The class belle's eyes were red as she turned and walked towards a boy. As soon as she got close to him, she leaned on him. She looked very pitiful with her eyes brimming with tears. If it was an awards ceremony now, the Oscar would go to the class belle. Her acting was excellent. She said with a pitiful look on her face,
"Brother, look at Yu Haiyang. He's bullying me. He's really too much."
The boy's expression changed slightly. A look of embarrassment flashed across his eyes. But he knew that Yu Haiyang was not someone he could offend. It was not worth it, even for a woman. A trace of disgust appeared on his face. He dug his ears with his fingers, looked at the class belle, took a step back and said uncaringly,
"Mother f*cker, why are you leaning on me? It you want to talk, talk. Don't f*cking lean on me. Also, don't f*cking say something so disgusting."
