MTL - Trapped in a Typical Idol Drama-Chapter 8 .regret

Ye Xi glanced at the crowd and found that the people in the back row could not be seen. The people in the back row could not see her. There was a chair next to it, although it was pushed down.

Ye Xi bent over and lifted the chair.

Everyone looked at her and lifted the chair up.

After Ye Xi helped the chair, he slowly stepped on it and finally saw everyone.

The person in the back row doesn't have to stretch his neck any more, just lift his head and see her face clearly.

Among the four princes, Weisheng didn’t know where he was going, only the other three princes sat in the position of the last side against the wall. They were in a vacuum within one meter. One meter was full of people watching the bustle. . Ye Xi's eyes are good, not too far away, she can clearly see the scene over there.

The three princes are all looking at the play, but they are more reserved than the people around them.

Ye Xi coughed, clearing the throat, said: "You are really boring, even if I am really close to the micro-sheng?"

When the girls heard it, the expression suddenly smashed.

Ye Xi looked at them faintly, and looked at the past one by one. The people she saw were feeling a kind of unspeakable pressure.

Ye Xi hooked his mouth, the voice improved a bit, trying to make everyone hear her voice: "Do you get him like you when you hit me? No, he will only stand in the high place and laugh at your stupidity. In terms of you, you are just a stupid, foolish, easy-to-manipulate fool."

I am sorry for the school grass classmates. Since you are overcast with me, then I will black you a wave, it is fair.

Ye Xi paused for a moment, and the girls in front of him looked ugly. The boys behind are a little more excited, and as for the three princes, they are more interested.

Ye Xi casually sorted out the hair and the clothes that were pulled to the shoulders, looked up at the crowd, and the corners of the mouth evoked a bit of ridiculous smile. The tone was still not so slow: "You love him very much, then again What? He doesn’t look at you at all. Your so-called love is just a pampering of his self-righteousness. Do you think that micro-life will see you? No, even the other three passers-by... Oh no, three The prince, the same is the same, look down on you, don’t even look down on it, and even look at it without seeing you."

I accidentally put the other three in a black wave...

Ye Xi silently glanced at the three princes. They were not angry when they were black, and they still looked very excited.

The listener’s eyes are totally resistant and unbelievable.

"You said it!"

"Nonsense!"

"You ugly girl!"

A group of bullying and bullying has become a scolding and personal insult.

Ye Xi’s eyes sank and his voice improved: “And what you call love, the so-called pursuit, is a more self-righteous product. Do you think that your love for him is great? No, not at all. On the contrary, This kind of love that is irrational, without any restraint and independent thinking, is the lowest level of love. You don't love him at all, you love his handsome appearance, the power of his family, the future of his infinite scenery, everything in him. The aura of innateness, but you don’t know it, but also apply a variety of auras to this hypocritical love, pretending to really love him. You are just in self, but in the crowd, but to satisfy yourself. That mean **."

The listener was shocked, but not because of the epiphany, but because he could not find an excuse for refutation. Their faces were green and blue, white and white, and they still couldn't find a basis for rebuttal. So they had to use angerful eyes to torture the girls standing on the chairs.

West leaves at the crowd, then she got me the mind and forget to beat her, intent on finding refute it, I think the time is almost up. She slowly walked down the chair and took Anmu Butterfly and strode out. The calm posture and leisurely steps were not like running away.

She wouldn't expect these people to be enlightened by their own words and understand how stupid this behavior is now. On the contrary, she thinks that when these people return to God, they will be even more angry.

However, anger is time-limited. Today, there is no venting, and tomorrow will become a group of self-doubt.

When no one takes the lead, no one will have the courage to come out and look for her troubles.

Anmu Butterfly went out with her, and was pulled back to the dormitory all the way back to God.

"Ye Xi! You said it well!" Anmu Butterfly's eyes are sparkling, and all of them are like a girl.

Ye Xi smiled slightly and said: "You don't go to work recently, I am afraid they will find you trouble."

Anmu Butterfly patted his chest and said, "Nothing, they can't beat me."

Ye Xi smiled at her childish movement and immediately said, "One punch is hard to beat four hands."

Anmu Butterfly thought about it carefully and agreed: "It is this."

Ye Xi said: "And your roommate, I am a rich second generation who has no money to spend. When you have no money, let me say, I will contract your daily expenses."

Anmu Butterfly immediately shook his head: "No, no!"

Ye Xi smiled and said nothing, and at that time, she can ask her to eat in a euphemistic way.

After the murder was done, he went back to the dormitory.

His dorm is located on the west side of the campus, in front of a small forest, a single-family villa, typical male owner.

There are only him and the other three in the villa.

