"Tell me honestly, how did you get such a high score?" After the evening self-study get out of class, Ning Meng hurried to Zeng Shuai's seat and asked with a fierce look.

Zeng Shuai smiled faintly when he heard this and said, "Mengmeng, I, like you and everyone, have written in a pen. Can I still use a printer to print?"

"Zeng Shuai, this joke is not funny at all!" Ning Meng frowned and said, "I'll ask you again, how did you get such a high score? If you want to say it, just say it honestly. If you don't say it, just... don't talk to me in the future."

Zeng Shuai couldn't help but shook his head and said, "Mengmeng, don't worry, you'll get it from about 500 points to 691 points. Can you make such a big improvement in grades clearly in one or two sentences? If you want to listen, I'll tell you slowly in the future. Anyway, we will spend a lot of time together in the future."

Ning Meng gave Zeng Shuai a blank look and said, "Who has spent a lot of time with you?"

"You, have you forgotten? There is a bet between us!" Zeng Shuai looked shocked: "Did you forget it? But it doesn't matter. Didn't I remind you? You should remember it, right?"

"Yes, I remember it." Ning Meng laughed and said, "But I was just having fun with you at that time, just to promote your studies. Do you really believe it?"

"What? Are you having fun?" Zeng Shuai's face suddenly became cold: "Are you saying true or false?"

"So what can you do?" Ning Meng said with a smile, and even stuck out her tongue at Zeng Shuai.

"If this is the case, then you go, I don't have time to play with you." Zeng Shuai said coldly, with a smile on his face just now, but when he said something change, Ning Meng was a little unable to resist and could not react.

"Zeng Shuai, what's wrong with you?" Ning Meng said timidly.

"I'm not that bad, just like before." Zeng Shuai said coldly: "But I always do things seriously, especially when betting, I never make fun of things. Since you're just having fun, then just play with it. I don't have time to accompany you."

"Zeng Shuai, you said this a bit too much. Isn't it just to get the first place in the school? What's so great!" It was the end of evening self-study get out of class. Although the class was a bit noisy, many people were listening to the conversation between Zeng Shuai and Ning Meng. One was an old-fashioned student, a school beauty, and the other was a popular star with a lot of topics recently. The conversation between the two was naturally eye-catching. Wang Jiawei was one of the audience.

Wang Jiawei stood up from his seat and looked at Zeng Shuai with an unhappy look. He studied well and had some money at home. He also had a covetous desire for Ning Meng, the school beauty. However, Ning Meng was the target of Lin Yifei, the super rich second-generation and senior leader, before, so Wang Jiawei did not dare to express his feelings. At this moment, he could not sit still when he saw that the goddess in his heart was scolded like this, so he stood up and shouted this to Zeng Shuai.

When Wang Jiawei shouted, the whole class focused on him. Some students had been listening to the conversation between Zeng Shuai and Ning Meng for a while. Seeing Wang Jiawei joining in, the onlookers' spirits were boosted, and the gossip fire was burning.

"Hehe, this scene is interesting." The onlookers quickly looked for a bench to sit down and prepared to watch the show.

Suddenly, the third party interrupted, Zeng Shuai couldn't help but feel depressed, and glared at Wang Jiawei directly, and said unhappily: "Which mother is your mother? I pretend to be big garlic in front of me. If you are cool, just stay wherever you want. Don't make noises here!"

"You..." Wang Jiawei suddenly became angry when he heard Zeng Shuai's words, but when Zeng Shuai's eyes glared, for some reason, he felt trembling all over, sweat suddenly appeared on his whole body, and he felt as if he had no strength on his body. He quickly sat back on his seat, and there was no thought of talking back?

In the eyes of the students, although Wang Jiawei is not as playful and rich as Lin Yifei, he is one of the top rich people in the class. In addition, this kid is fair and has a handsome hair, and looks a bit handsome. In addition, his academic performance is good, so he is also one of the best people in the class.

However, in the eyes of the classmates around Wang Jiawei's behavior, he pretended to be a shameless grandson. After being scolded by Zeng Shuai, the kid didn't even dare to put a fart, so he sat back in shame. How could he have a little bit of awesome demeanor?

Some students couldn't help laughing when they saw Wang Jiawei's seemingly funny appearance, pointing at Wang Jiawei's back and talking.

"This kid is too funny, right? I originally thought he was going to stand out for the class beauty, but I didn't expect this guy to be just an embroidered pillow, which is not useful!"

"That's right, I've put on a pose I think is the most comfortable, and I'm ready to watch a big show. Who knows this kid is so unsatisfactory? Alas, I'm wasting my expression. These two pusses..."

"Our Brother Zeng is still very good. Isn't it said online? Brother Zeng can stand on his arm, brother Zeng can run on his chest, and there are many legends about Brother Zeng. If you don't believe it, you can go online to read it."

"Damn, you're so stupid that you can say you're stupid. This is not the same as that. Zeng is not the same. However, Zeng has real skills. You can see the clues from the sports meet. Anyway, it's still the same. If you believe in Zeng, you will get eternal life."

Hearing the discussions of everyone, Wang Jiawei sweated even more. He really wanted to stand up and scold Zeng Shuai, and even fight when necessary. But at this moment, Zeng Shuai's eyes kept popping up in his mind. The eyes seemed like a sharp carving knife, deeply inserted into his brain and his soul, making him feel a sense of fear from the bottom of his heart.

Hearing the students' discussions, Ning Meng's beautiful pretty face turned red. She gritted her teeth and shouted to Zeng Shuai: "You actually swear in public? Also, why are you so fierce to your classmates?"

"Is it fierce? He asked everything for himself." Zeng Shuai sneered coldly. If that sentence is fierce, then wouldn't his eyes staring at the other party be a super killer weapon?

Maybe people in this world don’t know that although the difficulty of killing people with eyes is high, it is not impossible to do it. Although the "soul-eating eyes" released by Zeng Shuai’s current cultivation level does not have much effect on cultivators, it is effective for ordinary mortals like Wang Jiawei. If Wang Jiawei is not aware of his appearance, Zeng Shuai will at least make him crazy, and at worst it will cost him his life!

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Chapter completed!