Almighty heartthrob she's wild and sassy

I thought I would be able to talk to my brother, but it turned out that a certain letter had a sleepover meeting with me, and I yelled hard at the wall, making me a mentally ill.

In the early morning, the moonlit night was dark, and the bodyguards guarding the door were speechless.

Feng Shao, he... treats himself as an audience?

At this moment, inside the house.

"In the past few years, I have been muddled and confused, ups and downs, I feel like surfing..." Feng Yuting held the microphone in his hand, with his index finger slightly raised, the skin under the tip of his nose was slightly covered, and he simply put on a In the hoodie, the young master Yurong was completely buried in the darkness, with an astonishing aura.

As the man who won the freestyle crown of the imperial capital's underground for five consecutive years, Feng Yuting was regarded by countless hip-hop fans as the most powerful king of the federation.

Quick mouth, and god-like rhyme and rhythm are Feng Yuting's signature style of music.

The sound inside the house is not very loud, at least the people outside the door don't find it disturbing and harsh. Feng Yuting likes to play rock and roll, and I am a senior hip-hop singer, where is there not bursts of applause?

However, ever since becoming brothers with Bei Mingyu and the others, Feng Yuting's weak self-confidence was smashed to pieces.

Damn it, let's talk about it, Baili Zhao'an was a young speaker back then, in terms of force value, among them except Lu Tingchuan, which one of them can easily make him emo.

In terms of knowledge, hehe... Lu Tingchuan's brother is a perverted VIP!

In recent years, a certain comrade Feng has also been suppressed to the limit. Feng's father looks at everyone except Feng Yuting as if they are looking at other people's children.

He already hated iron, but when he found out that his son was going to become a rapper, he was even more furious, because at that time Feng Yuting was the bottom of the whole year.

Rewind the time to Feng Shao's second illness period.

At that time, he was in the second grade of the High School Attached to the Imperial City.

"Feng Yuting, your family is looking for you!" A teacher knocked on the door of the class, and Feng Yuting was sleeping soundly in the last row.

The class he is in is a monk class that is famous throughout the year, full of elders, but our young master Baili is the complete opposite.

In Xiao Feng Shao's words:

How can a man who is deeply involved in the girl class not be a favorite?

"Fuck, Brother Ting, wake up! Your father must have killed you!" The chubby boy at the front desk is a top student, who has been "coerced" by Feng Yuting for many years. Xueba borrowed his homework for him to copy.

Condition: Brother Ting covers you.

Even though Feng Yuting's skill could not stand out among the brothers, it was more than enough to deal with some self-righteous spirited boys.

Ever since, the chubby Xueba was successfully promoted to be Young Master Feng's younger brother.

As the younger brother, the eldest brother's position in the family is very clear to the chubby Xueba. Not only does he lack fatherly love, but he also lacks maternal love!The status is close to the bottom of the food chain.

"Huh? What are you doing?" Feng Yuting was soundly asleep, once woken up, it would be strange to be happy!

Seeing this, the chubby Xueba immediately went to Feng Yuting's ear to report the situation, and the next second, he saw Feng Yuting stuffing the lyrics book on the desk into his arms with flying speed.

"Hide it for me, you know?"

"Don't worry, Brother Ting." The chubby Xueba looked up to Feng Yuting's lead, so he was naturally obedient. After finishing speaking, Feng Yuting was going to find a rescuer in the girls' class.

At the same moment, the classroom corridor.

"Student Baili, today is Christmas Eve, and this is for you." The female student in front of her blushed slightly, obviously because she didn't want to drink.

"Sorry, I'm allergic to apples."

"It's the same for chocolates and biscuits." After speaking, the young man nodded slightly, his attitude was cold, and the melodious son's voice was also tinged with coldness.

The eyes are clear, but with endless indifference, the etiquette to the end is the upbringing engraved in the bone, but this upbringing can be directed at anyone.

