Chapter 1849 The High-Cold Learning God of Bullies and Scumbags (38)

The more he looked, the more sneer Xia Hanyang sneered.

The woman who coveted him.

I've been coveting it since high school.

"Especially the way you study, it's very good-looking and serious."

"I am the second in the grade. I will try my best to catch up with you. Please give me a chance and make me like you."

In the second grade, he stabbed Xia Hanyang in the eye.

He thought of when she was lying beside his ear and whispered that she liked boys with good grades.

His heart skipped a few beats.

I didn't think about it for a while.

But when a boy with good grades suddenly handed her a love letter.

He really felt it.

Good grades, isn't this condition rejecting him?

He is now the bottom of the school, or the bottom of the school.

Xia Hanyang reacted back to what Bai Weiwei meant, and he tore up the love letter with a cold face.

Then he said, "Drag the second in the grade just now and let me see how good his grades are."

The two attendants at the back nodded and went to drag people carelessly.

Xia Hanyang was in class honestly, and they were surprised.

Teaching people is the normal one.

Bai Weiwei took a half-calm class.

Xia Hanyang appeared again. He was wiping the back of his hand with a handkerchief. The back of his hand was a little red, as if he had hit something hard.

Then he walked into the classroom with a cold face.

The teacher turned a blind eye to his behavior and continued to lecture calmly.

Xia Hanyang walked over like a gust of wind, and then pulled away the chair behind Bai Weiwei.

The chairs creaked terribly.

Bai Weiwei felt a little numb in her back.

Xia Hanyang stared at her stubbornly, holding back the irritability that he couldn't tell.

Someone sent her a love letter.

Is she happy or not, how long has she known that man?

The first grade and the second grade are a good match.

Ha ha.

Xia Hanyang grabbed the pen and other people's books from the table next to him, and then turned the pages coldly.

Not just learning.

If he doesn't learn, just relying on his brain, how could he not learn.

The classmate at the next table: "..."

Xia Hanyang opened the book for three seconds, ten seconds, one minute...

Three minutes later, he cut off the pen with no expression on his face.

What's wrong with wanting to sleep?

It's not just learning, but the clown girl likes good grades.

He cannot be beaten by a few books.

The scumbags think very without self-awareness that their failure to study is because they did not study hard.

Instead of him learning, no, will.

Then Xia Hanyang continued to read, and after a while, he fell asleep.

I didn't sleep last night, thinking about Bai Weiwei excitedly.

As a result, I was still alive and kicking today, and after reading a book for a while, I fell asleep directly under hypnosis.

This sleep allowed Bai Weiwei to study well.

Stay up until school.

Bai Weiwei knew that it was two more points.

Good mood.

Bai Weiwei smiled with satisfaction, packed her schoolbag and left.

As a result, just as she was about to get up, a hand behind her held her shoulder tightly.

That hand was like a soldering iron, strong and powerful, pressing her firmly on the seat.

Soon the classroom was over.

Bai Weiwei frowned, "Student Xia, school is over."

Xia Hanyang, who was sleeping on his stomach behind him, finally raised his head, his voice hoarse as he had just woken up.

"Well, someone sent you a love letter, Gao is not happy."

Bai Weiwei said calmly, "Not happy."

Xia Hanyang: "His grades are good."

Bai Weiwei: "Worse than me."

Xia Hanyang: "..."

With cold eyes, he looked at her beautiful neck and ears, and found nothing unnatural.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Oh, I thought girls liked love letters that came to your door."