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Chapter 57 Red Tuzki

"Li Ze, it is said that you are a rich second generation, isn't that true?"

The seniors were very gossip, and they actually asked this kind of question on an occasion like the opening ceremony.

The school leaders were quite unhappy, but when they saw the enthusiastic and gossiping students, they could only turn a blind eye and pretend not to know.

Li Ze looked at the students in the stands and all their gossip ears were pricked up, and he smiled: "No. I'm a tall, rich and handsome man, not a rich second generation."

Uh ~
There was a burst of booing from the students, and someone yelled, "Dark Li, don't boast about yourself like that."

"Dark Li, haha, how handsome are you?"

"..."

When everyone in Zhang Yifan saw this kind of opportunity, how could they not go for it?Following the booing of the students, one by one started to yell and make trouble.

But it doesn't make much sense to do so, because with the booing and good-natured laughter of tens of thousands of students, their yelling seems to be very suitable for this environment, and it doesn't seem like they are laughing at Li at all. Ze.On the contrary, it made people feel that they were also amused by Li Ze's humor.

Feeling this, Zhang Yifan's complexion became even worse, and he was very depressed. He couldn't figure out why Li Ze was so popular.I have not really entered the campus yet, but I have already become one with my classmates. Why is this?How did you do it?
"Li Ze, I'm actually very concerned about Bai Yang's prose essay. It's unbelievable that this miraculous essay actually appeared in the composition of the college entrance examination. I want to know where your cultural background comes from. ? What inspired you to create such an essay? Could you share it with everyone?"

Li Ze nodded, and was about to talk eloquently, when a discordant voice suddenly sounded from the audience: "He doesn't have any background, Bai Yang's praise is plagiarized."

As soon as the words came out, the audience fell silent. Everyone turned their heads to look for who said the words, but after the voice rang out, the person disappeared. It is unknown who shouted, and his heart was tormented.

There was something funny in Li Ze's eyes. He glanced at Zhang Yifan, who was standing in the audience and looking at him, feeling helpless because he really was in no mood to fight with such a brat.

Ignore it at all, as if I didn't hear it, and said: "I have to say, this question you asked is really tricky, I can't find a good answer to answer it for a while..."

Before he finished speaking, the voice from the audience rang out again: "Look, I'll just say he plagiarized..."

Li Ze sighed helplessly, picked up the microphone and interrupted him directly, rudely and simply: "This classmate, don't hide, it's you, wearing a red Tuzki T-shirt and denim shorts, showing a The corner of CK's underwear, the male classmate with a pair of sneakers and red socks. Why do you question me?"

"..."

The scene fell silent, and then everyone turned their heads and looked seriously at the male classmate Li Ze described.

That boy couldn't hide even if he wanted to, he just wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in, his face was no longer blushing, but purple.

Feeling ashamed and indignant, I'll rub you, uncle, I'm so far away from you, why do you have such good eyesight?

The scene was quiet for a moment, and then burst into overwhelming laughter:

"Pfft haha, I peed laughing."

"Red Tuzki T-shirt? Hahaha. No way, I'm dying of laughter."

"Why do I find it so funny, haha!"

"..."

Yes, Li Ze didn't scold anyone, nor did he make fun of anyone.But he held the microphone like this, and described a person's attire like this, it was more vicious than the most vicious curse in the world.

It is already impossible to describe the mood of the person involved. To sum it up, he would like to kill himself with a bullet now, or disappear on the spot.It's a feeling of being watched and dressed by tens of thousands of people, it's almost impossible to live.

Zhang Yifan was standing beside him. The male classmate in the red Tuzki T-shirt was exactly the brother he had arranged for.But at this moment, Zhang Yifan's footsteps are actually moving slowly, for fear that others will misunderstand that he and he are in the same group, which shows how intense the mental injury is.

The school leaders at the back couldn't help laughing, and wanted to say that Li Ze was too vicious, but after thinking about it carefully, he really didn't say anything, just talked about his clothes, so that he could confirm which classmate he was.

The red Tuzki really regretted it, regretted listening to Zhang Yifan's words, and was unhappy to go to Li Ze.You don't need to think about it, but on Yenching University's post bar forum, the word red Tuzki will definitely be popular for a long time...

Li Ze clicked on the very lethal name, and then said: "This male classmate of Red Tuzki, no, it should be the senior of Red Tuzki..."

That Tuzki's face has already started to twitch, can you not mention the Tuzki in front when you call me?
"That senior, why do you question me? What is the evidence?"

How dare Red Tuzki say anything more?
Na Na said: "I didn't say that."

Li Ze smiled: "Didn't you say that? Then I might have misunderstood, yes, it is the one next to you with the hair of the young master of the Republic of China, wearing a five-person shirt, trousers, and black leather shoes, but The male senior with white socks on his left foot and black socks on his right foot. He said it, not you."

Zhang Yifan next to the red Tuzki was stunned, and subconsciously scanned himself. Everything else he said was correct, but both of his feet were white socks.

Zhang Yifan slowly raised his head again. His handsome face began to turn red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then turned red.Unexpectedly, everyone turned their attention from the red Tuzki's body to his own body, and then moved their eyes downward, preparing to look at his socks that were covered by his trouser legs.

Zhang Yifan vomited a mouthful of blood in his heart, he really wanted to clarify: "I wear white socks on both feet, if you don't believe me, take a look."

But you absolutely cannot say anything in this situation. The more you say it, the more everyone will laugh.Oh NO, I have started laughing now.

"Hahahaha!"

Zhang Yifan was even more ashamed and angry than the red Tuzki, because when everyone watched Tuzki, they mainly looked at his red T-shirt.But when he looked at himself, he looked at his own socks very abnormally.

All he could do was pull down his trouser legs as much as possible to cover his leather shoes.

Ahhh, you are cut into pieces by a thousand knives.

Zhang Yifan roared in his heart, this time he learned a bit, what is the ability to describe a scholar...

He doesn't need to scold you, he doesn't need to talk about you, but he just describes you objectively, and he can make you feel that life is worse than death.

Li Ze finished clicking, laughed, and continued: "I know there are many people who question me, such as the senior in black and white socks, and senior Tuzki. But I want to clarify for myself..."

Then, on the rostrum, Li Ze began to chatter about the creation process of Bai Yang Praise, while in the audience, Zhang Yifan, who was ashamed to escape along the corner of the wall, and the Tuzki brothers, watched with resentment on their faces. Li Ze.

"Brother Fan, you can't let him go."

"I know, you'll find a chance to make a fuss later, if you can't do it, throw your shoe on the stage, and run away after throwing it away."

"You still come."

"You come, you come."

"Forget it, let's let Ah Qiang come."

"..."

"Ah Qiang, remember to throw your shoes on the stage later."

"Brother Fan, you should come."

"It was agreed at the beginning, you want to help me, you said you come."

"Eh... I never said that, you should do it."

"Then let's go find Ah Wei."

"..."

"Awei, remember to boo."

"Brother Fan, you should come."

"..."

Zhang Yifan searched around, the brothers who had been discussed at the beginning, unexpectedly changed their minds now, and each of them huddled in the crowd but did not stand out, and no one dared to make trouble in the middle of Li Ze's speech.

Even Zhang Yifan himself didn't dare, this is a lesson, a lesson of blood.

(End of this chapter)