The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

Long Yu: "You do problem-solving and study every day, and you even got 120th place in the whole grade. Your results are so good, are you still a school bully? "

Qi Yan sneered and looked at long Yu as if he was looking at a country bumpkin.

"You can't be a school bully if your results are good? "

"Who set the rules? Can't a school bully study hard and must fool around in school? "

Long Yu was speechless.

Who set the rules Of course, no one set the rules.

However, the reason why a school bully was a school bully was because he bullied boys and girls in school and did all kinds of bad things. However, he was the one that teachers and classmates couldn't provoke.

Qi Yan had never done anything to bully boys and girls. Under his jurisdiction, although the entire a high school was not an iron bucket, at the very least, no one had ever been bullied by the school.

Rubbing Xia Ling's soft little hand, Qi Yan glanced at Long Yu.

"What kind of shiny badge do you think the school bully is? And you have to wear it on your head every day. "

Those slender and beautiful fingers were like fine jade. Qi Yan could not put them down when he held them in his hand.

He looked at his useless underling, looked at the woman who looked at him with her face propped up and allowed him to do whatever he wanted.

Qi Yan felt satisfied and could not help but give long Yu a few pointers.

"Even if I get first place in the school and fight a few times to establish my reputation, wouldn't I still be the school bully? "

He said it lightly.

However, he successfully received a cold stare from Xia Ling.

The glory of being a school bully was that he was the number one hooligan in the school that the students acknowledged in their hearts.

Qi Yan quite liked this feeling, but he was unwilling to mix with those hooligans.

Therefore, he stepped on people and became a high-end Hooligan.

A high school was such a big campus, and there were always people who didn't have eyes and wanted to take over the territory.

Qi Yan had led long Yu and Lin Qiang to fight a few group fights. His reputation was built up during that time, and the Qi family was the one who helped him clean up the aftermath.

He was the school bully, so it shouldn't be too much for him to use his power to bully others, right?

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"Baby, it looks like you're still very proud of your methods. "

Xia Ling sneered.

Qi Yan's body was weak, and he was brought up in his mother's womb. He only relied on his natural monstrous strength.

He actually ran out to fight with others. Did he think that he died too slowly!

Qi Yan spilled the beans for a moment, and the scariest thing was that he barely broke Xia Ling's character.

In front of Xia Ling, he had always been a lazy little angel. How could he do something as violent as fighting in a group?

Qi Yan: "Let me explain... "

"What's there to explain? " Xia Ling chuckled.

Qi Yan: "I'll do three more sets of the college entrance exam's real chemistry questions! "

"Well... you're quite sincere in admitting your mistake. " Xia Ling's expression was slightly better ...

Seizing the opportunity, Qi Yan, who had let the cat out of the bag, immediately climbed up the ladder.

He pursed his lips and stuffed his right hand into Xia Ling's hand, then looked at Xia Ling pitifully.

"lingling, lingling, look at me. I've been doing consecutive questions for the past few days. I've been holding a pen all the time, and my hands are getting calluses. Don't you feel sorry for me? "

"Oh? Three sets of papers are too little? " Xia Ling touched his hand.

Qi Yan's hands were very beautiful. He had never done any hard work since he was young. His fingers were long and slender, and his knuckles were especially clean, just like a pair of hands that were born to play the piano.

Now that Xia Ling touched him like this, she really felt a somewhat hard cocoon on the index finger of Qi Yan's right hand.

His fingers were somewhat deformed... ...

"lingling... " she looked pitifully at Xia Ling with her light Brown eyes.

Sensing that his second attempt at acting coquettishly had failed, Qi Yan did not feel very well.

Looking at his somewhat dispirited appearance, he looked like a big golden retriever who needed to smooth out his fur.

Xia Ling could not help but rub his head.

"Forget it, don't do the test paper. Accompany me to practice oral English for three days. "