Quick Pass Cannon Fodder Top Rank

"Jingle ding bell..."

Accompanied by this sound, An Ran woke up. There was a short noise in the quiet classroom just now, which was stopped by the stern eyes of the invigilator, and each of them watched anxiously as the invigilator took away the test papers in front of them. Should they choose B or not? To quote a formula...

In the nervous and frustrated examination room, there were only two people leisurely, An Ran staring at the blank test paper in front of him to sort out the thoughts of the world, the invigilator walked up to him, different from the strictness towards other students, he bent slightly, with a sharp face There was a smile on his face: "Meng Shao, your test paper..."

An Ran woke up with a start, and immediately found that his elbow was pressing down on the test paper, lifted it up, the invigilator smiled and took it away, then walked lightly, walked behind An Ran, afraid of disturbing the sleeping person, gently covered him on the head Take away the test paper on it.

Without the hindrance of the test paper, the sun shone into the boy's sleeping face, and his long eyelashes were like vibrant grass in spring. He breathed evenly, rested his hand on his arm, and pushed him safely.

Han Pingtai narrowed his eyes slightly, as if impatient, he raised his head and saw An Ran, his anger was extinguished, he propped himself up lazily, and said, "Finished the exam?"

An Ran nodded, Han Pingtai dozed off and stood up.

Walking out the door, the girls who had just left the examination room had already filled the room around 02274. When An Ran and Han Pingtai appeared, the whole corridor was full of screams, and the girls covered their faces and screamed crazily.

Han Pingtai frowned, and said in a cold voice: "Get out of the way!"

Immediately, a girl waved her hand and directed: "Get out of the way, get out of the way..."

The girl had a good face and an extraordinary temperament. Her shining eyes looked at Han Pingtai with obvious admiration. Those crowded students seemed to listen to the girl very much, and they were immediately separated in the corridor.

The whole school knows that Tianhui Academy, which ranks among the top three in the country, has two handsome guys. One is cold and the other is warm. They have looks that make girls look bleak, and they are expensive.

The former is Han Pingtai, the son of the chairman of Chengsheng Group and the largest shareholder of Tianhui College. He is domineering and cold. No one who offended him has ever left Tianhui intact.Therefore, his orders are imperial edicts in Tianhui, and no one dares to disobey them.

Even so, it couldn't stop Tianhui's growing Han Shao fan group, and the leader of this fan group was concurrently held by the school beauty Si Zhiyun who directed the crowd just now.

The reason why she is part-time is because she also has her own fan group, but she cannot tolerate anyone who tries to get involved with Shao Han. All kinds of behaviors of Shao Han's fans must be carried out with her permission. Girls who are protesting because they are dissatisfied with her hegemonic behavior There were countless numbers, but in the end they were all subdued by her. No one knew what method she used, only that those girls who had offended her and were still in Tianhui never dared to mention her name again.

The other one is more gentle and low-key. He is the son of one of the chairman of Tianhui Academy. He has been friends with Han Pingtai since childhood, so the two of them are together wherever they go, and they have become the unique two of Tianhui. landscape.

Han Pingtai and An Ran were walking. A girl outside the crowd frowned and looked at the blocked corridor. She stood on her tiptoes. There were so many black heads that she couldn't see clearly inside. She was wearing an apron and her body was covered with colorful paints. With a freshly painted picture.

She held up the painting and shouted: "Get out of the way, get out of the way..." and squeezed into the crowd.

"Ah, my new clothes..." A girl looked at the paint on her chest, and took a step back in displeasure, lest she would be rubbed by the girl covered in paint again.

Yang Nianshan glanced back, and said, "Ah! I'm sorry, I soaked it in warm water when I went back, and rubbed it vigorously with washing powder. Don't worry, I do this often, and I can definitely wash it off." A flash of jealousy and schadenfreude.

The girl waved her hand angrily, not planning to care about it.

Yang Nianshan held up the oil painting again and shouted: "Please step aside, step aside..."

The girls around were all shocked by her dirty clothes, fearing that she would scratch their expensive clothes, they all frowned and avoided, pointing at Yang Nianshan and whispering: "Why is she dressed like this?"

"At first glance, it looks like those children from the slums. I really don't understand why our school is clearly a noble academy. Why do we recruit those poor people? Every time I see them, I get goose bumps."

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Yang Nianshan paused for a moment, and once again mustered up her anger and rushed over holding the oil painting. The girls were so frightened that they all ran away, pulling their skirts. Yang Nianshan bumped into a person, and she shouted dissatisfiedly: "Didn't I tell you to get out of the way? "

Han Pingtai looked gloomy, looking down at his navy blue suit turned into colorful.

Yang Nianshan raised her head and was stunned. She never thought that there would be a boy who looked so handsome, just like the man who came out of the comic books she read when she was a child.

She was stunned, and under Si Zhiyun's order, several girls grabbed her wrists to prevent her from touching Young Master Han's suit with her dirty clothes.

The painting in Yang Nianshan's hand fell to the ground. The enthusiastic sunflowers showed Van Gogh's unyielding and her stubbornness. She always thought that she was Van Gogh, who was not understood by the world and was squeezed out by the world. This sunflower represented her in a low life. The yearning and strength in the past, but now they are all ruined.

She watched those people's feet stepping on the sunflowers, and she heard those people's endless lectures, saying something about Han Shao, offending, insulting, she couldn't understand, she could only stare at the sunflowers, struggling hard, At that moment, it broke out: "You let me go!"

