The Joy of Rebirth

"Bihuang, did you do it on purpose during class?" Shana jumped over and asked with a smile. Her cute look made Ye Bihuang reach out and hug her. [First text]

But this is a campus and he can't.

Ye Bihuang smiled brightly: "What do you think? If you say yes, then it is, if you say no, then it is no."

Xia Na said: "What you did is very satisfying, but don't fight."

Ye Bihuang avoided answering and said: "You have also seen that he has been fussing all morning. If I don't teach him a lesson, he will get angry. And your deskmate is not a good person either. You and her

Just maintain a normal classmate relationship."

"Yes." Shana nodded obediently.

As Shana returned to class, there were more and more students in the class. Ye Bihuang signaled to Shana that she could study, and he himself sat upright and started reading.

Fan Rong limped out of the school infirmary, holding a small bag with medicine in his hand.

He spent thirty yuan, which was a lot of money on this day in 1994, at least for Fan Rong. He gritted his teeth and hated Ye Bihuang to death.

All the students in the class knew what happened in the physical education class, and they were whispering to each other in the classroom.

Back in class, Fan Rong looked at Ye Bihuang and snorted, obviously very unhappy.

Ye Bihuang smiled and said: "Why don't you drink orange juice?"

"You want to take care of it? Stop talking nonsense!" Fan Rong angrily slapped the book on the table and said loudly.

Ye Bihuang sneered and stared at Fan Rong: "If you drink again, the other eye will be swollen."

Fan Rong stood up and was about to confront Ye Bihuang. Lee Kuan Yew grabbed him by the collar from behind and staggered him.

"Don't be dissatisfied, my dear. Be careful next time and don't provoke people you shouldn't provoke. Otherwise, you won't be so gentle next time..." Lee Kuan Yew is definitely a tyrannical master. The two of them never learned from each other.

For a while, there were many gangsters outside calling him Brother Yao. This shows how ruthless Lee Kuan Yew was in his fights.

It's just that recently, Ye Bihuang didn't go out to play with him very much, but studied hard. He felt bored, so he didn't go out much.

"Kaka kaka..." Familiar footsteps came from outside the classroom. Lee Kuan Yew pushed Fan Rong and went back to his seat.

At this time, Su Wen and Lan Muxi walked over from outside the classroom with smiles on their faces. They waved and separated at the door of the class. I remember that in the previous life, when Ye Bihuang was sitting next to Xia Na and looking at Lan Muxi, Su Wen would occasionally glance at her if she passed by.

Su Wen.

Su Wen is the class beauty of Class 4, and is close to the school beauty level. This is despite the fact that she doesn't tidy up her appearance very much. If she pays attention to her appearance and tidies it up a little, Ye Bihuang believes that she will definitely not lose to Lan Muchi.

.

When Ye Bihuang glanced at her, he would often think that this girl wouldn't dress up in a school uniform or sportswear every day. If she wore seductive black silk stockings, a short skirt and aqua blue or light yellow short sleeves, she would look good.

How beautiful and beautiful. It’s a pity that Su Wen never dresses like this and always wears such monotonous outfits.

"You played well in class today." As soon as Lan Muxi sat down, he praised Bihuang with a smile.

"Well, look."

"Well, you kicked the ball quite accurately."

"Haha, I just scored that one goal. How accurate is it?"

Lan Muchi stopped talking, just smiled with her lips pursed, then picked up the textbook on the table, opened it, and concentrated on reading.

In the following time, Fan Rong finally became honest and stopped harassing Ye Bihuang.

Because he has been struggling with the fact that he suffered a loss at the hands of Ye Bihuang, and he has no one to communicate with. In addition, he actually looks down on Song Qian and only stands on the same side with Song Qian because of Pang Kaishun.

Finally, after much deliberation, I decided to tell Pang Kaishun what happened and see if Pang Kaishun could handle it or if he could come up with something on his own.

Find Pang Kaishun and explain clearly what happened to him today.

"What, you said Lan Muxi washed Ye Bihuang's clothes?" After hearing what Fan Rong said, Pang Kaishun suddenly became excited, as if dropping a drop of water into a hot oil pan. He jumped up and grabbed Fan Rong's collar.

His eyes were filled with cold light.

"Yes, I poured orange juice on him at that time, hoping that he would retreat. Who knew that guy and I were confronting each other, and after a long time Lan Muxi came over and asked to wash Ye Bihuang's clothes." Fan Rong

Frightened by Pang Kaishun's cold gaze, he paused.

Pang Kaishun was so angry that his scalp was numb, he punched Fan Rong's eye that was not black, then threw him to the ground and said: "You bitch! It's over now, Lan Muchi must have thought you were my order!"

After saying that, Pang Kaishun left angrily.

Fan Rong didn't even understand what was going on. He leaned against the wall and covered his beaten eyes. He stood up with difficulty and limped away. Well, today he was self-defeating. Not only did he fall in pain,

Both eyes also became dark circles.

"Shit..." Fan Rong spat, feeling that Pang Kaishun was so inhumane that he ended up with such a result when working for him, but his parents both worked under Pang Kaishun's father.

He was determined not to take revenge.

Full of grievances, Fan Rongli slowly left the school where only a few people were leaving.

Lan Muchi has a regular person to take her to school every day, and today is no exception.

When she got home, Lan Muchi asked her mother who was sitting on the sofa: "Mom, there are some clothes in our washing machine, but I don't have them. I want to wash them."

Qiao Qinqin smiled and said: "My dear daughter, if you want to wash your own clothes, put them in the washing machine and I will wash them for you. You can just go and do your homework."

Lan Muchi pouted, walked to her mother and sat down. She shook Qiao Qinqin's arm and said coquettishly: "Mom, I want to wash the clothes by myself today. Just let me do it. Doesn't it matter if my daughter wants to do housework by herself?

No? I still have to learn how to wash clothes in the future, it’s better to learn it earlier.”

"What clothes did you wash?" Qiao Qinqin asked Lan Muxi with a smile.

"A shirt."

Shirt? Qiao Qinqin was careful. Her daughter obviously didn't have a shirt, so whose clothes she washed belonged to her? Qiao Qinqin didn't say anything, but just put down the sweater she was knitting and said: "Usually I put a spoonful

For washing powder, put it in the washing machine and spin it for ten minutes, but you can also rub it with your hands. Both are fine, but you have to rinse it thoroughly after washing, otherwise it will be uncomfortable to wear on your body."

"Well, I know." Lan Muchi didn't realize that her mother doubted her at all. She thought she had concealed it very well, but unlike her previous actions, her guilty conscience was exposed.

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