Dancing youth: mistakenly provoking a black ruffian

Chapter 85

Uh, he's talking about Lan Hao?
Ji Yue pressed her brows into thought, and after a while, the man's voice came again: "He doesn't need money like me, he has a good family background, and he only wants to go to college. Yes, he likes to dance, but it's just a hobby. "

So Ji Yue stood up slowly, and looked at the person on the other side of the bookshelf through the densely packed books.

A boy in school uniform held his mobile phone: "Well... I understand, okay, then I'll think of a way. By the way, our dance workshop has a performance during May Day, you can come and see it , maybe find someone to replace Lan Hao..."

Looking at it this way, I feel that this person is somewhat familiar, as if I have seen it somewhere.

The man walked while talking, and slowly walked out of the library.

Just a few words, Ji Yue listened inexplicably, and didn't take it to heart.

Squatting down again, he uploaded Lan Hao's two videos and some photos of his life to various websites.

After getting things done, she felt a great sense of pain.

Hmph, now I have avenged everything.

【—Ye Xiwei's original "Rebellious Youth: Mistakenly Provoking a Black Ruffian School Grass"—].
The school bell rang, and Lan Hao's screams rang at the same time.

The students who packed up their textbooks and planned to leave all looked back at him in astonishment. What could make the calm schoolgirl scream?

Lan Xin and Tan Long Yi sat closest to him, and while looking at him, they noticed that his hand holding the phone was trembling.

Yes, it was trembling, trembling like an old man suffering from Parkinson's disease, trembling non-stop.

"What's the matter?" Lan Xin got up and leaned forward, reaching for his mobile phone.

The other students gathered around. Although Lan Hao was evil and hateful, they had a very good relationship with him.

I saw Lan Xin, who was always calm and composed, glanced at the phone twice, and her face was also moved.

He Shufen immediately took the phone from her hand, glanced at it, and cried out in a low voice, "How could this happen?"

"Show me." Lu Xiya snatched the mobile phone from her hand again, and couldn't help but marvel: "The prairie fire is born again when the spring breeze blows."

Tan Longyi was naturally very curious, took the mobile phone from her hand, looked at it, he didn't know whether he was surprised or pleased: "This, isn't this broadcast banned?"

So other students came forward to look at it: "Isn't this a website?"

"Isn't this Xiao Haozi's dance video?"

We have been classmates for three years, just like a family, we are always close and talk about everything.

(End of this chapter)