Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

Everyone was stunned, looking at Jiao Yang who was walking step by step with a gloomy expression.

"You, you, what do you want?"

Several rich second-generation students who were flaunting their might just now were frightened by her unsuspecting gloomy appearance.

"What I want to do is very simple," Jiao Yang twitched the corners of his mouth, his expression twisted a little bit strangely, and his smile was brilliant, "Since you say I'm crazy, then I'll show you how crazy I am."

"you!"

Even the invigilator was frightened by her appearance: "Sheng Jiaoyang, you can't leave your seat during the exam! You are limited to return to your seat within ten seconds, it doesn't count as cheating on the exam!"

"Exam?" She tilted her head, looked at the papers at the back, and then sneered, "Scores that can be bought with money? I'm Sheng Jiaoyang, what do I do for the exam."

In the eyes of everyone, Jiao Yang just tore up those test papers like crazy, and then poked and scratched on them with the pen that was broken just now, which shocked many people's eyes.

Then, they watched Jiao Yang holding the half-broken pen in his hand, with a smile on his lips, walking towards them

"Student Sheng, if you have something to say, don't be so impulsive!" The teacher rushed down from the podium, scared out of his wits.

If this happened under the nose of her invigilator, her teacher would not do it.

Those classmates who had talked about her just now fell from their chairs to the ground in fright.

"Sheng Jiaoyang, what are you going to do? Ah—"

Jiao Yang flushed away the blood on her hands in the toilet, her eyes flickering indistinctly. Suddenly his eyes flashed, and he lowered his head in doubt: "Huh? What's wrong with my hand, why are there so many red paints?"

"Let me say, Sheng Jiaoyang, are you really crazy or are you just pretending?" At some point, a person stood at the door of the women's toilet.

The young man folded his arms across his chest, with a delicate and eye-catching face, but half of his hair was dyed an exaggerated wine red.

He looked her around, then raised the corners of his lips with great interest, and pinched his chin with his fingers, his face full of thoughts, full of malicious speculation: "I heard that you have split personality disorder? Or is it a rare triple personality disorder? .Did you do something bad and dare not admit it, so I don't know whether it was intentional or not, and you wanted to use this method to escape?"

"what are you saying."

Jiao Yang looked at him more and more suspiciously, put a strand of hair back on her head, and walked towards the door with a gentle face and a serious tone of voice: "Get out of the way, Fu Qiran, this is the women's toilet. It's very impolite of you to do this. Also, if I'm really mentally ill, you'd probably be far away from me long ago. Why do you come to me and say these things? I really don't know what to say. "

The teenager was holding his pockets with both hands, wearing a black and white suit and school uniform, the button on the cuff of one arm was rolled up. Hearing this, the smile on his face faded a little.

Jiao Yang had already walked behind him, and his posture with his back to her remained unchanged, and he said: "I know that day, your father took you to the mental hospital, I saw it. You beat someone that day, and you beat someone The one on the ground is my brother."

Fu Qiran heard her footsteps stopped, and the corners of his mouth became more meaningful: "So Sheng Jiaoyang, after the test results, are you really sick? If you are really mentally ill, as the only legal heir of the Sheng family, then Interesting. Even more interesting if you weren't sick. Why are you faking it? As far as I know."

He turned his head and moved his head close to her, with dark eyes: "Sheng Jiaoyang, the car accident your mother had not long ago, wasn't it an accident?"