The big guy's white moonlight is soft and sweet

Chapter 79 Provocation
Ji Fei on the side was a little speechless, originally she wanted to report this too, didn't the literary and art committee just ask Shen Ting first because they thought Shen Ting looked good?
Laugh to death.

She has won No.1 in the piano competition.

Shen Ting really overestimated himself.

Li Yushan likes to show off, has a bad temper, and is not very smart, so she is often used as a gunman.

He said a bit arrogantly, "This No.1 has a different spirit. Feifei has long said that she wants to play the piano. Aren't you just deliberately bumping into the show with Feifei?"

"What good grades are there, isn't it just intentional bullying?"

For a time, it attracted the attention of many people.

The eyes of several men looking at Shen Ting began to change.

Yu Qiqi couldn't see Shen Ting being pointed at by these people, especially these boys who Tingting was the most annoying.She wanted to stand up and explain why to Shen Ting.

Shen Ting put down Wusan, her eyes were quiet, the cold light outside the window enveloped her, her slender figure was like a blooming white orchid, with a delicate fragrance and glamorous beauty.

"I didn't know Ji Fei wanted to play the piano from the beginning."

She turned her head to Ji Fei and Li Yushan, "Since you think I'm bullying, you have to prove it. Besides, there will be a first trial and a second trial at the New Year's Eve party. If you are good enough, you won't be dismissed."

"Li Yushan, do you have no confidence in Ji Fei?"

Li Yushan was so blocked by Shen Ting's words that she didn't know what to say, "I...Of course I believe in Feifei, Feifei will definitely succeed."

Shen Ting smiled lightly, without even raising her eyelids.

"Since this is the case, don't gossip, it will disturb my study."

Yu Qiqi held back her laughter, listening to why she was so awesome.I usually look weak and weak, but now my mouth is like a machine gun, and the language bullets are jumping out one by one.

The boys and girls below are still discussing.

Some noisy noise.

Jiang Ye spent the whole night reciting that pipa line.

He still doesn't understand what Bai Juyi is thinking now, he will be demoted as soon as he is demoted, and he has to vent his emotions and write poems.

Jiang Ye didn't understand, and also found it annoying.

He does not have the elegance of the literati, nor does he have their elegance.

He is very vulgar, so he is eager to listen to this person.

During the lunch break, he only slept for a while.The group of people chattered endlessly, and Jiang Ye's veins bulged.

The boy woke up, squinting his eyes slightly, sleepiness and impatience were directly written in the closed eyes, and he looked unhappy.

Randomly kicked the table next to him, the boy was very strong, amazingly big.The table slammed and fell over.

"..."

A group of people were silent, all silently shut their mouths.The room was silent.

There were also people who consciously lifted up their own tables.

Jiang Ye looked at the girl in front of her doing the question seriously, with a slightly raised strand of curly hair, looking gentle and silly.

The boy was full of hostility, and he was safe at this moment.

Seeing that Jiang Ye had also fallen asleep, Yu Qiqi whispered to Shen Wenwen, "Listen, these people are really too much, listening to the wind is rain, I have never seen such an unprincipled person."

"You can only pinch soft persimmons. Once Jiang Ye makes a move, these people dare not speak. Guys who bully the weak and fear the hard."

When Yu Qiqi spoke, she had the childishness of a little girl, she was already soft, and she was like a pistachio.

Shen Ting was very envious of Qi Qi.

"You still haven't done half of the fifth and third questions that are required to be done today. If you keep chatting, you won't be able to finish it."

Yu Qiqi's eyes widened, as expected of him, the basic qualities of a top student are well grasped.

He bowed his head resignedly and continued.

In the quiet classroom, there is only the sound of rustling pens.

That year, they worked hard together.

(End of this chapter)