"Chen, do you know this kid? Who is he?"

Song Xirui asked nervously, looking like she looked so hard that she really looked like her boyfriend’s nervous girlfriend.

"He, Paul and Ronaldo can be said to be childhood sweethearts. They have known each other since childhood. He is a few months older than Paul. Has he come to our school as well?"

Ouyang Bochen was a little surprised. He knew about the "love past" between my uncle and Aunt Fang, after all, there are photos to prove it.

"Cold girl? He looks like a mixed-race."

Song Xirui was a little confused. Among the relatives of the Ouyang family, there were mixed-race children, but there were blond ones. Judging from his recent investigation, there was really no one.

"Yes, his father is an American, and he is blonde. Song Xirui, why are you so angry? You can't fall in love with Paul Fang, right?"

Ouyang Bochen deliberately joked.

"Ouyang Bochen, I don't have special hobbies." Song Xirui frowned. Even if he was angry, his emotional changes have been very big in the past two days. He could be as if nothing had happened if someone killed someone in front of him.

"Rui, sit down."

Ouyang Bochen held back his smile and looked at Song Xirui. He originally thought this guy was very cold and nothing could change his face. Unexpectedly, he got angry when he was a little bit of a little.

The other members of the student union shrugged, pretending to be nothing, bowing their heads as if they were doing things, but their ears were actually rising.

"Chen, I'm very angry. Do you think I'm joking with you when I say I like Xiao Rou'er?"

Song Xirui glared at Ouyang Bochen. After he went back, he thought seriously and even went to watch art films that he would never have watched in the past. He couldn't say that he just wanted to watch Xiao Rouer.

He even made a serious comparison. He did not go to the woods these days. He was observing other girls at noon. He found that no matter what type of girl it was, his emotions would not fluctuate when he saw it.

"Rui, you don't look like you are precocious. My Rouer is only twelve years old. Please don't think about her. Moreover, my Rouer doesn't like you..."

"Ouyang Bochen, if you do this again, I'm going to be angry, I'm really angry."

Song Xirui didn't like to hear such words very much. He just wanted to have a friend. In the past few years he returned to China, he felt very lonely. Until he saw Xiao Rouer, his heart seemed to be warm and there was fluctuation.

"I know you're angry, Rui, tell me, why do you think you like my Rouer?"

Ouyang Bochen asked curiously, the reason why he was not in a hurry was because he knew that Song Xirui was just shaving his head now - he was so hot.

"Then tell me first, what's going on with Fang Hao?"

Song Xirui immediately bargained.

"It's simple. Fang Hao's mother and my aunt are not only classmates, but also friends, but also neighbors. When they were young, Rou'er stayed at her aunt's house, and Fang Hao basically had food and accommodation at her aunt's house, so they have been very familiar with each other since they were young. There is no need to explain this. It's just that he went back to the United States a few days ago, and his father..."

Ouyang Bochen continued, the reason why he said it in such a detail was that he hoped that Song Xirui would retreat when he was in trouble and not disturb Rou'er.

Song Xirui listened very seriously. Ouyang Bochen was speechless, but when he saw his good friend had no expression at all, he was depressed. Could it be that he had said it for nothing for so long?

"Rui, do you understand what I said?"

‘Gudong, Gudong--’After drinking a glass of water, Ouyang Bochen tangled: “Rui, don’t you understand?”

"I understand, the yellow-haired boy has been pestering Xiao Rou'er."

Song Xirui said depressedly that he had a very strange idea in his mind at this time, whether he would turn around and go to the seventh grade again, so that he could not only be with Xiao Rouer, but also stop those bastards who snatch people, especially the yellow-haired boy.

"Did I say it? Rui, your thoughts are really..."

"Chen, your grandfather is the school manager, I want to be Xiao Rouer's classmate, from the seventh grade—"

"Puff—buff—"

"Bang bang bang--"

Ouyang Bochen, who drank the second cup of water, was not only scared to spray water, but the cup fell directly to the ground and broke into slag.

Not only Ouyang Bochen, but someone was shocked by Song Xirui's words and fell off the chair.

"It's too sleepy, dozing off-"

Someone calmly got up, sat down again, and had a thin-skinned face, and stood up to explain in awkward way.

Song Xirui stared at everyone fiercely and left the student union with a snorkeling.

After Song Xirui walked away, the others came to their senses and looked at Ouyang Bochen.

"President, won't Vice President Song really plan to transfer to the seventh grade, right?"

Ouyang Bochen gave the person who spoke blankly.

"Did you also get your brains along with Song Xirui? Even if Song Xirui thinks, do you think the school will agree? Will his family agree?"

"Yes, if it's almost the same as the first grade, it's too many separations."

"Okay, you guys do your own."

Ouyang Bochen was not calm at this time. He felt that Song Xirui would really go to Rouer's class, so he followed him and chased him.

Of course, Song Xirui would not be stupid enough to go to Class 7 (3) class, but was going to talk to the principal. Anyway, the reason why he went to school was because it was too boring. As for the content of the book, it was nothing at all.

What Song Xirui did not expect was that on the way, he actually saw two boys from the Long family and yellow-haired boys, and the three of them were talking and laughing.

"Long Qing'an, Long Qingfei, Ouyang Bochen is looking for you."

He stepped forward and calmly stopped the three of them, saying without changing his expression.

"Fourth cousin, senior, you are..."

An An and Feifei were a little dizzy. My fourth cousin looked for them? Why?

"I am Vice President Song Xirui. Chen is looking for you in the student union. You can go quickly. It seems that it is because of the previous incident of Zhao, a classmate of Class 7 (3).

After hearing Song Xirui talk about Zhao Wanrou, An An and Feifei believed it.

"Paul, then let's go to the student union first."

"Okay, I'll go back to the classroom first, and we'll talk after school."

Fang Hao waved his hand. Anyway, even if he couldn't see him at school, he could see him when he went home. It was nothing. He was talking to his brothers in his hometown. In recent years, he has been talking to the Long brothers on the phone every week, and all he asked about Xiaorou.

Watching An An and Feifei leave, Song Xirui steps to catch up with the departure Fang Hao.

"School Brother Fang——"

Fang Hao looked at the hand that was on his shoulder and looked at Song Xirui in confusion.

"Senior, is there anything wrong?"

"I want to ask my junior below for something, are we going to find a place to speak for? "

Song Xirui held Fang Hao's shoulder in his hand. He was going to teach the yellow-haired boy a lesson today. What are you doing when you are staying well in the United States?

"Now?" Fang Hao looked at the time, it was very close to class time.

"Yes, don't worry, it won't delay your class, let's go."

Song Xirui made up his mind that he would not let this kid enter the classroom in the afternoon.
Chapter completed!