[What the hell, Mrs. President, hahahahahahahahaha. ]
When I was in school, I was always bullied. At that time, I thought, if I had the ability, I would definitely beat those bullies to a pulp. I felt so good just now.
[That's right, my little one is really brave enough to show off everything in front of the camera. I really like him more and more!]
[Who doesn’t like an idol who is talented and good-looking? ]
[I'm thinking about how skilled he is. I'm starting to wonder if my son was really a school bully when he was in school.]
[Those who usually fight don't seem to study well... I don't know why, but I'm starting to doubt the authenticity of that ranking again.]
Compared with the mutual help and love in other live broadcast rooms.
The number of views in this live broadcast room is more than four or five times that of other live broadcast rooms.
Unexpectedly, this kind of live broadcast has a better effect.
Several directors gradually increased the playback of clips about Duan Yuchen.
Duan Mutian was also observing the live broadcast.
Then he looked at the boy's undisguised actions and chuckled.
Let this kid just keep doing it. It seems like he doesn't need to do anything, he will destroy himself.
Duan Yuchen sat in his seat, looking down at the textbook in his hand.
It feels a little strange and a little familiar.
I feel like the only thing missing from school now is a teacher.
As a result, suddenly at this time.
Someone pushed the door open again.
A man with his hair hanging down in front, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a school uniform walked over.
The other person's aura was too cold and hard, lacking the youthful energy of a student.
He walked into the classroom, looked around, and then sat down next to the boy accurately.
Duan Yuchen tilted his head and looked at the man playing with his phone without any scruples.
Just like the students in this class.
Duan Yuchen smiled secretly, then reached out and quietly placed his hand on the other person's thigh, and then drew circles on it.
"Hello, are you my deskmate? Nice to meet you. My name is Duan Yuchen."
The boy's voice was clear and soft when he spoke, and when he smiled, there was no trace of the coldness he had when he was dealing with others just now.
The two shining fangs at the corners of his mouth look obedient and cute, and his amber eyes are as dazzling as gems.
"Yeah." Cang Chengye reached out and grabbed the child who was randomly touching his legs.
Because he was wearing gold-rimmed glasses and his hair was relatively long at the front, he looked extremely gloomy.
"You don't seem to like people calling you by your name. Since we are deskmates, I will call you deskmate from now on." Duan Yuchen said, then supported his cheeks with both hands and looked at Cang Chengye.
"Are you good at studying? I'm not very good at studying, so I'm afraid I need you to teach me."
Duan Yuchen said this and then moved closer, watching the other person holding his phone and working.
I just stood nearby and watched obediently.
Everyone in the class looked at the man who suddenly appeared in a strange way.
Isn't it said that there is only one recording of the show?
Where did this other person come from?
Cang Chengye's palms were sweaty. He seemed to have not sat in the classroom for many years.
This time, knowing that the child was here to experience life at school, he simply followed along.
Cang Chengye closed his eyes slightly. The reason he came here was to see if he could encounter any familiar scenes and help the child recover his memory.
Duan Yuchen curled his lips.
Then I looked at the man who was obviously unable to control himself, but he remained calm and looked down at his phone.
What a stuffy person.
I haven't gotten over the anger I was feeling a few days ago.
Duan Yuchen thought about cooperation again.
Feeling depressed, you slumped over the table and looked at the textbook in your hand.
Everyone in the live broadcast room was screaming.
[Help, help! The way this cub looked just now suddenly reminded me of my cat. It's so clingy, but I don't want to pay attention to it, so it just sits there and acts like a jerk.]
[This is so cute! I got the cold shoulder from my new deskmate.]
[It seems like it's hard to get along with my new deskmate.]
"Am I the only one who noticed that the boy said he wasn't doing well in school? Even he said he wasn't doing well in school, so what about the exam before..."
Duan Yuchen didn’t know what was said in the comment section.
He looked down at the textbook in his hand, and then at the red ink on his body.
He moved closer seriously again.
"You don't seem to like studying very much?"
Cang Chengye did not answer, but the group of people behind him laughed.
"You expect people in our class to like studying? You might as well hope that smoke will come out of your family's ancestral grave." It was the boy in the black short-sleeved shirt from before.
"Study hard." Duan Yuchen turned his head and smiled without changing his expression.
He glanced at the school bully again and said pointedly, "If you don't study well, you will suffer in many things in the future."
The school bully shuddered and felt his hand hurt even more.
Then just at this moment the class bell rang.
Because the program crew is coming to record a performance today.
The teacher wore formal clothes on purpose.
Then he looked at the group of students in the room and sighed, thinking that they were hopeless.
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