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Chapter 4 Don't Disturb My Sister's Airplane

"Yang Shanfeng, get out of here." After Chen Cong found out about Yang Shanfeng's class, he ran over and kicked open the classroom door. Some classmates who were having lunch break were also awakened by him.

But the awakened classmates looked up and glared at him a few times, then lay down and continued to sleep. Most of the people were gathering next to a table, surrounding them as if they were watching something. Even Chen Cong was so moved, the few people around the periphery turned around and looked at it, and then turned back to continue watching.

"Chen Cong, you are trying to die. You don't wait for me. Don't be impulsive. The problem cannot be solved by force. Let me help you." Ji Shengnan rushed from behind, holding Chen Cong's clothes tightly and not letting go.

"Martial force cannot solve the problem." Ji Shengnan's words made Chen Cong's mouth twitch. He chose to remain silent about his objection to this sentence.

"Hey, what are they doing?" Ji Shengnan stretched his head and leaned into the classroom, and saw the group of people gathered together.

"Is Yang Shanfeng here?" Chen Cong continued to shout.

"Damn, don't bother my sister to masturbate." Yang Shanfeng squeezed out his head from the crowd and cursed angrily.

As soon as these words were said, Chen Cong and Ji Shengnan opened their mouths and stared at them, and were stunned.

Not only that, Gu Ke, who was surrounded by the crowd, shook his hand holding the phone when he heard this.

Then the onlookers said "ah" in disappointment, scattering, looking full of regret.

"Oh... they are all five or eight million, and they will die just like this after breaking through six million."

"That's right, seeing my neck is sore, it's really not easy to masturbate."

"It's all your fault for being a dead grandson, why are you quarreling?" Yang Shanfeng pointed at Chen Cong and cursed angrily.

"Shut up." Before Chen Cong got angry, the school belle sitting on the chair stopped Yang Shanfeng. Yang Shanfeng still listened to his cousin's words. He put down his hand and did not speak anymore, but his eyes were still glaring at Chen Cong.

When the crowd was dispersed, Chen Cong stared at the crowd hard, and saw that everyone was wearing well-dressed pants, while Gu Keyi was sitting on a chair with an Apple phone, with fine beads of sweat hanging on his forehead.

"What's going on?" Chen Cong-two monk couldn't touch his head and murmured in confusion.

"So it's this." Ji Shengnan next to him nodded suddenly and said, "This is a very popular mobile game recently. In the airplane battle, everyone calls it "match the plane". It relies on points to play the rankings. Many people in the school play it."

After hearing this, Chen Cong finally breathed a sigh of relief by holding the door frame. He almost scared me to death. How could my goddess do that... Cough, damn, what am I thinking?

Thinking of this, Chen Cong saw that Yang Shanfeng was still staring at him, and his eyes were still full of murderous aura. This made him feel happy. Oh, the whole school put a blank paper to humiliate me, and he dared to stare at me.

"Short guy, what are you looking at? Did you do this?" Chen Cong walked over and threw the crumpled white paper in front of Yang Shanfeng.

"You..." Yang Shanfeng's heart was already burning with fire. Now that Chen Cong was provoked, he wanted to swear even more. However, when he thought that his cousin was still here, he still gritted his teeth and endured the swear words that had reached his mouth.

At this time, a slender and tender arm stretched out and took away the white paper that Chen Cong threw on the table.

As soon as Gu Ke spread out the white paper, the more he looked, the deeper his brows frowned.

"Sister, you saw it yesterday, they made a bet with me." Yang Shanfeng hurriedly explained after noticing Gu Keyi's expression.

Gu Keyi ignored Yang Shanfeng, raised his other hand expressionlessly, tore the white paper to pieces a few times, and said, "That's all for this matter, you can clean up the other paper before school."

"Hmph, no credit." Yang Shanfeng looked at Chen Cong and muttered in a low voice, then reluctantly said to Gu Keyi: "I understand, sister."

But Chen Cong had an amazing hearing, but he heard what Yang Shanfeng muttered. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Why am I not trustworthy? Yes, we did lose yesterday. But I don't like to joke about seniority. I promised you to bet on grandpa yesterday. I apologize. But if you are not convinced now, we can bet again."

"Oh, really? What are you betting on?" Yang Shanfeng's eyes lit up when he heard this, and his black face immediately turned into an excited face.

"You can bet on anything." Chen Cong regretted it after saying that, and was still worried that this naughty child would continue to be gambling on basketball.

"I said that's all I can do about this." Gu Ke glanced at Chen Cong and turned his vision away.

Is this the meaning of pity? The moment she looked at me, it was obviously like sending me away.

Chen Cong felt very uncomfortable. Could it be that the first unrequited love that was thrilled during his adolescence was about to be shattered? No, it is not like that. I have superpowers, I already have superpowers, I don’t want to continue to be a small person, those "dreams" I want to pursue, and I want to have.

"I said that you can bet on anything, do you dare?" Chen Cong straightened his shoulders stubbornly, looked at Yang Shanfeng in a heavy tone, and at the end he even raised his lips with provocative contempt.

"Sister, seeing that this rusty bully doesn't accept your kindness, I will give him a promise and help you teach him a lesson." Yang Shanfeng couldn't help but sneer. He endured it so hard that you, the rusty bully, finally came to your door to seek death.

Now Gu Keyi didn't say anything anymore. She frowned and looked at Chen Cong again. Is this person a fool? He is still so stubborn after helping him out, or is he another fool who wants to show off in front of him and wants to attract his attention?

Chen Cong didn't know what Gu Keyi was thinking. He clenched his fists and was waiting for Yang Shanfeng's answer. No matter what he bet, I would win. This is my determination to vote to realize my "dream".

Ji Shengnan next to him caught Chen Cong's arm holding blue veins, and couldn't help feeling sad. Isn't this idiot afraid that Yang Shanfeng will continue to bet with him to compete in basketball? He is so naughty for Gu Keyi that he doesn't care about anything? Strange, I have something to do with such a discomfort. By the way, I'm afraid that this dead idiot will lose and lose my face. At least I'm still the beauty of Class 2...

Thinking of this, she still reached out to cover Chen Cong's tightly clenched fist and patted him gently to relax.

"You just made my sister unable to break my brother's record. Okay, let's bet on the plane, the plane battle." Yang Shanfeng smiled after looking at the phone on the table.

After hearing this, Chen Cong turned his face toward Ji Shengnan and made a bright smile, his mouth seemed to say something, but no sound was made. Then he said to Yang Shanfeng with a domineering voice: "Come on, it's just a plane, no matter whether it's longer than lasting, I won't lose."
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