The national school idol is a girl

When Han Susu reacted, her legs had already listened to the young man's words and walked inside.

When I looked back, I only saw that tall and straight figure like a pine tree.

The students in the second college look like they are the masters who often fight, and they also know how to surround people, left, right, front, and three directions.

Unless that little scumbag retreats, he won't be able to run anywhere.

But if he retreated, he would have to come out and go home.

That person just wanted to block him here and catch him.

But this method is suitable for others, but not suitable for Bo Jiu.

first.

She didn't think about quitting.

The girls are all here, so the girls have to go first.

What's more, just because others can't avoid this seemingly thorough encirclement, doesn't mean she can't avoid it.

After all, besides Bo Jiu, she is still Z.

Even the police can’t catch——Z.

The gate of the first college is bustling now.

That kind of scene cannot be described in words.

This one is definitely going to start a fight!

The doorman had already started talking on the phone with trembling fingers.

But Bo Jiu just stood there, holding a lollipop in his mouth, unzipping his school uniform and putting his hat on his head.

There are cameras in front of her. Even if there is a fight, she has to pay attention to the evidence. She has to maintain her good demeanor of good moral character and academic excellence and avoid calling her parents...

When the guy from the second hospital saw that the boy didn't move back, he shouted to the person who was still looking around: "Brother Hu, that's the guy! Over here, at the school gate!"

As soon as the figure turned around, his fiery eyes directly met the young man's handsome face.

Then—silly!

Hey, isn't this the expert who helped them play games yesterday?

What's the meaning?

Is he the one who wants to be beaten?

This is so embarrassing...

Bo Jiu also recognized him and raised his handsome eyebrows: "Tou Zhong Er."

Characters from the Second Academy: ...What the hell is the thorn-headed second-in-command! ?

"Fuck you sister..." There was a person next to him who wanted to jump when he looked at Bo Jiu.

The spiky-haired young man blocked his arm and said very elegantly: "Stop, stop everyone!"

"what's the situation?"

Not only the students in the second college were at a loss, but even the girls in the first college paused for a moment as they were about to mention it.

The spiky-haired young man coughed heavily and approached Bo Jiu very seriously, his voice low: "Did you hit our people this morning?"

"Hit me." Bo Jiu curled his thin lips, and his eyes filled with coldness: "What? Do you want to fight me back?"

The spiky-haired young man looked at the young man like that and remembered the extremely beautiful skills and the cruelty of another man in the barbecue restaurant. He didn't know why, and his back felt a little cold.

"How is that possible? Let me ask." Although the prickly-headed young man was in the second grade, he was very loyal. He turned to his group of younger brothers and said: "We are all gone today. This is the benefactor of our second house. No fight!" Be polite when you see your benefactor in the future, otherwise, you will have trouble with me, Wang Dahu! "

How could the person who was beaten in the morning accept such an ending?

benefactor? !

The girls in the first hospital were also wondering.

When did their Nine Palaces become the benefactor of that Mr. Wang?

Do these two people know each other?

Have you played together yet?

This... temperament is so incompatible.

Standing next to Bo Jiu was Wang Dahu, who really didn't fit in well.

Wang Dahu is a real scumbag, and it shows on his face.

Bojiu...at least looks like a top student, the all-rounder kind.

"Come over and say thank you to your benefactor." Wang Dahu is gone.

In this way, Bo Jiu once again became the center of attention. She could almost see the way the guard looked at her, which was... hard to describe.