Chapter 391: Warm treasure, I am hurting 41

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The first day of schooling is not too peaceful.
Sitting behind her, seemingly the son of a wealthy merchant in the city, Gu Lin, at the age of five or six, said that he was a big man in the class, and everyone in the primary school had to listen to him. He was still showing up all the time. I have a child raising a child, the child raising a screaming screaming, and the age of the child is quite the same, but speaking is not good, it is a small stunt, the first day of the school, I saw how Gu Lin, the little bully, bullied in the classroom. Forcing him to pour him tea, run out to buy things, etc...
Qing has never been in contact with outsiders. She only knows that others are good to themselves, and she has the courage to be good to others, but she has never seen others be bad for themselves, but she has to post it to others.
She does not understand such a mode of getting along.
The child is not willing to contact with others. When he is in class, he will bury his head and write, and no one cares, as if it automatically shields the entire noisy classroom.
But she was so indifferent as she was the first day. Gu Lin was the big man of this small class. Naturally, he did not rely on it. He called his little classmate to go to the book that the child was on the table and took it. Although the new classmate is very cute, but too cold, and sick, it is very good to bully, so he walked away without hesitation, obviously a childish face. However, the pretending fiercely slammed the childish table hard, and threw the book in the hands of the young child to Gu Lin, who was thrown at the back table. Gu Lin immediately turned over her book, but He didn't think that this book, which was as big as his own child-raising, was so deep, he couldn't understand a word!
The book she was holding in her hands was suddenly taken away. She stared at her empty hand for a while, stood up, turned and passed, staring at Gu Lin sitting against the wall, licking her mouth and saying nothing. .
"Oh, I almost forgot, the Master said that you can't talk, you are actually a little dumb! It is not reliable than my daughter-in-law!" Gu Lin laughed at the book while lazily flipping her book.
I looked at the childishly nervously, and looked at Gu Lin again. I pulled the corner of Gu Lin’s clothes and stuttered and said,
Gu, Gu Lin, don’t you, so... give back, still Give people."
"You don't talk, don't talk, hey, I just can't get used to this new one, don't put this big bang in my eyes!" Gu Lin said, and he did not understand the childish book. Throwing out the window, throwing it out, but also provocatively rushing to raise the eyebrows, a small child, but very open.
Qingxian hangs his head, Gu Lin thinks that this girl is convinced of himself, and is about to talk about something. Qing has come out from his desk seat and walks to his desk. Gu Linzheng leans on his body and leans on the wall. Qing Qing easily smashed out the book pocket on his desk and turned away with his bag turned away.
Gu Lin shouted and called his own A, B, B, Ding, and the small class to catch up.
But it was too late. It was a coincidence that there was a round, short, large water tank in the yard. I was seen by the child, and I threw the guy’s bag into the tank without hesitation. There was a splash of water, and her little face was splashed with water. She lifted her hand and wiped it back. She heard Gu Lin shouting: "You dare throw my bag into the water, you Dead! I! I will also throw your book in!"