After Rebirth, I Am the White Moonlight of All The Big Brothers

Chapter 220: Sent away, Yanfu is not shallow (third watch)

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"Do you want to listen to the truth?" Jiang Fuyue asked.

Ren Xinghe paused: "Of course."

"First of all, it is impossible to change groups. We do not agree, and Professor Yan will not agree."

This is too straightforward.

So blunt that it kind of... hurts.

Ren Xinghe's complexion suddenly sank, and he wanted to say something, but he heard Jiang Fuyue continue—

"Secondly, you must correct a mistake in your perception. Suppose you were transferred to our group, then the average score would have to be recalculated based on your scores in several exams. I remember that you didn't seem to have a full score in one exam, right? It means that you want to lower the average score of the three of us, in this case, do you think it is possible for us to agree to you to join in?"

Ren Xinghe wanted to put his own weight on other people's shoulders. Once he succeeded, he would reduce the burden as he wished, and those who were originally relaxed would suffer.

"Do you regard us as saints, or fools? Huh?" Jiang Fuyue smiled half-smile, but the offensive power of her words should not be underestimated.

Ren Xinghe's cheeks flushed red: "You, if you don't agree, forget it, why humiliate people?!"

"In your eyes, is this humiliation? But I think I'm just telling the truth."

"As fellow villagers, we are all from Lin-"

"What's wrong with my fellow?" Ling Xuan couldn't bear it any longer, and interrupted him, "Is this fellow your father or your mother? Since you are neither, then what obligation do you have to indulge your nonsense?"

Ren Xinghe trembled with anger.

Ling Xuan raised his eyes coldly, and paused every word: "You didn't get tired of saying the word fellow, I'm tired of hearing it! Can you change it to something fresh next time?"

Ren Xinghe: "..."

In the end, he walked away like a lost dog.

Ling Xuanyou was puzzled: "You don't play like this with a big face, but you can even think of such a bullshit request, what is he pretending to be?"

Ren Xinghe was just a small episode, he refused and he finished cursing, and the three of them continued to walk out.

Ling Xuan has already called in advance to make a reservation, and the restaurant is not far away, just near the school.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped out of the school gate, he bumped into Zhong Ziang head-on.

He was also carrying a cartoon cloth bag in his hand, and as expected, there must be food in it again.

"Hey, what a coincidence! Are you... going out?"

Ling Xuan's face was cold and his voice was deep: "Yes."

Obviously not wanting to see him, his good mood suddenly deteriorated by more than half.

Zhong Ziang didn't seem to notice it, he laughed a few times, and asked again: "What are you going to do?"

Lin Shumo: "Eat."

"Hey! That's just right, I didn't eat it either, let's go together!"

Ling Xuan's eyebrows twitched: "Didn't you bring food?"

"What are you talking about?" Zhong Ziang brought the cloth bag in front of him, shook it deliberately, and there was the sound of water inside, "Did you hear that? There is no food or vegetables, even a can of chicken soup, you can drink it, but It doesn't care if it's full!"

As he said that, he gave Lin Shumo a sneaky look, telling him to quickly speak for himself.

"Cough...how about we all stay together? It's more lively with more people." Lin Shumo turned his inquiring gaze to Jiang Fuyue.

"Yes," the latter nodded, "I have no objection."

Ling Xuan: "..." What the hell

It's too late to stop.

In this way, a group of three people became a group of four people.

Jiang Fuyue walked in the middle. At first glance, the combination of handsome men and beautiful women is quite eye-catching.

At the school gate, beside the road, inside a black Mercedes with half-down windows.

Shen Qiannan withdrew his gaze, and the corners of his mouth almost went to the back of his head: "Primary school girls are really lucky..."

Just looking at their appearance, these boys are already one in a hundred.

"What are you muttering about?" A voice came from the side, low, magnetic, with a hint of indifference.

"Old Xie, I'll show you something fun." As he spoke, he lifted his chin out of the window.