's shoulder.

Song Ningyuan is a fat man with a broad body, but Fan Yihang is tall, Song Ningyuan obviously felt a sense of oppression when he walked over.

He gritted his teeth, turned around and shouted at Fan Yihang's back: "Then you will not be at the same table soon! After the monthly exam, you will be ranked according to your grades. At that time, I hope you will not be near sister Weiwei again!"

Fan Yihang didn't stop in his footsteps, his eyes were raised slightly, showing a little careless indifference, but his hands clenched into fists very slowly but forcefully.

What about Song Ningyuan's in Sunset City, one or two, it's not over yet?What happened to Luo Weiwei?

(End of this chapter)