MTL - Rebirth of the National Male God: Master Quan, Fancy Favorite-Chapter 4 If you want to learn how to call a duck, go find your kind!

  Chapter 4 If you want to learn how to call a duck, go find your kind!

   "Prince Qu, are you here? Why didn't you play at home for two more days?"

  A young man with a face as white as paper kicked open the classroom door. When he saw Qu Yizhao, he was obviously taken aback, and then laughed and mocked.

  The young man's hair is gray with a little bit of dark blue, and the school uniform is just casually draped over his shoulders, making him look chic and rebellious.

   It's just his voice that attracts the most attention. His voice is hoarse and slightly sharp, which makes one's scalp tingle.

  Qu Yizhao raised his head, looked at the boy, and said coldly: "If you want to learn how to call a duck, go find your kind by the pond. Don't disturb me."

  Glancing at the other party unhappily, Qu Yizhao continued to immerse himself in the ocean of joy of learning.

"you!"

   Qu Yizhao's indifferent words almost made Cheng Mu's nose crooked.

  Cheng Mu glanced at Qu Yizhao twice, then walked over in three steps at a time, aggressively.

   Wan Yuqu stared at Cheng Mu, if Cheng Mu dared to do anything to Qu Yizhao, he would strike first.

  Cheng Mu snatched Qu Yizhao's textbook, and said triumphantly, "I said, no matter how you look at a blank book, you won't be able to see the tricks."

  Just when Cheng Mu was about to continue mocking Qu Yizhao, Qu Yizhao stood up.

  Holding Cheng Mu's arm with his left hand, at the same time, his body quickly leaned forward to get close to the opponent's body, his legs slightly bent, his waist exerted force, and in an instant, he fell over his shoulder and threw the opponent to the ground.

  Cheng Mu was lying on the ground blankly, his legs were still hanging on a table on the ground.

  Qu Yizhao picked up the book on the floor, returned to his seat and continued to read the book quietly.

   "You... how dare you throw me? Well, Qu Yizhao, you look so good! Just wait for me!"

  Cheng Mu got up and growled at Qu Yizhao with a ferocious face.

   "One more word and I'll throw you out."

  Cheng Mu's roar and scream disturbed Qu Yizhao, she looked up at him coldly, and said with a cool face.

  Cheng Mu was frightened by Qu Yizhao's cold and bloodthirsty eyes. He felt the God of Death waving the death scythe above his head, and his heart contracted bit by bit.

  The cold suffocation gradually disappeared with Qu Yizhao's words.

  Cheng Mu stood blankly in front of Qu Yizhao, feeling that he could not see the rebellious young man in front of him clearly.

  The fear of death had just passed, and Cheng Mu naturally didn't want to experience it again. He stiffened his body and returned to his seat with hands and feet.

  Cheng Mu touched his soaked shirt, brushed his gray hair again, panting heavily.

  Damn it, Cheng Mu suspects that he is alive. How could he be Qu Yizhao?

  How could Qu Yizhao be so domineering, so calm and indifferent? Impossible, how is this possible? !

  Wan Yuqu, who was sitting on the side, was also slightly surprised. Is this still Qu Yizhao? It would not be an exaggeration to say that the difference between these is huge.

   Rubbing the center of his brows, Qu Yizhao put down the textbook in his hand and started to move his finger joints.

   In half an hour, I almost passed the Chinese and English. Although I didn't say that I was word for word, there was not much difference.

  While moving his wrist and fingers, Qu Yizhao began to relax his brain.

  First of all, he declared himself a boy. Secondly, the family he belongs to has a prominent family background, and moreover, someone wants to harm him.

   Exclude people from the generation of parents and grandparents, that is to say, the other party may be of the same generation, or may be of the generation of uncles and aunts.

  But the biggest possibility is the people who get along with me day and night, that is, classmates.

   It's interesting, Qu Yizhao nodded his lips, and he was full of evil spirits.

  (end of this chapter)