Chapter 236

One of the fat men, whose face was covered with fat, waved his strong arm, slapped it on Ye Fan's table and said fiercely, "boy, you can't salute your East brother just here?"

"What? White gourd?"

Ye Fan had already gone to sleep. As a result, he suddenly heard a loud noise. He rubbed his eyes vaguely and raised his head from the table. He looked at the fat man in front of him with a confused face: "white gourd, what did you just say? I didn't hear it clearly."

Hearing the speech, the five or six people's faces were instantly shocked and looked at Ye Fan in amazement.

How dare the poor hairy boy in front of him ignore the bully in their class?

And he also mocks Dongge so much. You know, Dongge's most taboo is that others call him white gourd.

Because he is fat and his head is naturally much smaller than his body, he does look a bit like white gourd.

But no one in the class dares to laugh at Dongge like this, because behind Dongge, it's Jinbi group!

That's one of the largest groups in the whole provincial capital. Except for the family background behind Zhao linger in the class, the Zhao family is stronger than brother Dong, there is only one Baihe senior.

Therefore, Dongge can be regarded as the eldest brother side by side with them.

However, the boy in front of me dared to ridicule Dongge like this for the first time in class. Isn't this trying to die?

The leader's elder brother's face was even more red. He wanted to burst out fire in his eyes: "OK, boy, go to the bathroom with me."

"No!"

Ye Fan shook his head. He didn't know what had happened at all and resolutely refused.

"OK, boy, don't blame me for not reminding you. If I kowtow and apologize myself this afternoon, I promise you will die miserably."

The East elder brother glared at Ye Fan fiercely, said meaningfully, and then left here with his little attendants.

The people in the class were gloating at Ye Fan, and there was a trace of ridicule in their eyes.

Ye Fan also felt the eyes of his classmates in the class. His face was inexplicable. He just slept. Why did he provoke the white gourd?

But he didn't take this matter to heart at all. He stretched lazily and was ready to continue to sleep.

Who knows, before his head touched the table, Zhao linger came over with a small step. He looked at Ye Fan coldly and whispered, "I won't go home tonight. I'll go out with my classmates."

"No, I must protect your personal safety." Ye Fan shook his head and refused directly.

After all, as a bodyguard, he is now ordered by others to protect the little girl 24 hours a day from any harm.

Suddenly, he felt a burning look, raised his eyes and saw that the white crane senior was looking at him with interest, with a smile on his face.

After a few minutes, he understood.

Feelings this little girl has a puppy love with this bastard called Baihe senior, and doesn't even go home and run out to play with a boy?

In this way, he couldn't agree. After all, the first impression of Baihe Xuechang was not very good.

"Hey, I'm not asking for your advice. Anyway, I've brought it. I can't go back." Zhao linger waved impatiently, with a trace of disgust in her eyes: "also, the person you just provoked is the overlord of our class. You should do it yourself. You'd better kill you son of a bitch."

With that, she walked towards the white crane senior without looking back. When she saw the white crane senior, her disgust and impatience turned into shyness and walked past with a little woman's breath.

"What a fucking double label."

Ye Fan could not help but whisper a sentence, but he didn't make complaints about it.

Wait a minute. It's a big deal. Call her father later. Doesn't she have to go home with herself?

Soon, the class bell rang. This time it was their head teacher's class, but ye fan didn't hear any nutrition from his class. He was almost talking about it.

At the bottom are students, even more arrogant. Those who play mobile phones play mobile phones and talk. What's more, they even put a laptop on the table to play online games directly.

At this scene, Ye Fan shook his head and felt sorry.

"Hey, your name is Ye Fan, right?"

Just then, a female voice suddenly sounded in his ear. He looked for prestige and found that it was her lesbian table, Lin Maomao, calling him.

There was a little doubt in her heart. Although he had only been in contact with two classes at the same table, she gave herself the feeling that she looked down on the countryman.

How can you suddenly talk to yourself?

"Hey, I'm talking to you. Can't you hear me?" Seeing ye fan's delay in answering, he frowned and said.

"Oh, what's up?"

Ye Fan returned to his senses and asked suspiciously.

"You know Zhao linger, don't you? Do us seven flowers a favor?" Lin Maomao thought for a moment and then said, "I saw it clearly before. Zhao linger seems very dissatisfied with you. In this way, as long as you join hands with our seven flowers and make a fool of her, we can protect you from the beating of Dongge."

"Seven flowers?" Ye Fan said with an ignorant face, "what the hell are the seven flowers? I thought the white gourd was enough nonsense. How did love suddenly come up with seven flowers?"

"Woodlouse." Who knows, Lin Maomao disdained Ye Fan, raised his chest proudly and said proudly: "we have seven flowers, but the overlord in the girls. The East brother you just saw is the overlord of the boys. We always have a good relationship. As long as we talk to the East brother, we can spare you from dying. How is it cost-effective?"

"Boring."

Ye Fan looked at Lin Maomao with disdain on his face and said faintly, "there's no time to spend on you little children. Also, don't think about making an idea on Zhao linger. You can't touch her with me."

With that, he lay on the table again with a silent face and fell asleep.

However, when Lin Maomao heard Ye Fan's words, he was very angry. There was an anger in his eyes. He pointed to Ye Fan and scolded, "I didn't expect you to be Zhao linger's licking dog, so I don't understand. What are the advantages of this woman that deserve your treatment?"

"In terms of beauty, she can't even compare with me. Doesn't she just have a little money?"

At the moment, Lin Maomao was extremely angry. This was the third time she heard someone praise Zhao linger, and her heart was instantly jealous.

Jealousy made her jealous, and her resentment against Zhao linger was engraved in her bones.

"As you said, do you need to find a reason why others are richer than you?"

Ye Fan heard Lin Maomao's voice and replied faintly.