"Ah ah ah ah" Xu Zhouzhou was almost crazy: "I rely on the beauty of the school grass to crit!!!"

Ye Chuijin has seen so many handsome guys in the world, and the boss of which world is not handsome is angry, but he has to admit that Mu Wuchong is really handsome, and he has a fresh youthful feeling that no other boss has.

This kind of youthfulness makes his whole person radiate light, will not compromise, will not stick to the haze.

Ye Chuijin answered vaguely.

After arriving in the classroom, Mu Wuchong walked in just before the class.

There was no expression on his face.

Mu school grass is a well-known Bingshan school grass, if it appears in the campus text, it is probably the appearance and coldness in f4.

The school girl Jiucheng thought of him badly, but he has never been close to humanity and never said a word to others.

Because of this, the original owner who dared to give him a love letter seemed so commendable... overwhelming.

As soon as Mu Wuchong walked in, the class began to whisper. Even Xu Zhouzhou, who usually looks like a prince and domineering sister, shook Ye Chuijin's hand madly: "Ahhhhhhhhh, I am dead! Why is he so handsome? Why is it so handsome!"

After screaming in a low voice, Xu Zhouzhou couldn't help but continue to say: "Although the school grass is very handsome, it is too cold. Hey, I don't know who can warm his heart."

While talking, I need to add everyone’s impression of the school grass: “The school grass is good at everything, but he’s too melancholy. Maybe he’s too good, so the considerations are different from ours.”

Ye Chuijin: "..."

Isn't he the one who looks up at the sky forty-five degrees bright and sad? ?

The lesson ended in Ye Chuijin's complicated mood.

When class was over, the academic committee came over again: "Hey, I asked you to tell the school grass, have you said that?"

Ye Chuijin made an embarrassing expression on his face and shook his head.

The academic committee patted her on the back with anger: "The speech contest is about to begin. Why don't you tell him? We will rehearse tomorrow night!"

However, the academic committee agreed to Sun Miao from the second class to make an appointment for the school draft.

Mu Wuchong was cold. Although she had a crush on him, she didn't dare to talk to him, so she could only ask Ye Chuijin to go.

Unexpectedly, this Luo Jingjing usually looks so good to instruct him, how come he doesn't go forward with a whip now?

Ye Chuijin didn't speak.

The academic committee gritted his teeth: "I tell you, if you don't tell him now, I will write your name on when I come back and let you participate in the speech contest."

The original owner of the Elf language spoke very neatly, but the human language spoke very general, and he still stammered on weekdays. How could he participate in a speech contest.

"I, I can't go..." Ye Chuijin denied anxiously.

The academic committee sneered: "Then go and tell him quickly!"

After that, she turned and left.

Ye Chuijin turned her head and glanced at the Mu school grass sitting in the last row.

Mu Wuchong just raised his head when he saw the girl he saw on the hillside looking at him.

When he looked up and met her, she immediately turned her head back.

Mu Wuchong sighed and shook his head.

vulgar.

Who is he? It is someone who will go to Tsinghua University and Peking University in the future and go to the physics world.

How can it be shaken for what kind of feelings now?

This group of girls would really think.

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