Seeing his pitiful look, he raised his hand and touched his head.

After tumbling for a few moments, I was thinking about a few more times, and heard Zhao Shen shout.

"Crouch! Is Lang Shao your little princess?"

As soon as he rolled up, he saw a dumpling running in the corridor, and then rolled into their classroom.

"Brother, wow ..." Mikaner looked up with tears in his eyes and looked around, determined to be in a rolling and worry-free position, and then rushed over, "Sister ... Sister ... Go and save ... Save Anwa ..."

She hugged her without worry and went out, and followed her with a serious look.

"Why are you going?" Zhao Shen saw Zhang Ye rushing out, holding her.

Zhang Jianji: "Surely something happened, go and help fool!"

"Oh!" Zhao Shen hurriedly followed her.

The Caesars campus is larger than Yanjing University. A large playground is bypassed from high school to elementary school. There is also a tree-lined path full of willow trees. The thought that Mikaner ran so far alone, still crying, she was already furious.

"Xing Ailin asked An An to teach her math problems, and An An didn't want to, she cried. She said that An An bullied her, and then her brother came when after class, called An An, and I saw them throw An An's book whine ... "

She hugged her without worry and patted her back to soothe, and said, "Don't cry, sister to protect An An."

"What's Lin, did you usually bully you?" Billy asked.

The complaint that Mikaner pulled together: "She didn't ... but I don't like her, she always said bad things about me!"

"My brother will scare her to take revenge on you for a while!" Said swearingly.

However, Mikaner lay in her worry-free arms. Compared to her usual brother who was the same as Xiao Xiha and Xiaoxiong, she trusted her older sister with high force value.

"Someone bullies you in the future, so say it earlier." Billowingly, he didn't know he was being abandoned by his sister, "or tell the teacher?"

They ran to the door of the twins class, and they saw a small An An under the window behind, standing against the wall, surrounded by three or four junior high school students, and holding the book in the middle and waving.

"What do you want to do?" The cold voice scared a few people,

Mikaner came down from Wuyou to An An and hugged him.

"An'an, are you okay? Don't be afraid! Sister hits them."

A few junior high school students haven't spoken yet. A gust of wind blew through their ears, and their fist of worry was one centimeter in front of their faces.

"Wait ... wait a minute!" The junior high school student holding the book jumped up. "Misunderstanding ... Misunderstanding!"

Rolling An An up and checking: "They hit you?"

"No." An An glanced at the frightened junior high school group.

"Throw your book?" He asked again.

"No, I lost the book myself."

Billowing: "..."

"Sister ... Sister!" Said the junior high school student, "I ... we didn't bully him, we just talked ... talked!"

A worry-free look crossed the junior high school group's face, and a few children slumped and their legs were soft.

Help me! So terrible

"Do you know my brother?" Asked Worry-Free.

"No ... I don't know."

"I don't know what to talk about."

Worry-free raised one junior high school student with one hand: "Bully a child of six or seven years old, and you deserve to be called a man."

"..." Sister, I'm a boy, I'm not a man oh oh ... teacher saves me.

The next one finally couldn't stand the cry of wow: "Sister ... sister, we really didn't bully him, just wanted to ask if he can help ... help Xing Zhiheng's sister to learn."

Mikaner shouted with a small face: "Cheat! I saw you dropped An An's book and hit him with a book!"

"We really don't!" Xing Zhiheng slipped in the air without worry and was almost scared. "Yes ... it was he who accidentally dropped the book by himself. I picked it up and gave it to him. Who knows he won't take it? ... "

He was silent for a while, so he believed.

Because An An has a clean habit, letting him drop the book directly to take it is impossible and impossible.

"An An, they didn't hit you?" Mikaner turned to ask An An.

An An would stare at his book all the time, as if it was not dirty anymore, and was wiped clean by the junior high school team?

"No." He held out his hand.

Xing Zhiheng hurriedly handed the book to him, and let him down without worry: "My brother is not a teacher and has no obligation to help your sister learn."

"Yes, yes, we know, it's all our fault." Xing Zhiheng cried and said, "I will never dare."

He smiled and appeared: "It turned out to be a misunderstanding! That's fine, just a few of you. Why are there so many people in the conversation? It scared my sister into thinking that it was campus violence."

After being wrecked by the worry-free and terrible atmosphere, the junior high school group will stop seeing a rolling smile.

"Really ... really nice!" Xing Zhiheng said stupidly.

He rolled his lips secretly and continued to laugh: "Do you know Caesar's rules?"

"Know ... Know!" The junior high school group collectively sank into a beautiful smile and shouted in unison. "You can't find the trouble of classmates across levels, you can't fight and lose and go back to find parents to sue!"

