"Everyone doesn't like him. Our class is the top class. Baicheng's grades in the middle school entrance examination and the first year of high school are better. The current grades in our class are a hindrance." The girl thought for a while , replied calmly.

Although her expression is very reserved, she can still see a faint sense of superiority and dissatisfaction:

"And he is very fierce, and he beats people. With him, everyone must be trembling, and even the class style is broken. If it weren't for our school only divides classes once in the first year of high school, early drive him away."

Hearing these words, Mo Li rarely lost his temper, but just retracted his hand in front of the table, opened the zipper of the school uniform and exhaled, his light brown eyes quenched a bit cold.

He was worried that if he put his hand on the table again, it would be thrown off the table.

When it was quiet, Mo Li was tall and cool, standing in front of the table somewhat casually, leaning against the wall with his left shoulder, a pocket in one hand, and his eyes looking straight at him.

Being watched so intently, how could the girl have the courage to meet Mo Li's gaze, she quickly looked away, her heartbeat quickened a lot.

As for Mo Li, who lived nearly ten years longer than these children, she just saw the girl's mood at a glance.

He lowered his eyes, just wanting to hear the girl continue to talk about Baicheng. Seeing that the girl was just staring at him and not speaking, he took the initiative to say, "Has Baicheng done anything to others?"

"Moved!"

This time, it was not the girl who responded, but the girl's deskmate. He heard the topic of the two and raised his head with interest. His voice was especially loud in the quiet classroom during the lunch break.

It seems that he found himself making a noise with other students during their lunch break. He turned around and apologized to the students behind him with his hands folded, and then lowered his voice and said to Mo Li:

"Baicheng and Xu Jia had a fight in the second year of high school. Xu Jia's family background is very good, and there is a social cover outside. I was still beaten to death by Baicheng."

The boy was a little excited when he talked about this kind of thing, but he was worried about Xu Jia, and still whispered: "At that time, although Baicheng rarely spoke and was very quiet, he still If we can get along, we all thought that the school bully of No. 6 Middle School was going to be replaced!"

"As a result, hey, it's a pity to die-"

"Idiot Chi, what did you say?"

Just as the boy was talking with gusto, a sound suddenly came from his side, the boy was excited, and when he turned his head, he saw that Xu Jia was pointing at him with a gel pen. Although he was smiling, his eyes were obviously different. that means.

Seeing him look over, Xu Jia threw the pen on the table, stood up and sneered:

"Be quiet, I can't even sleep if I want."

Bai Quzhi smiled awkwardly, and quickly covered her mouth and made a silent gesture.

Very satisfied with his approach, Xu Jia slowly turned his eyes to Mo Li.

Mo Li looked at him calmly, still looking lazy, leaning against the wall without standing.

The squad leader Wu Shi saw this, his eyes moved, and he also stood up and said:

"Mo Li, although you are a new transferee, you must follow the rules of our school. It's lunch break. Go back to your seat to rest and don't disturb others."

His voice was not small, and several students who were doing the questions looked up at him, but said nothing.

Mo Li didn't seem to hear such a big movement. Except for looking at it, he didn't even move a finger.

Xu Jia has stood up and walked to Mo Li, pushing him hard.