The e-sports god is set up by others

Chapter 152
In the midsummer of that year, Cheung Chau was as beautiful as a picture that can only be seen in the landscape frame.

Even if it is an ordinary tree, it is much greener than the one near the city, and the sound of cicadas resounds in my ears.

Lu Ziye ran downstairs quickly, with a gloomy anger on his immature face.

From a distance, he could see the accident site surrounded by people.

The boy stepped forward and walked through the crowd arrogantly.

I saw the little girl on the ground at a glance.

In the bright summer, the little girl's eyes are like broken glass beads, so bright that people can't look away.

Her cheeks and eye sockets were red like a bunny.

Still puffing up his face angrily, he looked at the little fat man fiercely.

Su Zhe's chubby buttocks sat on the stone, half of his buttocks were numb from the pain, and he couldn't help crying loudly.

He's humiliated again.

He is no longer a bully...

Seeing him crying, the little girl was suddenly at a loss.

The teacher saw that she had finally calmed down, so he put her on the ground.

The little girl's physical strength is not good enough, and beating people has exhausted all her strength.

She sat down on the ground, her braid trembling in the air, her cheeks still puffed up.

Lu Ziye walked over step by step and stopped in front of her.

Xiao Xiaoyan saw her elder brother, a little girl who looked like a little hedgehog, and immediately put away her thorns all over her body.

With red eyes, she raised her head and smiled at him.

Lu Ziye's face was cold, and his immature and delicate eyes looked at her from top to bottom.

well.

Broken arms, broken knees.

Seeing his cold face, the little girl immediately bit her pink lips aggrievedly, her big eyes filled with tears.

Lu Ziye stepped forward, and the 13-year-old boy had grown so fast that he was completely different from them.

He squatted down and looked at the embarrassed little girl on the ground.

"A fight?"

The little girl looked at him with watery eyes, and the little milk said softly.

Lu Ziye's voice turned cold, "Why did you fight?"

The beautiful and delicate young man had a cold face, his demeanor was completely different from the children in the simple mountains, with an honest and indifferent hostility.

The little girl thought he was so fierce.

Puffing her white and tender little face with aggrievedness, she lowered her head and dropped the golden peas.

The teacher is on the phone with the Dean of Primary School.

Hearing this, he looked at Lu Ziye with some displeasure.

"Why else? It's not because of your good brother."

The teacher was heartbroken seeing the little girl being wronged.

"As long as your score is higher, don't embarrass Xiao Yanyan. Will such a good girl fight with others?"

In the end, the young master from this city.

He still looked at the little girl with a gloomy expression.

"You think I'm ashamed?"

teacher:"……"

No wonder the grades are so poor, the focus is really good.

The little girl kept shaking her head, and the braid on her head trembled in the air.

She stretched out her small short hand, her arm was white and tender as if a lotus root had been broken, and the palm of her hand was dirty and covered with a layer of soil because she pressed it to the ground.

Gently grab his sleeve.

The little milk said softly, "Brother is not ashamed."

teacher:"……"

Isn't that embarrassing?
Already the last one, or the last one in the whole grade, there is no lower limit, baby, wake up?

The boy's originally indifferent expression gradually softened, and his slender lips even evoked a slight smile.

He hummed in a low voice, but didn't stop her little dirty hands.

The snow-white clothes rubbed against the ashes of her palms.

Lu Ziye said, "It's cold on the ground, get up."

Xiao Yan stretched out her small arms, stretching out her small breasts, "Brother, hug..."

She guessed that Lu Ziye would definitely not hug her, so she acted like a baby softly, "His legs..."

As a result, before the words finished, the young boy leaned over.

The slender arms passed through her waist, lifting the soft little girl from the ground.

After standing on the ground, the little girl blushed and excused her leg pain.

She stretched out her arms to hug his delicate waist, and thrust her little head into his arms.

Lu Ziye looked at her with a frown, the little girl was born shorter than her peers, it would not be an exaggeration to say that she was seven or eight years old.

She arched her dirty little face in front of his chest, rubbing her tears and snot all over him.

The little milk voice was still humming, "Brother smells so good..."

He resisted the urge to punch someone.

He lowered his head and wanted to pull off the little girl wrapped around his body, but he could smell the sweet milky fragrance from her body.

He thought indifferently, how could he smell like a man.

On the contrary, it was the sweet smell on her body, which made him feel tired every time.

In the end, they endured criticism all afternoon in the Academic Affairs Office.

Lie down on the table and write the check.

Lu Ziye was puzzled, why didn't he fight, why did he have to write an inspection? !

The teaching director plausibly said, "What kind of score do you get in the test, so you don't have any points?"

Lu Ziye stared at him with his dark and beautiful pupils wide open.

He said indifferently: "How did the school's new restaurant come about, do you have an idea?"

"..."

The young master from this city has a very rich family, so he built a new restaurant for the school on the first day of the report.

The dean was choked back hard.

Don't lose face, he said: "Then you just watch them write, if they can't write it, you have to be punished along with it!"

Woohoo damn capitalists.

Lu Ziye readily agreed, "Okay."

Do whatever you want, admit something you didn't do wrong, no.

Holding a paper and a pen, the little girl walked towards him unsteadily, her shofar braid swaying like a little tail.

She muttered softly: "Brother, I can't write..."

Lu Ziye glanced at her, "So?"

She shook her head and wanted to get into his arms, "Can you help Yanyan?"

He put a finger on her forehead.

"not good."

The little girl's eyes were red, and she pouted her lips aggrievedly, "After school, I'll treat you to donuts..."

The little boy looked down at her, the eyes that had cried were as if they had been washed with clear water, clean and pure.

A pink Band-Aid was pasted on the wound, and the white and soft balls wanted to stick to him.

He said he didn't like apologizing.

Finally, in the little girl's self-criticism, write the first sentence.

Teacher, I'm sorry.

After school.

The school gate was full of parents who came to pick up their children.

The little girl's father was a handsome middle-aged man, who was big and mighty, but had a pair of beautiful round eyes, exactly the same as the little girl.

When he saw that his little baby was covered with wounds, his heart ached terribly.

The heartless little girl saw her father and ran towards him stumbling all the way.

In the end, he watched her being held in his arms with his own eyes.

The man took her out of sight like holding a treasure.

Lu Ziye had no one to pick him up.

He carried his schoolbag and walked home alone.

He knew it was a lie.

Because there are no donuts in this town.

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　　Isn't today the weekend?Why does it feel like there is no one? Do you have to make up classes on the National Day holiday weekend (((Д;)??
　　Yuanyuan doesn't seem to have promoted the book friend group, hey, it's still the old group of the last book, there is a baby coming to play~ 【415658740】

　　Probably when it’s on the shelves on National Day, there will be a burst of updates, when the time comes, Yuanyuan from Koukousoso will give out red envelopes to everyone in the group hahahaha

　　
　
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