After Zhang Boyao entered the big box, Zhao Donglai also came in after a while.

Li Mo, who was singing, laughed, put down the microphone, and handed it to another person: "I won't sing this song anymore, just cut it."

The man turned out to be Zhao Donglai's friend, and hurriedly said, "Brother Li, why don't you sing? I feel that the singing is better than the original singer."

Li Mo laughed and said nothing, walking towards Zhao Donglai: "The squad leader is here, I'm embarrassed to sing."

Zhao Donglai snorted coldly, without answering, and sat straight in an empty seat.

"Hey, get up, that's Tian Li's seat." Someone shouted next to him.

Zhao Donglai turned around and looked over. He remembered this person. He had called him "Brother Donglai" before. It was hard to say whether he did it on purpose at this moment, but Zhao Donglai still felt the smell of humiliation, and his face was so hot that it was slapped by someone.

Lan Xiaoxiao sat aside, looked at the scene happily, and whispered to Zhang Boyao: "Did you see it? He has become a betrayal dog that has been betrayed by all relatives."

Then he gritted his teeth and said, "He deserves it. I haven't made a friend for two months. When I called home, I was almost crying. This time he tasted that kind of taste."

Zhao Donglai gritted his teeth and sat in another empty seat next to him. Next to him was the fat "Huanhuan" with a sesame face, which was the one he forged Li Mo's love letter that time.

"Huanhuan" talked to him happily, but Zhao Donglai's face was dull and there was no reaction at all.

Zhang Boyao was a little surprised: What happened to Zhao Donglai's appearance? Could it be that he had ruined his words just now?

Li Mo looked at him, smiled coldly, and slowly brought a drink and walked over.

Zhao Donglai looked at him calmly. In a moment, his eyes were unprecedentedly calm, and he no longer had the mania he used to be.

Scared? It’s too late to say it’s scared now!

Li Mo felt even more proud and walked over slowly with the drink: "Squad leader? Why don't you sing?"

Zhao Donglai raised his head and said, "Li Mo, what do you want to do?"

"What do you want to do?" Li Mo smiled and approached him, whispering, "Do you remember what I said? I said, before Monday, I asked you to kneel down and beg me. Now there is still an hour before the early morning. If you kneel down, I will spare you. How about it?"

Zhao Donglai's muscles twitched slightly, staring at him: "Do you want me to kneel down for you?"

"Don't you?" Li Mo laughed, turned around and walked away, "If you don't want to, then forget it."

Hao Fangfang looked around with some surprise and put her mouth to Zhang Boyao's ears: "Hey, Zhang Boyao, what are they doing? Why do I feel something is wrong with the atmosphere?"

Zhang Boyao nodded and roughly told about Zhao Donglai and Li Mo.

Hao Fangfang nodded: "So that's the case... Why did Lan Xiaoxiao hate that Zhao Donglai so much?"

The voice was a little louder, and Lan Xiaoxiao with sharp ears heard it. She leaned over and began to talk about Zhao Donglai's hatefulness. In her mouth, Zhao Donglai instantly became synonymous with all evil in the world, comparable to the XX Demon King...

"Oh, it turns out that Zhao Donglai is so bad. So do we want to support that Li Mo?" Hao Fangfang asked.

Lan Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes immediately: "Where did you forget what Li Mo said tonight? You checked in one room and lived together. She actually thought of Zhang Boyao and I in that kind of relationship. It was really bad."

Hao Fangfang said speechlessly: "But your classmates here support Li Mo... Xiaoxiao, do you want to make friends and have a good relationship with Li Mo?"

"Hmph! I don't want it!" Lan Xiaoxiao curled her lips, "I don't care if I don't make friends with them. I still have you, Zhang Boyao, and Di Yundi. As long as I want, I can have as many friends as I want."

Hao Fangfang smiled and reached out to touch her head: "You said it well, so friends who can be bought with money can also buy them with money. No matter how much they are, no need to be happy, no need to be sad."

Lan Xiaoxiao smiled and rubbed her hand with great pleasure: "Sister Fang is good..."

At this moment, the singing was done by one person. The microphone was asked to go around, and someone said, "Hey, didn't Zhang Boyao sing well? He also sang with Bai Ruoyun..."

It seemed as if he had reminded me that someone handed out the microphone and walked through several people to Li Mo's hands.

"Brother Li has one! Not many people can sing with Bai Ruoyun! Once Brother Li sang, he could hold a concert himself!" said the person who handed the microphone.

Li Mo took the microphone with a smile and looked at Zhang Boyao proudly: "Since everyone is willing to listen to it, I will give you one song, it is Bai Ruoyun's song, "Love-loving lovesickness", actually I have always liked a girl here..."

"Ah-husband-you really love me!" "Huanhuan" jumped up and shouted in surprise.

Everyone in the box was drinking the drinks and sprayed them out all of a sudden. The others were embarrassed to laugh because of Li Mo's treat today. Zhang Boyao, Lan Xiaoxiao and Zhao Donglai were not afraid and all of them burst into laughter.

Hao Fangfang looked at "Huanhuan"'s figure and appearance, and murmured to herself: "So heavy in taste?"

Beads of sweat as big as beans appeared on Li Mo's forehead: "Well, Liang Huanhuan, I'm not talking about you..."

The classmate Liang Huanhuan suddenly screamed: "What! Have you changed your heart? My heart hurts so much! Why do you want this? Do we have no future?"

Li Mo almost vomited blood: "Liang Huanhuan, you are really humorous. As we all know, the love letter I gave you was written by Zhao Donglai. Uh... He really likes you, so he doesn't have the courage to confess his love, and only dares to write my name. Well... Yes, that's it."

His eyes lit up, and Li Mo shouted, "Didn't you notice that he was sitting next to you silently?"

Liang Huanhuan's attention suddenly shifted to Zhao Donglai beside him: "Is what he said true? Donglai?"

Zhao Donglai sneered: "Yes, I love you."

The entire private room suddenly became quiet, as quiet as death.

Li Mo, who was holding the microphone, couldn't help but scream: "Fuck! What's the matter!"

Liang Huanhuan reacted and screamed in surprise: "Ah—! I'm so shy!" The classmates next to her were shocked by Zhao Donglai's fearless spirit, and no one came forward to congratulate her for a moment.

Lan Xiaoxiao turned around in a daze and saw Zhang Boyao and Hao Fangfang who were also stunned.

"I just... heard it right?"

Hao Fangfang was a little unsure: "It seems that he was right? Or maybe we were collectively hypnotized? Is this too unscientific, right?"

He looked at Zhao Donglai and Liang Huanhuan again, and couldn't help but say, "The taste is indeed a little heavier."

Zhang Boyao was also confused: Could it be that Zhao Donglai's performance was really hit by his own words? With his personality, no matter how he looked, he didn't seem to be someone who could answer such unexpected words... It was like the sun rising from the west.
Chapter completed!