He laughed. He was still young and could not learn how to disguise himself.
Yue tingfeng ignored them completely. He took out his mathematics textbook and prepared to sit for the exam in the next class. He had no time for them.
The boy in the back seat nudged Yue tingfeng's back with a ballpoint pen.""Yue tingfeng, don't be so petty. Tell us, you've suddenly become a good student. Aren't you very happy?"
His strength was not weak at all, and Yue tingfeng could feel the sharp pain from the impact.
The boy in the back seat had clearly used the end of the pen core that was sticking out, and it felt like a needle. Yue tingfeng did not believe that it was not on purpose.
Although Yue tingfeng had promised Xia Anlan to avoid trouble, this film meant that he had a better temper.
He suddenly turned around and snatched the ballpoint pen from the boy's hand. Then, he bent it with force and broke the ballpoint pen with a crack.
