Although Sheng An has transferred from a boarding school, but he is still so young, it is impossible not to go to school.

So Jiang Xinyi took pains to find him a private school. He would definitely not be able to go to a public school. His grades were not good, he was not liked by the teachers, and he liked to cause trouble.

As for the private school, it will be much better, taking people's money to eliminate disasters for others, and the teachers will treat them more generously and coax them more.

This was Sheng'an's first day of school. He was as domineering as ever, occupying a seat as soon as he went. When a frail boy with glasses came, he timidly dragged him, "New classmate, this is my seat."

"You said yours is yours? It didn't engrave your name." Sheng An put his feet on the chair directly, and no one expected the new classmate to be so arrogant.

The teacher came and asked him to change his position, but he didn't listen, and the teacher couldn't do anything about it. This is a great Buddha, and the higher-ups have dealt with it, so it can't be messed with.

He could only point to a corner, and said to the frail little boy, "Sit there first."

Sheng An proudly gave the frail boy a middle finger, and the frail boy lowered his head silently, almost crying.

"Cut, bastard." Sheng An cursed.

With this episode, everyone respected the new classmate and took a detour when get out of class was over.

But Sheng An didn't take the attitude of calming down, "You, go down and buy me a bag of biscuits."

"Me?" The boy whose name was called was stunned.

"Go soon?" Sheng An raised his fist and said viciously, "Do you want me to beat you up?"

The boy pursed his lips. If there was a conflict, both parties would have to invite their parents. Forget it, one more thing is worse than one less thing. It was just to buy a bag of biscuits, and he happened to be going to the commissary too.

He bought biscuits and brought them up. Sheng An glanced at them and immediately threw them on the ground, "Why is it strawberry flavored? I want chocolate!"

"But you didn't say just now..."

"I told you to go, so you go!" The other party refused, because if there is one thing, there is another, there is no guarantee that he will do something wrong later.

Sheng An saw that this man was also a tough one, with that look in his eyes, as if he would really rush up to fight together at any time, he was smart, and pointed at the frail boy, "Go!"

Obviously, this frail boy seemed to be the weakest and the easiest to bully in the class.

Sure enough, the frail boy swallowed his anger and ran down to buy a bag of chocolate biscuits. Sheng An continued to find fault, "Just buying biscuits? Why don't you know how to bring a bag of jelly? Have you got your brains?"

At noon, the frail boy ran up and down, and everyone couldn't stand it anymore, thinking he was miserable.

On the first day of the transfer, Sheng An was in a happy mood. Before leaving, he suddenly had a stomachache. He ran to the bathroom. Just after finishing the solution, he put his hand on the doorknob and frowned, "What's going on?"

Can't open it? !

"Is anyone there? Is anyone there?" He yelled, if he hadn't bullied that frail boy, it wouldn't be too late now, and there was no one left. At this moment, only his voice sounded in the bathroom, rippling back and forth, It was empty and very cold.

Sheng An suddenly got goosebumps, he hastily touched the phone from his body.

Oops! The phone was put in the bag.

Sheng An could only keep knocking on the door, making violent noises, and then kicking the door again and again.

But don't look at him as a little fat man, he is puffy, made of chocolate candy, the flesh on his body is limp, and he has no strength.

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