Quickly wear her as a sickly white lotus

Chapter 49 The Second Campus White Lotus 1
In September in City A, the weather has not turned cold.

Dull and hot.

On the basketball court, Qin Mohan made the last shot at the last second.

Absolutely crushing strength.

Familiar cheers came from all around.

The young man standing in the center was calm, his eyebrows were sharp and flamboyant.

When passing by the captain of the opponent, Qin Mohan stopped in his tracks, and raised his lips maliciously. The young man didn't smile and was lonely and handsome. When he smiled, the tear mole on his brows was a bit seductive, and his peach blossom eyes were romantic and affectionate. Looking back, he was full of charm.

The voice that came out was hoarse and cold.

"Trash." A completely merciless mockery.

These two words directly angered the opposing players.

"Qin Mohan, you—"

Before the young man could finish speaking, he was held back by their captain and covered his mouth.

"Zhou Ran, shut up."

Xu Hao's face turned cold, he tightly covered Zhou Ran's mouth, and looked at the rebellious young man in front of him.

"Young Master Qin, don't blame Zhou Ran for being ignorant."

Zhou Ran's eyes were red, and the boy was full of arrogance.

Qin Mohan sneered, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Tsk, I'm still waiting for him to finish, it's boring."

The boy opened his legs, followed by those who were pursuing him.

"Young Master Qin is mighty."

"Where is Young Master Qin going to celebrate today?"

"Is it worth celebrating?"

"It's not worth it or not, Young Master Qin didn't kill those trash that time."

Wait for the sound to go away.

Only then did Xu Hao let go of Zhou Ran.

The boy blushed angrily, and looked at the captain he admired incomprehension.

"Brother Xu, you-"

"Zhou Ran, that's not someone you can offend." Xu Hao sighed.

"Isn't he the young master of the Qin family? What's the matter, what age is it now?" Zhou Ran couldn't figure it out.

Another teammate on the side stepped forward and patted the boy on the shoulder reassuringly.

"You came late, I don't know, Young Master Qin took a year off from school last year, so he's in the same class as us this year, do you know why?"

"I heard that someone was beaten, and he was ruthless."

Xu Hao pointed to his head.

"The person was disabled, and he went to the juvenile prison for a few days before he was released."

That's a complete lunatic, the kind who wants to die when he becomes insane.

So in No. [-] Middle School, don't offend Qin Mohan if you offend anyone.

lounge.

As soon as the boy came in, he heard a whistle, a little frivolous.

The boy frowned and went to change his clothes.

"Young Master Qin, don't worry, let's see what I'm giving you today. JS's latest milk is not cheap, but which elementary school student is this? Give this to Young Master Qin." The boy in school uniform laughed and burst into tears. .

Qin Mohan didn't raise his eyes.

After changing his clothes, he lazily leaned against the closet.

Lighted a cigarette.

The smog was lingering, and the black eyes were dim, a little decadent and a little depressed.

Ning Zhe took what the man said just now.

"Who else is there, the newcomer."

newcomer?
For a while, no one remembered who it was.

Until the curly-haired boy sitting in the corner mentioned it.

"Just that ugly bum from the country."

The atmosphere was a little quiet for a while.

If we talk about the recent uproar in city a, it is that the Bai family found their lost daughter.

The Bai family can be regarded as a scholarly family, and it is well known that they lost their youngest daughter. In the end, the daughter was finally found, but she was raised in the countryside for more than ten years, and she was black and ugly, a complete bumpkin.

The Bai family lost face and rarely mentioned this daughter again.

Later, when the first middle school started, a skinny little ugly monster came.

Ugly doesn't like to talk, and has a low sense of presence. Soon everyone is playing their own way, and clown is ignored.

A cigarette was extinguished by the boy before it burned out.

The black T-shirt set off the boy's coolness.

He kicked Ning Zhe, who was sitting paralyzed by the side, with a somewhat impatient tone.

"Still going or not?"

Ning Zhe quickly got up from the ground.

"Let's go, let's go."

The carton of milk fell into the trash can without accident.

(End of this chapter)