Chapter 16 Young Mediterranean?
"Why do you start cursing people inexplicably when you are doing well?"

Xiao He pretended not to understand, so he said.

"You still have the nerve to say it, you actually have the nerve to tell me that kind of film, you are simply playing hooligans!"

Huang Yan glared at Xiao He angrily.

"What kind of film? Did I provoke you so well?"

Seeing Xiao He continuing to act there, Zheng Xiuqing couldn't stand it: "Xiao He, you are really shameless, even using that kind of film to deceive other people."

"Zheng Xiuqing, tell me, what film did I use to deceive Huang Yan?"

"Besides, you already know the kind of movie I'm talking about. Could it be that you haven't watched it?"

When Xiao He said this, Zheng Xiuqing didn't know what to say for a while.

Seeing this, Huang Yan at the side stopped thinking about it, and hurriedly stood up: "Hmph, Xiuqing, let's ignore this guy."

"Yes, listen to you, we don't care about such scumbags!"

Zheng Xiuqing gave Xiao He a cold look, and with what she said just now, she had already defined Xiao He as an ignorant hooligan type.

"Hmph, am I still learning from scumbags?"

"Don't take the English mock test for a while. Your grades are not as good as mine, a scumbag. Then it will be really hard to talk."

Xiao He looked at the two daughters with a smug smile.

He didn't say it out of anger, he just told the truth.

Huang Yan and Zheng Xiuqing looked at Xiao He, and before the two of them could speak, a young man who was closer to the three of them spoke first.

"Okay, let me say classmate Xiao, are you a little too self-righteous?"

"As far as your grades are concerned, don't think that if you just happen to get a perfect score in mathematics, you can be good at it. Maybe how did this come about?"

"I don't even take a good look in the mirror to see what I look like. Whether it's Huang Yan or Zheng Xiuqing, which one of their grades doesn't blow you away by a thousand miles, are you ashamed to use your poor grades for comparison?"

The man who spoke was named Chen Ziyuan, and he was the math class representative of their class.

This comprehensive score ranking can be regarded as the top ten in the class. Since it is a representative of the math class, the math score is naturally very good.

However, in yesterday's math assessment, Xiao He, a scumbag, suddenly rose to the top and won No.1 with a perfect score in mathematics, while he, who claims to be the number one in mathematics in the class, only scored 140 points in the ranking. No.2.

This result naturally made him extremely unhappy, and Xiao He was not pleasing to the eye.

Hearing the other party's English grades just now, he was naturally annoyed and stood up and said a few words.

What Chen Ziyuan said made Xiao He feel unhappy for a while.

I'm talking here by myself, what's the matter with this hanging hair?

"Student Chen Ziyuan, was I talking to you just now?"

"Also, did your mouth eat dog shit early in the morning? Why does it sound very smelly and disgusting when you speak?"

"One last thing, I'm very confident in my appearance, and I don't need to look in the mirror, but you have to pay more attention to your seemingly bald head, don't start it at such a young age. Learn from others to make Mediterranean style!"

Even with these three sentences, Chen Ziyuan was so annoyed by Xiao He.

The most important thing is that after being told by Xiao He, he couldn't even find any suitable words to refute the other party.

Huang Yan and Zheng Xiuqing who were next to them also secretly covered their mouths and laughed at Xiao He's words.

Speaking of which, Chen Ziyuan's hairline is indeed a little bald, which doesn't match his status as a high school student.

"Xiao He, don't go too far!"

Sensing the gazes of the students around him, Chen Ziyuan was out of breath for a while, and his eyes were full of anger when he looked at Xiao He.

"Excessive?"

"Am I calling that too much?"

"In the beginning, you were the one who took the initiative to pick things up. If it weren't for your bad mouth, I'm afraid it would be hard for me to talk to you, a guy who is about to be bald."

Xiao He's words were specifically looking for the pain of the other party.

Chen Ziyuan's face was already ashen.

Thinking of the image of myself about to be bald, I was already very uncomfortable in my heart, but now that Xiao He mentioned it one after another, it is really a strange thing that the anger in my heart can calm down.

"You kid is kind, since this is the case, then let's take a gamble, do you dare!"

Chen Ziyuan slapped the table, stood up and shouted at Xiao He.

Such a movement immediately attracted the eyes of other students in the classroom.

"What's going on here? The English mock test is coming up soon. Chen Ziyuan doesn't study well. Why are you yelling?"

"Who knows, I was almost taken aback just now, and the grammar words that I had managed to remember were so fucking forgotten!"

"I heard the movement just now, it seems that Chen Ziyuan and Xiao He started arguing, what kind of bet are they really making?"

"Bet? These two people don't have much social interaction at ordinary times. What kind of bet is this sudden?"

"Ghost knows, but from my point of view, Chen Ziyuan is mostly angry with Xiao He because of yesterday's math test."

"Hearing what you said, there is also the possibility. No.1, who was originally good, was suddenly compared to Xiao He, a scumbag who suddenly rose up, and I was probably angry but sullen."

"I don't understand how Chen Ziyuan compares to such a scumbag like Xiao He."

Listening to the discussions of the people around him, Xiao He didn't feel the slightest turmoil in his heart, and even had such a feeling of wanting to laugh.

"Okay, what do you want to bet with me?"

"Does that even need to be said?"

Chen Ziyuan said indifferently: "Aren't you very confident in the English mock test that will follow? If so, let's compare who has the better score in the English mock test, how about it?"

"you sure?"

Xiao He looked at Chen Ziyuan calmly.

"Sure!"

"It's not that I deliberately bullied you. Didn't you just say that, this time I'm going to give Huang Yan and Zheng Xiuqing a perfect score in the English mock test."

"Since it's all for people to see, let them both see it. No matter what, we must let the whole class see it too. Is there any problem with what I said?"

Chen Ziyuan deliberately increased his voice so that the whole class could hear him.

"No problem, since you have said so, then I will accompany you to the end."

"But let's talk about this first. Since it's a bet, the lottery must be indispensable. What is the calculation of winning or losing?"

Xiao He looked at Chen Ziyuan, waiting for the other party to take the initiative to reply.

"Can you beat me? That's impossible!"

From Chen Ziyuan's point of view, although his English score is not as good as that in mathematics, compared with Xiao He, it is completely enough.

"Just tell me, what should I do if I win?"

Xiao He stared at the other party calmly.

"If you really win, then I'll do whatever you want." Chen Ziyuan said disapprovingly.

"That's fine, I think you have a stinky mouth, if you lose, then just give yourself ten slaps on the mouth."

Xiao He said lightly.

"Okay, if you have the ability to beat me, let alone ten slaps, I'll satisfy you even with a hundred slaps."

"However, do you have the qualifications?"

Chen Ziyuan snorted coldly, his eyes filled with contempt.

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