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Chapter 942 The teacher is so mean

Su Mu could smell it even with his eyes closed.

Wei Qinghuan, the so-called classmates, are not only self-righteous but also tend to be inclined to the point of being in a state of indifference.

Maybe I was a student before, a treasure girl, and I hid it very well and did not attract the attention of boys.

But the female classmates around her discovered that she was a big beauty.

This immediately aroused the jealousy of these people.

There are not too many people like this in high school and college.

Are there still fewer revelations on the Internet?

They will use this method to humiliate others and feel very superior.

This kind of bullying often destroys a person.

This woman named Yang Yuxue obviously has a grudge against Wei Qinghuan.

The other party is a rich second-generation lady, and although her own student is middle-aged, she has no way to compare with others.

Su Mu also understood.

Since Professor Ning asked him to come, that was a purpose.

Slap in the face!

Not only do you have to beat it, but you also have to beat it.

Wei Qinghuan was held by Su Mu, and sweat was so nervous that her palms were sweating.

She subconsciously wanted to take it away.

But Su Mu tightened her tightly and didn't give her a chance to take it out.

The two were about to leave, but Zhao Jinxin smiled softly, stared at Su Mu and said:

"sit down!"

Su Mu hurriedly hid behind Wei Qinghuan.

This scene made Yang Yuxue and others laugh out loud again.

Fan Jun was completely exploded.

He became more and more hatred for Wei Qing.

Bitch.

You would rather find such a piece of garbage than be with me?

Since that's the case, then you can wait.

Sooner or later, I will destroy your family.

Wei Qinghuan glanced at Zhao Jinxin lightly, with a hint of contempt in his eyes.

She smiled at Su Mu:

"Since we don't let go, let's sit down and eat more later."

Su Mu said softly in her ear:

"Don't be afraid, the teacher is here. I am your boyfriend. Don't worry if you make a big fuss. Your teacher's wife said that she would teach the other party a profound lesson and avenge them for bullying you back then."

"But……!"

Wei Qinghuan asked softly with some anxiety:

"Teacher, if Master Ye knows, I...!"

"Don't worry, your Master Ye is not such a stingy person. If she knew the humiliation you had suffered before, she would be much crueler than your Master Ning. You also know your Master's face. If you don't put Band-Aids on it, you will be fine.

Sorry to go out, if I don’t post one day? Hey, I always feel that something is missing.”

Wei Qinghuan burst out laughing.

It was like the ice melting, and the private room suddenly became much brighter.

Wei Qinghuan suddenly felt that she envied Master Ning’s wife.

How great would it be if the teacher was really his boyfriend?

He is only three years older than himself.

Zhao Jinxin looked at the two of them with interest and waved his hands gently.

The others immediately sat down. Wei Qinghuan was Yang Yuxue and Su Mu was two ill-intentioned boys.

Su Mu shrugged slightly, as if he was a little scared.

Zhao Jinxin looked at him and asked with a chuckle:

"Well, aren't you going to take off your mask?"

Su Mu nodded and said:

"Young Master, I am just a poor loser. This face is full of pockmarks, which will affect your meals. If you don't mind, I'll take it."

Zhao Jinxin smiled faintly.

His eyes swept over Wei Qinghuan, and a greed was hidden very well.

Then he looked at Su Mu again, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes:

"Take it off."

Su Mu had no choice but to take off his mask.

Fan Jun was stunned.

Even if Su Mu fine-tuned his appearance, his hair deliberately turned into a messy chicken coop.

But his face is still too high-end.

That kind of handsomeness can withstand all kinds of ugliness.

This is nothing.

His intentional vilification brought him a strange charm.

The feeling of a down-and-out artist arose naturally.

That's right.

It's an artist.

Seeing Su Mu's face, Yang Yuxue immediately said to Wei Qinghuan:

"Grand pianist, no wonder you look down on Mr. Fan. Have you found such a handsome boyfriend? Handsome guy, let me know you. My name is Yang Yuxue. Are you an art student?"

Su Mu rubbed his hair in a mess and said something lightly from his mouth:

"Sorry, my interest doesn't allow me to know you."

Yang Yuxue was stunned.

Zhao Jinxin and others burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, Miss Yang, have you heard that? Someone looks down on you at all."

"This kid is really not afraid of death!"

"I have personality, I like it, let's play with it slowly!"

A smile flashed across Fan Jun's face.

He slowly stood up and said condescendingly:

"Boy, do you know our identity? Do you know some occasions that people like you can get involved?"

Su Mu raised his head, nodded seriously and said:

"I know, but this doesn't prevent me from seeing you like a fool!"

"Oh, sorry, you are either like, you are."

"Also, I'm not targeting you alone."

"I mean you...!"

Su Mu looked around everyone with a smile, and then said softly:

"Everyone present is a fool, all... trash."

Everyone in the room changed their faces.

Yang Yuxue looked at Su Mu blankly, suddenly screamed, and threw her teeth and claws at Su Mu.

Zhao Jinxin grabbed her.

"Haha, it's interesting."

He looked at Su Mu, but said to Wei Qinghuan:

"Wei Qinghuan, what does this kid do?"

Of course Wei Qinghuan knew what Su Mu did.

The teacher is right.

People like you are all rubbish.

No.

Even the order of magnitude is not as good as that.

All garbage can still be recycled, but you don’t even have the qualifications to recycle it.

Looking at Zhao Jinxin, Wei Qinghuan suddenly smiled playfully and said softly:

"Zhao Jinxin, what do you want to say?"

When Zhao Jinxin saw Wei Qinghuan like this, he felt a little regretful.

If I had known that she was a great beauty, I wouldn't have let it go.

Wei Qinghuan has a weak sense of presence in the class, and even the opportunity is a little transparent person.

It seems to have its own forgetfulness. When the classmates who are familiar with her will turn around, they will forget her existence.

So many times, the school organized activities and finally returned home, and forgot that there was one student missing.

Zhao Jinxin suddenly spread his hands and said in a pretentious manner:

"Forget it, for your sake, I won't make things difficult for him."

Then he looked at Fan Jun with a smile:

"Mr. Fan, this is your game, so I won't be overwhelming."

Fan Jun nodded with a gloomy face, then stared at Wei Qinghuan, and said with gritted teeth:

"Don't say I didn't give you a chance, let this guy kneel on the ground and kowtow to admit his mistake, then climb out of here and spare him today!"

"If you dare to say a word...!"

Fan Jun's handsome face suddenly felt murderous intent:

"I will make your parents become beggars on the roadside!"

"As for you?"

"Don't think you have a little fame. There is a saying that people don't fight with officials."

Su Mu suddenly laughed:

"What if I just want to fight you?"

Fan Jun was stunned.

He looked at Su Mu in shock:

"Why do you fight me?"

Su Mu laughed:

"Anything is OK, awkward dance? K-song? Or take off your pants and compare the size?"

Wei Qinghuan's face turned red suddenly.

Teacher, you...!

So bad.


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