Rebirth of Chu Wan

When Wan Chuer's voice came out, Zhuo Yao was even more faltering.

Those on campus who didn't know Wan Chu'er ran around each other and asked.

"Who is the girl who just spoke?"

"Is it a third party?"

"Wow, I don't know who Zhuo Yao and that girl are beautiful?"

"It must be Zhuo Yao, didn't you listen to the boy who just said that Zhuo Yao is the best looking in the whole school"

......

There is never a shortage of people who eat melons.

Especially for a group of sixteen or seventeen-year-old boys and girls with strong hormone secretion, not to mention a sudden episode of dog blood in the boring sea of ​​studies, it is quite exciting.

At a glance, he knew that the envelopes were delivered by himself. Peng Yue didn't even think about it, so he said, "Of course it is mine. These letters are all written by me to Zhuo Yao. Why are they in your hands?!"

The last sentence has a questioning tone.

Peng Yue felt that his dream was broken by the girl in front of him. He was in the same room with Zhuo Yao, the lover of his dream, but suddenly a stranger appeared.

Just accept it, Wan Chuer hooked the corner of his mouth.

Zhuo Yao, who quickly came downstairs, heard Peng Yue's words, slammed her feet, and sat down on the ground.

"Zuo Yao—"

The tablemate who followed behind let out an exclamation, and the people passing by suddenly stopped and looked over.

"Wow, Zhuo Yao, come on, Zhuo Yao is here." A girl exclaimed.

This sound was like putting a firework in the silent sky, and it immediately blasted the sky.

Another girl opened her eyes wide: "Who is in the studio?"

"Zhu Yao, who is the boy who confessed to you just now?" Others wentssiping directly to the party concerned, adding fuel to the fire.

The excited crowd immediately surrounded Zhuo Yao, wanting to catch a glimpse of the party involved in the peachy news.

......

Zhuo Yao's face was pale, she didn't know if it was angry or the ankle hurts, she bit her lip tightly, was silent, stood up stubbornly from the ground, forced her way out of the crowd, and limped to continue broadcasting. Walked to the room.

I don't know what other tricks Wan Chuer will do next, she must stop Peng Yue from that idiot.

In the studio.

Wan Chuer said calmly, "All these letters are from Zhuo Yao."

Peng Yue immediately retorted: "You are talking nonsense, these letters were clearly written by me to Zhuo Yao, why Zhuo Yao would give it to you! You must have stolen them."

"The first letter was handed to me by Zhuo Yao, and the rest were placed on my desk by Zhuo Yao through our classmates." Wan Chuer continued.

Peng Yue said loudly: "You are talking nonsense, it's impossible! Who are you?"

The second and fourth class of high school.

The class leader who had been questioned by Teacher Zhu, and the classmate who helped Zhuo Yao deliver the letter, immediately understood. The person with a weak mouth exclaimed, causing the classmates next to him to ask questions.

Wan Chuer directly ignored Peng Yue's questioning, and did not want to argue with Peng Yue. As if stating the facts, she slowly said:

"Because Zhuo Yao is a black-hearted white lotus!"

Wow—

The people listening with ears erected on the campus suddenly opened their eyes and mouths wide in surprise, a little unbelievable, but also very excited.

Everyone has never seen it before, and this is directly qualitative.

Black-hearted white lotus?

Many people think this term is really good, and those who are jealous of Zhuo Yao suddenly think this time is really appropriate.

For a while, the campus boiled again.

"You are talking nonsense, Wan Chu'er, you are talking nonsense!" Zhuo Yao murmured and argued as she ran, but it's a pity how her voice can be compared to a loud speaker.

She regretted it.

She shouldn't mess with Wan Chu'er, shouldn't design Peng Yue and Wan Chu'er to meet.

In the studio, Peng Yue was shocked by Wan Chuer's words.

Wan Chuer continued: "I used to be blind and regarded Zhuo Yao as a good friend. Zhuo Yao cares about me on the face, but in reality he always framed me. Some time ago, I cleared the boundaries with Zhuo Yao.

I warned Zhuo Yao several times. I saw her hit her once. Unfortunately, Zhuo Yao is very persistent and must pester me. This time she directly gave me the love letter you wrote to her. "

She handed the opened letter to Peng Yue, "This letter is your handwriting, right."

Peng Yue took it and took a look, "It's the words I wrote..." He was stunned. How could an unknown name appear on it? He didn't even think about it and asked:

"I clearly wrote Zhuo Yao's name, how could I become Wan Chuer?"

Wan Chuer smiled and said, "This is Zhuo Yao's method. She erased her name and replaced it with mine. Look, what a vicious girl!"

Peng Yue subconsciously defended Zhuo Yao: "Zuo Yao is not vicious."

"Then why did she give me the love letter you wrote? Then why did she ask us to be on the top floor of the school tonight?"

"For..." Peng Yue was speechless.

The person in front of him, the letter in his hand, had slowly told him what was going on.

"Because she doesn't want me to study hard, wants to disturb my thoughts, and then sees my grades plummeting, it's best to really fall in love and become a bad student."

There were heavy footsteps in the corridor outside, and Zhuo Yao was afraid that he might have arrived.

Wan Chu'er suddenly said loudly: "Zuo Yao, I Wan Chu'er said that I will see you once and beat you once, so you'd better not appear in front of me and disgust me!"

Such an arrogant voice resounded through the campus, and everyone was stunned for a while.

What a domineering girl!

The people in the second and fourth class of high school thought in the same way: in the future, we must not provoke Wan Chuer.

As Wan Chu'er's voice fell, the door of the studio "pop" was pushed open from the outside.

Zhuo Yao panted and appeared at the door.

"Zuo Yao—" Peng Yue subconsciously yelled.

Zhuo Yao stared at Wan Chuer fiercely: "Wan Chuer, you are vicious! Do you want to ruin me?"

With that said, Zhuo Yao rushed towards Wan Chu'er, she was about to tear Wan Chu'er!

Wan Chuer watched Zhuo Yao come over, quickly calculating the distance between Zhuo Yao and herself.

"Oh—"

Wan Chuer kicked and kicked the exhausted Zhuo Yao directly. Zhuo Yao fell to the ground and made a loud noise.

She screamed in pain.

"Wow! I hit someone, really hit someone..."

The campus is boiling, and people who have some good deeds run directly to the studio. They want to watch the scene.

Girls fighting, don't be too pretty!

Peng Yue stared blankly at Wan Chuer kicking Zhuo Yao to the ground.

How does he feel that Wan Chuer's kick is so handsome?

Wan Chuer walked over step by step, and threw the letter in her hand onto Zhuo Yao's body.

"Don't count me anymore, Zhuo Yao, I don't have time to pay attention to your tricks that can't make it to the table."

"Say it again, don't show up in front of me again!"

Then she left the studio without looking back.

On the way, Wan Chuer paused and continued walking when he saw many classmates roaring and dancing.

It wasn't until Wan Chuer's figure was no longer visible that Peng Yue reacted, looked at Zhuo Yao lying on the ground, and hurriedly helped her.

"Zuo Yao, are you okay?"

"Let go of me!" Zhuo Yao shook Peng Yue's hand fiercely, venting her anger on Peng Yue.

Before Zhuo Yao and Peng Yue could say anything, the studio was full of people all of a sudden.