Qin Xin slowly clicked on his phone.

A short video is played in front of everyone.

Some students recognized it immediately:

"Oh, these are the guys in Class 1 who are shameless and want to be internet celebrities, dancing clothes dance!"

"Tsk, it's so embarrassing. Good college students rely on this to attract attention!"

"It's disgusting to see them winking and their figure is so bad that they are not as good as the village flower brother on Douyin. Bad reviews!"

"Teacher Gou Dachun of Class 1 has been worried about this matter these days. He said that this video cannot be deleted cleanly, and it is everywhere..."

"Sister Xin, why are you showing us this?"

Everyone raised confusing questions.

Qin Xin said indifferently: "It's nothing. It's just that these people were a little disrespectful to my deskmate two days ago. So you saw their fate."

In a moment.

The class is extremely quiet.

All the students looked at Yao Dazhuang in unison.

Yao Dazhuang was a little suffocated.

What does the ugly monster mean?

It means that if Huo Zhen is provoked, his end will be to be put on Douyin to dance that kind of dance???

The short videos are circulated on the entire network, and they cannot be deleted even if they are deleted?!

What a terrible trick.

Yao Dazhuang, Yu Xiaochun and others turned around and left in shame, and never dared to stay in front of Huo Zhen for an extra second.

It's so scary. It's already hard to deal with ugly monsters. Now another ugly thing is still being covered by ugly monsters. What other good life can they have in Class 2 in the future?

If not, you have to find a backer...

After a few seconds of silence in the quiet classroom, a burst of warm noise broke out:

"Sister Xin, I want to be your deskmate too!"

"Sister Xin, can I bring the small stool to sit next to you? I will never disturb you!"

"Sister Xin, please give me a cover!"

Qin Xin waved his hand and drove away the shrimps.

Huo Zhen was still standing there blankly, with his long legs standing beside the desk, not knowing how to place it.

Qin Xin thought it was her slap the table, and scared him, and smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, I didn't control my good temper just now. That, I'll let someone clean up later..."

Not finished speaking yet.

I saw the boy suddenly blush, he bent down quickly, and put his long arms into the desk and took them out.

Then, when the arm is stretched out, the palm of the hand is filled with a handful of potion.

All of them are rare ce75 on the market, special medicines to relieve Tourette's disease!

Qin Xin: “…”

Huo Zhen moved his lips seriously and shyly: "I will give it to you..."

Qin Xin: “…”

Seeing that she didn't answer, Huo Zhen gradually felt a faint sense of loss and inferiority complex on her face: "Is it still too little..."

Qin Xin had no choice but to hold his forehead: "No, I already have it now. I don't need it for the time being."

The batch of medicines that Mr. Nalan sent to Qin Xiaoshuang can last for one month.

Why is she so embarrassed to take her deskmate's life-saving medicine?

Huo Zhen silently retracted his hand.

Although Qin Xin explained the reason why he didn't want it, he still felt useless, his eyelids were a little drooping and lost his luster.

Oh, has it hurt the self-esteem of the little friend?

Qin Xin realized this later and touched the flower ring on his finger with some regret.

She wanted to remedy: "What's your name?"

Huo Zhen: "..."

The light in his eyes seemed to be dimming even more.

She doesn't remember his name anymore.

Facing his taciturn and a little fragile deskmate, Qin Xin didn't know how to speak.
Chapter completed!