Her roar shocked everyone present, the girls silently let go of her hand, Yang Nianshan squatted down in a daze, picked up the oil painting, the girls looked at each other, Han Pingtai frowned and left dully, Yang Nianshan suddenly He raised his head and shouted, "Stop!"

Han Pingtai turned his head, looked at Yang Nianshan's red eyes and asked doubtfully, "Are you talking about me?"

"Yes, I'm talking about you! You self-righteous parasites who were raised by your parents!" Yang Nianshan raised her head and said.

Han Pingtai's face darkened in an instant, and Si Zhiyun was about to come and grab her. Yang Nianshan raised her arm, covered Han Pingtai's face with the oil painting, and said, "What art do you know? Your thoughts are so empty that you can even use the toilet." Maggots are worse!"

She left angrily, the oil painting fell to the ground, and Han Pingtai's dark face was covered with colorful colors. Yang Nianshan's action shocked everyone, so that when she left, no one stopped her.

An Ran stared at Yang Nianshan's back, trembling her eyes, and it turned out that Cinderella's transformation was just as bloody as in the introduction of time and space.

An Ran accompanied Han Pingtai home to take a bath, he came out wrapped in a bathrobe, wiped his hair with a bath towel a few times, threw the bath towel and said, "How dare that woman hit me!"

An Ran looked at Han Pingtai, and said, "Tai, maybe she didn't mean it." An Ran didn't want him to pay too much attention to the heroine, like all dog-blooded dramas, after paying attention to it, it became like.

"Didn't she mean it? She didn't mean it!" Han Pingtai said angrily, "She hit me with that board and called me a maggot in the toilet!"

An Ran was speechless, Han Pingtai picked up the phone, and there was a sweet girl on the other end of the phone, Han Pingtai said irritably: "Zhiyun, who is that girl?"

"Young Master Yin Han, I have already found out that it is Yang Nianshan from Art Class 2." Si Zhiyun said anxiously.

Han Pingtai said: "Okay, let her not get along in school."

"Young Master Han, don't worry, I've mobilized all the fan groups of Young Master Han and Zhiyun, and she will definitely not be able to get along in school." Si Zhiyun said excitedly.

Han Pingtai hung up the phone, stood up safely and was about to leave, Han Pingtai stretched his legs, looked at his earlobe, and said: "When did you get your ears pierced and wear earrings? It's really pretty. I'll make one."

An Ran stretched out her hand to touch it, trembled, and turned her head in disbelief. Han Pingtai looked into his surprised eyes and said, "What's wrong?"

An Ran shook her head and laughed.

After a few days, Han Pingtai, who was playing billiards in the billiards room, straightened up, and suddenly said with a smile: "Let's go, let's go and see that girl who was tortured so badly."

An Ran and Han Pingtai went to school, the school looked calm, An Ran and Han Pingtai sat in the restaurant, ordered some desserts, An Ran was happy, he took a big mouthful of pudding, and looked up at Han Pingtai.

His eyes passed through him and looked behind him. An Ran frowned slightly, and looked back. Behind her was Yang Nianshan. Her whole body was messy, her hair seemed to have been severely trampled by someone, and she walked towards this side full of anger Come.

While she was walking here, a girl seemingly inadvertently poured all the food on the plate onto her head, then covered her mouth and said, "Oh, I'm sorry."

Yang Nianshan stopped in her tracks, and looked up at the girl bitterly. The girl was frightened by her aura, took a step back, and said forcefully, "I said I'm sorry, and you bumped into it yourself."

Yang Nianshan suddenly picked up a boy's food beside her and poured it on her head, the residual root juice dripped down her face, the girl just now opened her eyes wide in surprise, the boy's rice spoon stopped in the air in a daze, then Look up, Nima, he just blinked his eyes, why did all his food go to other people's heads?

He stood up and was about to ask Yang Nianshan for compensation, but suddenly Yang Nianshan said: "If you want to punish me, be more aboveboard!"

The girl was stunned, Yang Nianshan turned her head suddenly, and came to Han Pingtai again, Han Pingtai smiled, as if waiting for her to come begging for mercy.

Yang Nianshan slapped An Ran's dining table, glared at Han Pingtai and said, "How long are you going to punish me?"

Han Pingtai seemed to think about it seriously, and held his chin and spit out four words: "It depends on my mood."

"Fuck you!" Yang Nianshan leaned forward and roared angrily.

From a close distance, Han Pingtai clearly saw her embarrassed appearance, and smiled: "If you beg for mercy now, I can consider letting you go."

"You're dreaming!" Yang Nianshan said angrily, "It's just you maggots who want me to beg for mercy, I'll beg!" Yang Nianshan made a vomiting expression.

Han Pingtai changed his face instantly: "I can guarantee that you will not be in school for three days!"

Yang Nianshan said bitterly: "Just wait and see."

She turned to leave, but suddenly stopped, Han Pingtai looked at her back and said, "Have you changed your mind? If you beg for mercy now..."

Han Pingtai's voice stopped, his face became extremely ugly, his face was full of rice grains.

Yang Nianshan stopped shaking her head, smiled, puffed up her chest, and went out the door.

An Ran picked up the napkin on the table and wanted to wipe it for him, but Han Pingtai opened his hand, An Ran's complexion changed, and the hand holding the napkin tightened.

The author has something to say: Let me tell you, in case someone has been waiting, the update time will be 18:10 in the future. If there is no such point, it means there is no today, and I will try my best to update it every day.