Fake hero

Chapter 112 The Lost Fatty

Tan Xuefei was bored and sat on a chair in the Seafood City in a daze.The afternoon sun shone through the huge floor-to-ceiling glass on Tan Xuefei's flawless white face, reflecting layers of divine light.

12 years old is the age when love begins.After getting in touch with Chu Tianyang for a period of time, Tan Xuefei realized how much prejudice she once had against these students who had poor academic performance but were cheerful and optimistic.Compared with those students who study well but are selfish and cold, Chu Tianyang and the others are more attractive to Tan Xuefei.

However, the three of them left without saying a word, not even saying hello.Thinking of the laughter and laughter they used to have together, Tan Xuefei felt a sense of loneliness in her heart.

Teacher Li was also disappointed. He was just about to embrace Chu Tianyang's thigh without hesitation, but he was picked up by him.Thinking about the rapid success of Deputy Director Zhou and Principal Zhang, Mr. Li felt bad. Not only did he not have time to take advantage of it, but his wife's commuting pass was cancelled.It's really a steal, and Chu Tianyang offended Xiao Zhengnan after running away.

Of course, Wu Zhengguan was even more disappointed.After Xiaopang used fruit juice to cool down his face, the red mark really faded a lot. Wu Zhengguan didn't even dare to go home, so he went directly to his grandfather to report, and was scolded by his grandfather again.Although fortunately he was not put in confinement, he had a grandfather's bodyguard by his side—it was protection, but in fact it was to prevent him from spending time and drinking again and causing trouble.

And the one who lost the most was Xiaopang.The kid looked at Wu Zhengguan's wet face with tears streaming down his face. If Chu Tianyang hadn't pulled him, Xiaopang would have crawled up to Wu Zhengguan's face and licked it vigorously twice.Several people got into the taxi, and the driver thought Xiaopang had died of his grandparents.

"Where can I buy the juice on the handjob machine? You're going to cheat!" Xiao Pang tilted his head and raged at Chu Tian.

"Then let the old guy cook something delicious for us that night, so it's okay, right?"

Huang Laoxie turned back from the co-pilot and said viciously: "You are so disrespectful, be careful I will cut you! Damn!"

"Damn! What do you respect about me, old man?"

"Damn! You're still going strong, little bastard!"

"Damn! Old guy, don't be too arrogant!"

Huang Lao evilly stared at Chu Tianyang fiercely, and suddenly changed into a big smiling face, the folds on his face were gathered together like the folds on the skin of a steamed bun, making people want to eat steamed stuffed buns from now on.

"Tianyang, when you see those old guys later, can you show me some face?"

Chu Tianyang thought for a while: "Okay, I won't say the word 'rely' when I talk to you later."

Huang Laoxie's black line: "Damn, isn't that enough? You have to call me Master! Let everyone know that you respect me!"

"Fuck! Is there any benefit?"

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A taxi in Wufengling, the western suburb of Yanjing, parked in front of an inconspicuous three-story villa.Seeing three children and an old man get out of the car, the taxi driver turned around and ran away.

It is said that taxi drivers in Yanjing can speak vernacular, and they can talk vernacularly when they meet customers who can talk. human.

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