The fake daughter is the white moonlight of the villain general

"Since they're all here, what are you doing hiding?"

Wei Rou looked at the swaying bushes coldly, with a distinct coldness in her eyes.

Not long after, a few students wearing school uniforms appeared in front of Wei Rou, and the leader among them was He Chucai who had gone and returned.

Wei Rou was not surprised to see them, but seeing how they couldn't lift their hands or shoulders, she was a little curious about what method they were going to use to take revenge.

He Chucai looked Wei Rou up and down, and said viciously: "You dare to let the young master not come down, the young master will ask you to pay a heavy price today!"

Wei Rou spread her hands: "Brother, why did you say that? Just now, I didn't do anything, and I even admitted in front of the dean that I beat you. What do you mean by biting back now?"

He Chucai choked for a moment.

"It's just nonsense!"

He was anxious and hurriedly looked at the person beside him.

"Didn't you say there is a way? Hurry up and use your way!"

The student immediately stepped forward and looked at Wei Rou proudly.

"I heard that you want to enter Hetang Academy? With you like this, I'm afraid you won't be able to pass even me!"

Wei Rou: "..."

Why can't she understand?

Wu Jiang, who was on the sidelines and ready to go one-on-five, was also stunned when he heard this.

What does it mean?

Are you going to fight by force, want to fight?

I saw that man took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the book bag on his back, and spread it on the ground. The scene was somewhat funny.

Wei Rou's temples throbbed.

"It's a man who wants to see the real chapter in the pen, why? Don't dare to compare?"

Seeing Wei Rou's silence, the others thought she was afraid, so they couldn't help but sneer.

The corner of Wei Rou's mouth twitched, and she also asked what kind of tricks this He Chu could come up with, but she didn't expect to compete with her in calligraphy.

She rolled her eyes in her heart, and said softly, "How do you compare?"

The person who spread the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the ground laughed.

"Write with your feet, let's see who can write better!"

As he spoke, he swiftly took off the shoe on his right foot, exposing five toes.

You must know that he usually relies on this unique secret technique to make money, and even the teacher couldn't recognize him.

Wei Rou, master and servant, fell silent.

She closed her eyes, feeling that this scene was really irritating.

There is also a strange smell in the nose, which makes the scalp numb.

Seeing that Wei Rou was silent, they taunted, "Could it be because you're afraid? If you're afraid, just say it, don't show up in Hetang Academy in the future!"

Wei Rou endured and endured, and then said: "I can agree to the competition, but if you write in such a different way, I can naturally do it."

Their eyes first fell on Wei Rou's feet, seeing that her shoe size was obviously smaller than that of ordinary men, and they would not use this method after thinking about it, so they said in unison: "Then what method do you want to use?"

Wei Rou whistled.

Not long after, a flock of birds hovered above her head, chirping non-stop.

These people were dumbfounded.

He Chucai's eyes widened. He already loved raising birds, and when he saw so many of them hovering above Wei Rou's head at once, countless lights burst out from his eyes.

But when he thought of Wei Ruan being at odds with himself, the joy on his face faded, and instead he puffed up his cheeks, making a vicious look.

"What's the matter? You called a group of birds to write you with bird droppings? Haha!"

"Yeah! I've never seen anyone write in bird droppings! Write it for us!"

"..."

Sneering sounds filled my ears, Wei Rou did not change her face, and gave Wu Jiang a wink.