Nodding nodded: "Very good, I am very happy to have a student like you! Then pay attention next time, don't just run to the elementary school to know?"

"I know the senior!"

Then the three junior high school students bounced away hand in hand.

Zhang Ye who watched the whole journey not far: Hehehehe ...

"An'an." Wuyou squatted down and stared at An'an. "The next time you are not in danger, you must tell Mikan that she has gone so far to find us alone. What if there is danger on the road?"

Although it is not a big problem in the school, it is not good to hit it. Wuyou looked at An An very seriously, saying that she was not joking or discussing, but asked him to do so.

"I see." An An nodded obediently.

Hooking up the corner of his mouth, An An, a dark-skinned guy, has occasionally become black even in the past few years, and the whole family is afraid of Lang Ruoxian and Wuyou. Lang Ruoxian is because the devil is darker than him.

Maybe he still wants to live well!

Wuyou took Mikan to wash her face again, and then sent the two little guys back to the classroom. The girl in front of Mikan saw that they were lying on the table, scared, and walked over.

"Little friend." He squatted and lowered his voice.

Xing Ailin turned her head carefully and looked at her, smiling.

Xing Ailin watched, her eyes widened.

Then I heard this beautiful big brother smile and said, "If you later make you angry, I will cut your hair."

"..." Xing Ailin stood up suddenly.

He also stood up and continued to laugh, "Children should unite and love!"

Then turned and pulled away without worry.

A few seconds later, a terrified cry came from the classroom.

"Oh!" Zhao Shen was startled. "Why are you crying again? Is the child so noisy?"

When they got back to their own classroom, Zhang Yan secretly asked: "What did you say to that little girl that made her cry?"

"Want to know?" Frown.

Zhang Huan struggled a little, always feeling that she would be humiliated by asking further questions, but curiosity made her unable to resist: "Think ..."

"I won't tell you!"

"..."

In the last class in the afternoon, the teacher asked everyone to choose the class cadres. She has been selected as the monitor, Zhao Qingyu.

"Zhao Qingyu, send the list to my office after class."

Zhao Qingyu took a small book and stood on the podium: "Everyone don't quarrel, you can recommend others, or you can choose yourself!"

She secretly glanced at the right corner of her eyes, summoning the courage to ask, "Student Lang Xuanyuan, do you want to be a learning committee member?"

"Squad leader, aren't you mistaken?" Yuan Yiming shouted. "Lang Shao's passing grade, did you make him a study committee member?"

Hahahahaha! The whole class laughed.

Zhao Qingyu blushed and shouted, "You can't say that, and achievement is not the only criterion for testing a person's ability."

"Then I'll be an arts committee member!" Li Xin said suddenly, "Do you have any opinions?"

Cao Huier pouted his lips: "I also want to be a member of the arts."

"I can play the piano and Latin dance, what can you do?" Li Xin asked her with a smile.

"I can also play the piano, and I can also play the violin!" Cao Huier pouted, "and singing, professional."

Li Xin grunted, "I will too!"

Zhao Qingyu's eyes flashed: "Then we can compete fairly? Are there any classmates who want to be art committee members?"

No one raised his hand, Zhao Qingyu simply asked: "Student Lang Wuyou, do you want to compete? Do you have any talent?"

"No interest." A worryless glance at her.

Yang Yueli's voice came from behind: "Student Lang Wuyou has no talent? How can he compete with the arts committee?"

"That's really a shame," Zhao Qingyu said with a pity, "I'm sorry, then Li Xin and Cao Huier, then!"

Zhang Huan's eyes were about to turn to the podium: "I said the monitor, can you speak Chinese? I haven't learned grammar? What a pity I'm sorry, I feel like I want to be worried.

"That's it!" Zhao Shen also shouted. "You haven't said that you want to be a literary commissioner. You said it yourself."

Zhao Qingyu's expression changed immediately, and tears burst into tears: "I ... I didn't mean that ... I ..."

"I said, Zhao Shen, what a bully girl you are!" Some male students murmured. "The squad leader didn't mean that."

"Stupid, is there water in your head?" Zhao Shen sneered. "When you see the girl crying, your legs will be soft? You ask the class leader, if you don't get your affection, people will not see you."

"What do you mean?"

"Means nothing."

"What the **** are you scolding!"

Zhao Qingyu was about to cry, and hurriedly persuaded: "Don't make a noise! ​​Don't make a noise!"

No one paid attention to her, Zhao Qingyu saw what was rolling down on Wuyou's shoulder and whispered something, and gritted his teeth and shouted, "Wuyou, please let them stop arguing, don't affect the unity of everyone for you! "