"If Shen Ze is standing here now, will you push him away?" Ji Zhuo looked at Wen Xiao with a sarcastic face. "Even if he is your nominal brother, you won\'t push him away?"

Wen Xiao\'s face was full of anger, but he didn\'t answer Ji Zhuo\'s words.

"See, everyone likes him," Ji Zhuo\'s eyes darkened. "Doesn\'t he have a good family background? He\'s a fart without the identity of the young master of the Shen family!"

"Even if he is not the young master of the Shen family, he is a hundred times stronger than you," Wen Xiao said firmly. "If he was standing here now, he would never make such a disgusting move!"

"Disgusting?" Ji Zhuo snorted, "no matter how disgusting I am, it\'s also because I want to breathe for my mother, but what about you?"

He took a step forward and a shadow flashed in his eyes.

"The cause of your father\'s death is unknown, but you are still acting for the enemy\'s son?"

"Is it the wealth of the Shen family that makes you lose your eyes? Does it make you forget that your last name is Wen?"

Wen Xiao bit his lips and said nothing. A look of struggle flashed across his face.

Ji Zhuo looked at the complex expression on her face with satisfaction and whispered, "I want to make Shen Di unlucky. Don\'t you want to?"

"Shen Ze is Shen Di\'s son. Once he knows that you are dealing with his beloved father, do you think he will treat you like today?"

After Ji Zhuo said these words, he sneered and walked away.

Wen Xiao stood in place, his fist tightened slowly, loosened it suddenly, and tightened slowly for a long time.

The expression on her face was changing.

After a long time, she recovered her calm look and walked to the classroom.

Not far behind the building, Ji Zhuo provoked a satisfied smile.

"Ah Zhuo, is this really good?" ran looked at the camera in his hand and said with some trepidation, "are we going too far..."

"Don\'t worry," Ji Zhuo turned and patted Ann Ran\'s shoulder, with an unusually soft expression on his face, "it\'s just a few pictures, which is harmless."

"Will Shen Ze really take the initiative to find you because of these photos?" an ran said uncertainly, "he doesn\'t seem to be such an easy compromise."

"He will," Ji Zhuo\'s eyes flashed a light with unknown meaning. "Even if not, it doesn\'t matter. I\'ll always let him see this picture."

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The final exam is about to begin. Wen Xiao trains with cheerleaders in addition to class every day.

The cheerleader\'s teacher is a teacher for Dance Majors. She looks delicate and weak, but her requirements are very strict. The girls in the cheerleader are almost forced to quit the team by her several times.

"I study folk dance. I can\'t dance for those who require strength," Ann ran cried to the girls in the dressing room after being trained by her again. "She didn\'t consider my situation at all, and always asked me to compare with those who have studied modern dance for ten years..."

Wen Xiao was drinking water. After hearing this, he almost choked himself to death.

Can\'t jump? Don\'t jump if you can\'t jump!

What do you mean, regardless of your situation, the dance requirements are clearly placed there. Your movements are not standard. Of course, the teacher should train you.

The level of the team is uneven, and the training must be difficult. Everyone is trying to meet the requirements of the teacher. Why are you so glass hearted?

"It\'s not because people will please the teacher that they are regarded as an example. They take the trouble to compare them with us every day," said another girl in a strange way. "Not everyone is as honest as us!"