In a blink of an eye, withered leaves fall, autumn is strong, and the seasons quietly change.
Su Kui sat in the classroom and watched the classmates at the front and back tables clamoring around with cold eyes. The alienation and indifferent breath made the air around her automatically draw a circle of isolation, making it clear that people know what it means to not come near.
The two boys who were squatting became more and more impunity, pushing each other and bumping into Su Kui's desk, and the books were scattered all over the place in an instant.
The two boys halted in a nonchalant manner and coughed dryly. One of them said, "Excuse me, Classmate Mu." Then he was about to turn around and leave, without the slightest intention of picking up the textbook for her.
Su Kui's eyes flashed a shadow, and he glanced at the boy faintly, curling his lips and spitting out the words slowly but without holding his beak, "Who made it, pick it up for me."
Obviously she is just a sweet and weak little girl, but she gives boys a sense of superiority for no reason. This feeling is better than that of his father who is the chairman of the board. Therefore, she was stunned by her. Sweeping my eyes, what kind of backbone, what dignity, everything is gone.
Unknowingly, he squatted down and went to pick up the textbooks scattered on the ground.
The noisy air around him suddenly calmed down, making the boys feel like time was slow motion in a movie, as if all his eyes were focused on him, with sarcasm, making him full of thorns and uncomfortable.
Those eyes seemed to say to him silently: Zhou Yu, you are crazy, aren't you usually very capable? Now it was not scared by a little girl who squatted on the ground and picked up textbooks without dignity.
The brain supplements are endless. It was obvious that others only glanced at him by accident, but he had already made up countless cynics and sarcasm voices, endlessly digging into his mind.
He is used to being praised by others at ordinary times, how could Zhou Yu, the proud son of heaven, endure it.
Suddenly got up, kicked the already stacked textbooks flying again with one kick, and smashed papers scattered around the classroom, like goddess flowers.
An index finger almost poked the tip of Su Kui’s nose, Zhou Yu couldn’t restrain the irritation that was about to rush to his head, and said angrily: “Mu Qingyuan, who do you think you are, if you let Lao Tzu pick it up, I will pick it up?” He It was almost exploding, he actually... He was actually startled by the calm eyes of a little girl
What a shame!
"Hehe," Su Kui smiled, her soft jet-black hair cleverly draped over her shoulders, her gleaming black eyes were full of smiles, her flesh-pink plump lips were attractive, and the girl who looked like a doll turned out to be for people. A kind of cold from the heart, "Are you sure not to pick it up?"
Zhou Yu was shocked by his aura, and the surrounding students couldn't help but stare at each other and unanimously decided to stay away.
He settled his mind, raised his chin, with an arrogant expression, "If you don't pick it up, don't pick it up. Do you know who I am and dare to order me? Believe it or not, I will let you get out of Class A in minutes!"
If you ignore the sweat on his forehead, maybe this cruel remark still has some momentum. Once a person's cowardice is leaked from the bottom of his heart, his speech will not be so confident, and Zhou Yu is like that.
"Oh? Are you sure?" Su Kui lifted her lips and narrowed her eyes.
"Hahaha, I'm sure, what? You can still beat me?" Zhou Yu smiled arrogantly, and the disturbed mind returned bit by bit. As he said, he still slammed his feet on the workbook that fell on the ground. Crushed hard.
seek death!