Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Just in the silence of a thousand, one figure fell to him in the ground.

He Dawei was hit a little bit, and he fell on the ground. When he saw the girl who fell to the ground, he was a little annoyed.

The football has already rolled down, and when it hits the pit, it is slipped a small circle by resistance and then stands still.

"He Dawei, are you okay?" Du Yao ran in a hurry.

Chen Jiahui looked back a few steps in horror and horror, and even sprouted the urge to turn around and run.

Zhou Wei was witnessing the scene of this genius. He also realized that something was wrong. His face was somewhat ugly and he took Chen Jiahui. "What does Du Yao say just now? What is left to come back to us, he is not in three years. Is it dead before?"

Chen Jiahui hugged his head with both hands and slowly squatted down, his face full of fear and fear. "He came back to retaliate against us..."

Shen Mubai got up from the ground. She didn't know if the left side was staring at it in a corner of the field, or she was killed again.

There were several hot feelings on her arms and knees that made her unable to hold out her voice. She looked up and found that all of them were broken and even covered with bloodshot eyes.

He Dawei's face is not very good, but he can see that the girl and Du Yao are aware, so they have to sigh with anger and frown. "What is going on?"

Du Yao saw him misunderstood Shen Mubai and quickly explained, "He Dawei, this is Xia Ye. Just a football flies over, if she didn't throw you down..." She said this, her face was pale and her voice was a few Quivering, "You are very likely to die."

She now believes that even if she doesn't believe it, she really wants to kill them all.

He Dawei didn't take it easy to smile. "Get it, are you scared to be a little stupid?" He glanced around, then stood up and patted his clothes and picked up the football. "At most, let me break." Point the skin, seriously point out a concussion, die? Are you making a movie?"

The boys on the football field ran over and apologized. "Classmates, can't help, are you okay?"

He Dawei threw the football over and yelled, "How do you play football, if I have something wrong, can you bear the responsibility?"

The boy looked sorry and pointed to the football field. "I'm sorry, I didn't have much strength in the usual time. I just didn't know why I suddenly got out of control. I want to eat some of the buddies."

He Dawei lifted his chin and said, "Forget it, I am not a stingy person. You buy a basketball to pay for my crimes. This is the case."

His attitude is high, and the boys are a little annoyed, but this thing really does not work with them, so they have to suppress it. "Yes, tell me which class you are, I will send you the next day."

He Dawei reported the class name. After the man took the football back, he was very proud of turning around. "Football is not good to play, and Laozi is so cheap. They are not bad."

When I saw a few people's faces, they didn't look very good. They frowned slightly. "What do you mean? I feel too much?"

Du Yao was stunned and could only look at him dryly. "He Dawei, he met him and came to us."

Chen Jiahui stared at the ground, and he grabbed his head and his mind was blank.

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