Nangonghai went back from the library and was in a very good mood. Basically, he went back all the way.

In the past 18 years of his life, he has always been sought after, sought after, and sought after...

He, Weishengyu, Shangguanxi, and Oriental Rain are all the same.

Now suddenly there is such a person, she will be merciless to black them, she dares to stand on the heights, telling the truth coldly.

She is really funny.

Back in the dormitory, Nangonghai went straight to the tiny room.

The micro-life that is playing the computer raises his eyes, seeing him, his eyes are back on the computer.

Nangonghai walked to his side lightly and sat down beside him. His tone was a little excited: "This student Ye Xi is really interesting~"

Weisheng's fingertips trembled, and he resisted the urge to ask him how to play a fun method. According to his friendship experience with Nangonghai in the past ten years, since Nangonghai said the beginning, he would soon say the latter.

Nan Gonghai reached out to take his computer, closed the webpage he was watching, blackened the library's monitoring, and adjusted to the best perspective.

On the screen, a group of girls surrounded the two girls, the scene was extremely chaotic.

Weisheng picked up his eyebrows, and he did not expect that his own move would trigger this result.

Nangonghai took out his mobile phone and opened a recording. The sound was very noisy and his voice was loud. Immediately, he began to play the monitor screen.

The monitor screen and the recorder are perfect.

In the picture, the girl who takes the lead is extremely fierce. No matter how many people come, she can push it open. The girl she is pulling is pulled by others.

Seeing this, Weisheng suddenly felt that regret should not be so impulsive. The girl looks so fragile, so small, as if she is pulling a little, her limbs will be torn off.

The roar in the recorder is the footsteps of pushing and pushing, and his regrets reach a deeper level.

I am too impulsive, too underestimating the fanaticism of these fanatical girls.

Micro-born cockroaches are very rare to do self-review.

His eyes were fixed on the surveillance screen, and he felt a little bit of fear in his heart. He had a thought in his mind and Ye Xi would be beaten into the hospital. In this regard, he is afraid, this is not what he wants to see.

However, in the picture, the skinny girl stopped.

Her expression has changed, no longer stunned, innocent, but serious, serious. Her momentum has changed, as if she is tall and tall, she has grown a thorn, but she does not sting, but people dare not approach. In her gaze, there is a kind of light that she usually does not have.

The people who had been besieging her not only stopped, but also took a step back because of this sudden gas field.

Micro-small cockroaches did not consciously hold their breath.

"You are really boring, even if I am really close to the micro-soyers?" The girl paused and seemed to be observing how people would react to this.

Soon, the girl said, "Do you get what he likes when you hit me? No, he will only stand in the high place and laugh at your stupidity. For him, you are just stupid, nothing, easy to manipulate. It’s just a fool.” Ye Xi’s voice was faint, he couldn’t hear the anger, and there was no irony, but the words were sharp, like a knife.

The breathing of the micro-small sputum is smooth again.

Evened out. He thinks so.

Ye Xi bowed his head and put up his hair and clothes. After discovering that her skirt was pulled down, the underwear belts were exposed. If I went down a little, I might reveal the focus of the bra. He could not help but frown.

"You love him very much, what about it? He doesn't look at you at all. Your so-called love is just a self-righteousness." Do you think that micro-production will look at you? No, even other Three passers-by... Oh no, the three princes, the same look down on you, don’t even have to look down, they don’t even look at you.”

The crowd was angry. They scolded her and insulted her, but they didn't start again. I don't know if it was because the heart had a kind of words for her. Perhaps this is really a feeling, perhaps because she was scared by her momentum.

The slight brow's brows are loose.

You owe me once. He thought again.

Also offended the other three people. He thought again.

In the picture, Ye Xi stopped his words, and his face was ridiculed with ridicule. Her voice was powerful: "And your so-called love, the so-called pursuit, is a more self-righteous product. You think you Is his love great? No, not at all. On the contrary, this kind of love that loses reason, has no restraint and independent thinking, is the lowest level of love. You don’t love him at all, you love him handsome. Appearance, the power of his family, the future of his infinite scenery, the aura of all his innateness, and you don’t know it, but also apply a variety of auras to this hypocritical love, pretending to really love him. But it’s self-declaration, but it’s in the crowd, but it’s to satisfy your despicable **.”

The slightest involuntary lips opened slightly, and his eyes stared at her face, unable to move at a time.

The words of the girl flowed into his heart, and a crack was drawn, leaving a mark of indelible.

Her words and deeds suddenly became alive, looking so dazzling and so radiant.

She is not weak, although she is thin and weak, she is not weak.

There is no need to sympathize with her, which is not a good intention for her, but an insult.