63. Chapter 63 Dapeng Days from the same wind

    Directly below the high school building.

    Aaah!

    Xu Chu, who had a light makeup on his face, was frightened and stunned, and almost collapsed on the floor tiles.

    The nails of the pale pink color are exposed to the scorching sun, reflecting the sparkling stars.

    Her screams revealed panic, and the two martial arts students who were stagnant in their places and legs, such as lead, took a nap and stepped back two steps.

    Han Dong coldly stunned Xu Chuyu.

    That gaze seems to contain the chill of the shocking heart.

    Xu Chu冉 was busy with his hand and sticking his lips. And Ni Quan is staring at Han Dong standing in front of his eyes, shocking.

    Hey.

    Hey.

    Slimy milk tea, as well as black pearls, stick to the long hair that he just burned.

    It took a few seconds for Ni Quan to reluctantly return to God, and the upper and lower teeth could not help but knock...Jumping from the third floor, and the action is so agile and tyrannical, just like a cheetah.

    I am a five-character martial arts student, but between the tricks, I will simply lose.

    Is it that Han Dong is a three-product martial arts student with a lot of strength?

    Three products are qualitative changes!

    There is an insurmountable gap between Shangsan and Zhongsan, just like the gap between lakes and streams.

    Ni Quan swallowed his mouth and spit, and his timidity was lost. He did not dare to say anything, and squeezed his smile: "Han, Han Dong, I just heard...In fact, it is not dangerous to rush down. ”

    His heart is extremely broken.

    The situation is totally wrong!

    I pointed to Han Dong and let Han Dong come down. Shouldn’t it be normal to take the stairs? No one can think of such a shocking way.

    For a while, the scene was silent.

    The blazing sun shines on Han Dong’s indifferent face, as if it’s a little bit of cold. He faintly watched Ni Quan, who was cold and sweaty, and said: "You have done too much, and apologize to me at the same table."

    Ni Quan hurriedly nodded, and there is still the courage to refuse.

    Who ever thought.

    Gu Yuanliang stood up and smiled as usual: "The same table, thank you. But I don't need his apology. I am losing money. I have all recognized it. ”

    Han Dong Shen said: "Don't be polite to me."

    "Not polite, really not."Gu Yuanliang bent over and picked up the cup of milk tea that had been deformed. He slowly vomited: "I want to thank him and thank her." One day, I want to thank them for their gift today. ”

    Han Dong looked at Gu Yuanliang deeply and smiled: "Let's go back to class."

    "En."

    Gu Yuanliang sings a piece of music, revealing white teeth.

    He glanced at Ni Quan, and looked deep into the beauty of Xu Chu, who fell to the ground, grinning and laughing, and finally returned to the high school building with Han Dong.

……

    Zong Kaixuan, who is in the 32nd class, looks at the following, the boss of his mouth: "Han Dong jumped upstairs in our house?"

    "I am afraid it is."

    Zhang Liang screamed and licked his teeth. "This is ......Jin Ge iron horse, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger. ”

    Zong Kaixuan’s face is dark and gasless. “Can you stop talking?”

    Zhang Liang frowned and hesitated: "Is this wrong? Shouldn't be...Wuling rushes to the fine waves, Wumeng pounds to take mud pills? ”

    Zong Kaixuan’s heart was cool, and the voice was crying. “Shut up, you.”

    He felt that he was about to collapse. When he just wrote his classmates, he at least interrupted Zhang Wei for more than ten minutes. I wonder if Zhang Wei told Han Dong.

    The problem is.

    It’s been a day, and there are still ten days away from the college entrance examination. I didn’t expect Han Dong’s goods to still be in school.

    The problem is.

    Han Dong is in the upstairs classroom, just jumped out of the teaching building, showing the true strength.

    "En."

    "That sentence - Dapeng has a day with the wind, and it has skyrocketed 90,000 miles!"Zhang Liang helped the glasses and said with emotion: "This sentence is always right, quite suitable."

