"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...!
Chapter completed!