Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Gu Cheng’s cell phone in his trouser pocket rang.

He took it out and found that the WeChat group whose name is called the Slag League has been in full swing.

[Second class Hu Han three]: Mosquito, transfer school, little cute, really promised to copy your homework later? Don't forget the rich and precious!

[A field that wants to be a master in a lifetime]: The taste of love? Don't bother people Tang Zhao!

[Song Daguan]: What do you say, what is it called a scourge? I want to cherish the 17-year-old boy’s heart...

[二班胡汉三]: [vomiting]

......

[Gu Cheng]: Tang Zhao, is that transfer student today?

[Song Daguan]: You are in the city, is the air outside is extra fresh?

[Gu Cheng]: You can come out and feel it.

[Song Daguan]: No, I told you, I am not as good as you! If I am called by Lao Kai again, I can be driven out of my house by your mother, you know, she...

"Song Yuan!" The voice of Lao Kai's fury came from the classroom and penetrated very strongly. Gu Cheng, who stood outside the classroom, felt that his ears were shocked.

A minute later.

The Song and Yuan Dynasties rolled out and stood in line with Gucheng.

Gu Cheng looked at him and asked gently: "Is the outside air fresh?"

Song Yuan bitter face: "City brother, my pill, my cell phone was confiscated, my mom called me at night to be sure of the pill."

Gu Cheng reached out and touched his dog's head. The language was soft and soft: "Don't be afraid, isn't it a weekend to go home and mix doubles? Anyway, your skin is thick and thick."

Song Yuan’s anger and anger: “Is there any classmates who love it!”

Gu Chenghehe smiled: "Sorry, I have never loved."

A lesson will soon pass.

Azhao stood up to prepare for the event, and there were all kinds of lively voices in his ears.

She looked out of the window and saw only the girl around Gucheng.

The class is still sitting, obviously other classes.

Azhao swearing: This is just after class, are those people sprinting?

Gu Cheng is not bad at this moment, with a lazy smile on his face, talking to the girls.

Song Wen has slipped into the classroom.

He saw A Zhao looking over there, in the spirit of his classmates loved the popular science: "That is Gucheng, have you seen it? We have a flower in the second, no white moonlight in the eyes of the math sister."

Azhao nodded and confirmed: "Gu Cheng is really handsome."

Not handsome?

They are all the same school uniforms, so many people are standing there, whoever looks at the past can see the boy at a glance.

From Azhao's point of view, just to see a clear and perfect side face, the lips still slap a smile, who is a casual look.

Even if you don't have a formal shape by laziness, you can easily make people feel at ease.

Song Wen heard A Zhao say this, and suddenly he felt a sense of crisis.

He felt that the new table was lovely and enthusiastic, even if he was in love with his classmates, he could not be harmed by the beast of Gucheng.

"I tell you, Tang Zhao, you don't see our city brothers look like dogs. Actually, the **** can't. Really!"

He saw A Zhao's pair of clean and bright voices looking at himself, not soft enough, and felt more obligated to look at the little white rabbit.

"I grew up with him since childhood, this kid, from the sixth grade, there will be a girlfriend, counted now, there are no more than a hundred scattered." Song Wen said.

Azhao thought thoughtfully: "There are no more than one hundred girlfriends..."