Chapter 398
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Ten thousand critical hit!
The people next to Wang Dahu looked at the frozen Wang Dahu, and they didn't know what Fu Jiu said to him.
But seeing Wang Dahu being subdued by the young man, those who were prejudiced against Fu Jiu now became quiet.
After all, some people were like this, susceptible to the soft approach and afraid of the hard approach.
They were waiting to see Fu Jiu get beaten up.
But who would have thought … Wang Dahu seemed to have his claws removed in front of Fu Jiu.
Not only did he not fight, but he also seemed to respect Fu Jiu.
Compared to Fu Jiu, some boys were even more cowardly.
On the same day, someone posted Fu Jiu's picture on the school intranet.
The title was "One man against a thousand, our No.1 Middle School's most handsome school hunk!" “
There was a string of comments below. After all, from that angle, Fu Jiu did look very picturesque, and it even gave people the illusion of a scene that only appeared in comics.
Fu Jiu's actions of protecting the girls could only be understood by those who experienced it themselves.
Among them, the most obvious change was Han Susu.
She looked at the young man who was still talking to Wang Dahu. Her heart was beating fast, and even her breathing seemed to be slower than usual.
Her brother was right. She shouldn't just listen to Sister Liuli and think that the young man was bad.
Even if he looked like a tasteless nouveau riche in the past, it was different now.
Han Susu looked up, and her eyes were full of infatuation.
Liu Zongming was still hiding at the school gate. After hiding for a while, seeing that everyone was back to normal, he grabbed a classmate and asked, "Where are the No.2 Middle School students at the school gate?" “
"They all left."
"Left? Why?"
"Fu Jiu was there alone, so they didn't dare to move. I think it was because Fu Jiu helped them play a game or something, but I don't know the details."
Game? Liu Zongming instantly remembered the scene of their team being wiped out yesterday, and his eyes turned red. Fu Jiu, the traitor of No.1 Middle School!
He didn't say anything and immediately told Fu Ximing the news.
At the same time, Fu Ximing also received something from the Kali Team.
When he saw that "No.1 Middle School's Hunk" post on the school intranet, Fu Ximing felt a surge of resentment that couldn't be released no matter how hard he tried.
He didn't know when, but that good-for-nothing had suppressed him in every way.
Study, study, he did better than her.
Games, games, he played better than her.
Now, even the title of No.1 Middle School's Hunk was being applied to that person?
How could the spoiled Fu Ximing endure this?
Now, he had these things in his hands.
Fu Ximing glanced at the message on the screen and handed it to his mother without hesitation.
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