……

    The students who watched this scene in the high school building, including the students of the High School and the Seventh Class, were all under the eyes, and the soul was shocked by Pei Mo.

    The shock and the hustle and bustle are mixed together, just like the raging wave, surging mind.

    silence!

    The sweltering weather swept, but no one was willing to speak.

    It seems that Xia Wei is no longer screaming, only the rotation of the electric fan in the classroom.

    Under the sunlight, the blue and white figure and the cup of clear-cut pearl milk tea flew out of the teaching building, just like the giant eagle flying for nine days, landed on the ground.

    This clear scene is imprinted in the hearts of most students, forming a glorious picture.

    Later.

    Finally, some students have come back to God, and they can't help but talk about it.

    "He, who is he?"

    “Which martial arts students can be so powerful? Such a strong way to play? ? ”

    "Is this Han Dong classmate, the legendary martial arts student who can enter the school, otherwise how to explain his leap?"

    Even if they don't practice martial arts, they also hear about the three products.

    Once the three products are reached, they will have a clear distinction with ordinary people and gradually show absolute differences with ordinary people.

    For example, martial arts people with more than three products are extremely powerful and extremely fast. If you are proficient in cold weapons such as swords, you can even kill them with the cheetah wolves. It is the limit that ordinary humans can imagine.

……

    High school class three classes.

    Hey.

    The classroom door slowly pushed open, and Han Dong and Gu Yuanliang returned to the classroom.

    The eyes of the classmates in the class have all changed, or they are surprised, shocked, or inexplicable. In short, no one speaks, quietly.

    At this moment...

    Han Dong’s deterrent has already surpassed any teacher.

    Oh, la la la.

    Gu Yuanliang’s movements are very light, slowly picking up the desks and sorting out all the books, notebooks and wrong books.

    Han Dong frowned: "The same table?"

    Gu Yuanliang slammed his arm and whispered: "Hey, I want to be clear."

    "I was not suitable for learning, I couldn't learn, and I didn't have such a smart head. But I don't believe it, is learning only the only way out? No, it doesn't.

    "It’s better to go home and think about it than to waste time here."

    Said and said.

    Gu Yuanliang's mouth is getting more and more smiling, carrying a bag full of books, and whispering: "I know that I don't have any education, I want to fight hard, it is more difficult and more embarrassing. But even if it is hard, I am not afraid. I am even more afraid of meeting the situation today. ”

    Han Dong lived and shook his head: "I am not wrong today."

    Gu Yuanliang put together a pleated school uniform shirt: "No, I am wrong. Thanks to Xu Chuan today, let me go down to find her, otherwise I am still here. ”

    No problem

    "The same table, we will contact WeChat in the future."

    Oh.

    Han Dong stood up and let out the space. Gu Yuanliang smiled and walked out of the seat with a neat and neat bag.

    "Deskmate."

    Han Dong sat in his seat and did not send Gu Yuanliang, probably from the inexplicable respect of his heart.

    He looked at the empty space on the right and sighed.

    Looking at the eyes, it seems to be a blessing, it seems to encourage...Everyone has their own future and has untouchable self-esteem.

    "We will see you later."

    Han Dong took a long sigh of relief and pulled out his phone to unlock the screen.

    There are three unread QQ messages on it, all from Zhang Wei, in chronological order -

    "It’s really annoying. That Kaixuan has to let me write a classmate’s classmate/stunned/daze.”

    "You talk, I don't write to him / daze / daze"

    "Don't be impulsive / poor / poor"

    Hey.

    Han Dong facelessly pinched the black carbon pen in his hand, and stood up and walked out of the high school class.

    "This this……"

    "Whoever got me to this front table, I don't want to live."

    Feng Yiqi, sitting at the back table of Han Dong, grabbed his small forehead and looked at the two seats on the front desk silently, as well as his own table, all empty, leaving only one of her own.

    Forget it

    I am still learning honestly, I am going to the college entrance examination and try to score more points.

    Feng Yiqi whispered quietly, smashed his head, holding the historical erroneous book, and concentrated on knowing the truth.


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