"Shameless! Shameless! Knife, how have you checked the behind-the-scenes sellers in Paris in the past two months?"

In front of her, stood a lean young man in his twenties.

In his early twenties, he was shaved and average-looking, but his eyes were quite sharp, giving people a very strong sense of oppression.

And his temples always have a rhythmic rhythm, drumming one drum at a glance, and at first glance he is a top master who is hidden deeply.

"Sister, check and check, there is only one Chen Biao, could it be that you think too much, this Chen Biao is operating this matter from beginning to end?"

"Impossible!" Bai Keren is categorical: "Chen Biao's information is clear, this is a thorough grassroots reckless man, and his family conditions are not even middle-class, at most he is a food and clothing." If such a person swallows our dream Paris in one go, where does his money come from? And whose connections pull him the thread? Look at the current tricks he uses to deal with us, is this a trick that a reckless man can come up with? If you want to say that there is no superior behind him, I don't believe it!"

The words are mellow and mellow, and they are the Beijing accent of the Eight Classics.

This white and lovely person even speaks in such a good voice.

"Sister, what are you going to do?do you want me to go...""

No!" Before he finished speaking, Bai Keren had already decisively refused.

"Although the means are indiscriminate, but they are not too despicable, after all, we are the first to shoot, and he can be regarded as borrowing strength, if we do the black hand, wouldn't we lose our identity?"

"Sister, what are you going to do, I will do it~" The most powerful kung fu of the knife is in the body.

He is good at fighting and killing people, and this brain-using thing will not work.

"You go, inform Chen Biao, and say that I promised to see him~

" "What? Sister, what is Chen Biao, I see that he has given him a lot of face, what qualifications does he have to get your reception!"

"No, no, don't you see that people are forcing me to meet with him? If we don't see each other again, judging from the current situation, they will make

us lose more!" "Sister, you said that Chen Biao will make us lose more?" "

He doesn't have that brain! I'm talking about his boss behind the scenes, you go and tell him, let him take his boss with him tonight, just in Dream Paris!"

She picked up a glass of red wine and shook it gently, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows on the 20th floor overlooking the scenery of Shanghai.

She was really a little curious about this opponent who had lost a lot of money before he showed up.

"Could it be an acquaintance? Such a shameless way of playing, I really have some expectations for who you are..."

The other side.

After the bathing incident, in addition to normal classes, Yang Ming and Ye Weirui occasionally met outside the classroom.

Yang Ming would not take the initiative to say hello, and even if the arrogant Miss Ye did not want to go, it was impossible for him to rush up and get close to Yang Mingtao.

Both of them have a thorn in their hearts, like strangers.

Ye Weirui is still like that.

Two sets of delicate clothes a day, not the same for several months.

Every day in class, I smile and always seem to be in a good mood.

Coupled with her outstanding appearance and driving a luxury car, she is one of the female teachers that students talk about the most.

And Yang Ming was a blockbuster in the first test.

Full marks in mathematics, 296 in science, 149 in English, and even a terrifying 148 in Chinese.

With a total score of 743, far exceeding the 48 points of this year's Shanghai science champion, he has become a popular figure among Qizhi's teachers and classmates after dinner.

Of course, in addition to his grades, Yang Ming's life in school in the past two months has also been envied by his classmates.

For example, he often doesn't come to evening self-study, and for example, he always skips the English class of the most beautiful goddess Miss Ye.

The most terrifying thing is that whether it is Lao Lu, the head teacher, or Miss Ye, who can't tolerate sand in his eyes, they don't care about it.

Every time an unconvinced student complains to them, they are dumbfounded by the sentence "If you can score 700 points in every mock exam, I will also allow you to take leave".

Of course, there are still those who are still unconvinced and want to ask the last sentence, 'Yang Ming has only taken the test once, maybe the luck is all Meng, how do you know that he can score 700 points next time~

' and then Yang Ming slapped these people in the face with a total score of 746 in the first mock exam, and the score of Li Zong was infinitely close to the full score, including Sun Qing, who had always hated Yang Ming's teeth.

"Brother Qing, do you just let that kid be so arrogant in the class?" I think Miss Ye Yi has long seen that kid is not pleasing to the eye, but Teacher Lu has been protecting him behind his back, so he didn't have a seizure, Brother Qing, do you want to help our

goddess?" "Fart, is that your goddess? That's the goddess of Lao Tzu!" "Brother Qing, isn't your goddess

Zheng Sisi?"

"Children only make choices, I want them all!" Quietly

glancing at Yang Ming who was sitting in the back row, a cruel smile appeared on Sun Qing's face.

"Wait a little bit, wait a few more days, and you will never recover!" Last

time, he was severely reprimanded by Lu Yuan for cheating, and when he came out of Lu Yuan's office that day, Sun Qing contacted Lu Shutong.

This pair of dogs and men were embarrassed to act together and have already designed a game to ruin Yang Ming.

Now that everything is ready, they only owe the east wind, and they are waiting for the time to wait for Yang Ming to enter the trap himself.

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