The moment the words fell, the chocolates and biscuits that the female classmate hadn't delivered accidentally fell to the ground, but the boy didn't care about it.

"Excuse me."

Qing Yi Lang's back gradually became farther and farther away, and the female student with reddish eyes stood there awkwardly.

"Feng Yuting." Baili Zhao'an stood at the door, and the little chubby Xueba instantly saw hope. With Master Baili's mouth, he could definitely save Brother Ting from the fire!

"Zhao'an help! My father is here!" Feng Yuting looked around, like a spy so stupid that he would explode.

Feeling speechless, Baili Zhaoan grabbed a certain seal by the collar and dragged him away.

At this moment, the principal's office.

"Mr. Feng, don't suppress your children too much. This is the best age to cultivate hobbies, and it's rare for Feng Shao to be interested." The principal pursed his lips slightly. Their Imperial High School does not advocate that kind of step-by-step rigid education, and their grades are poor. But there are strengths that are worth cultivating.

Children's shining points should not be buried.

"I know, please worry about it, it's just this kid's personality that likes to go to Fang Jiewa. If I don't show off, I will be crazy!" The old father sighed.

It's not impossible to play, but it can't be the primary and secondary, obviously the grades are not so bad, can you stop studying because you pursue your dreams?

Doorway.

"Hey Principal!"

"Principal, Uncle Feng." Compared to Feng Yuting's excitement, Baili Zhao'an was much calmer.

"Give me a plausible reason, and let's forget about it." In fact, Feng's father wanted a step down. Hearing this, Baili Zhao'an was relieved, as long as he wasn't really angry.

Apology promise, this matter can be exposed.

However......

"I'm sorry father, I have no reason to pursue my dream, just because I like it, just because I'm a rapper!" Feng Yuting said so forcefully.

Principal, Father Feng and Master Baili: "..."

"What did you say?" Feng's father was furious, and Baili Zhao'an directly protected Feng Yuting behind him, trying to prevent the two from confronting each other head-on.

How do you know—

"Don't get angry at other people, I'm a rapper, I must maintain the spirit of hip-hop!" Feng Yuting retaliated very forcefully, his father could beat or scold him, but he had to make his attitude clear!

"Crack." Picking up the exercise book at hand, Feng's father slapped Feng Yuting's arm with real force, causing Feng Yuting to grin his teeth in pain.

"Even if you want to use force to solve the problem, as a rapper, I will never give in." The boy in the middle school period will never admit defeat. It is okay to be beaten to the knees, but absolutely not.

Baili Zhaoan: "...Why did he come?"

"Okay, I'd like to see how the identity of rapper attracts you!" Father Feng laughed back angrily, and Baili Zhao'an cried out inwardly.

"Uncle Feng, dreams are priceless, and father's love is even more so. Of course Ting knows your painstaking efforts, but don't you know his character?"

At this moment, Fengfu's inner anger value: -20.

"Zhao'an, get up! Dad, you can't use my excuses to admonish Zhao'an. Conflicts are just between you and me." It's a pity that Feng Yuting, the second guy, couldn't see the situation clearly, so he gave up edge up.

Young Master Baili, who had never tried swearing before, finally felt the feeling of wanting to swear at this moment.

In the next second, a certain letter who was about to fight to the death with his father found out...

His hoodie was ripped off? ?

As for Baili Zhao'an, when Feng's father made a move, he avoided it sideways perfectly, and at the same time stretched out his hand to signal Feng's father:

you please.

"I tell you, no matter how good your mouth is, you must abide by the rules at school and wear a school uniform for me!"

"I'm not convinced! I'm a rapper!"

Immediately afterwards, Feng's father took off a certain letter's hip-hop pants, and the scene was so embarrassing that three rooms and one living room could be seen, because...

Boxer pants with a Crayon Shin-chan pattern caught the eye.

Hmm... Looks like something dirty got in here.

"Father! You are perverted!" A certain Feng tried to put on his pants and yelled to defend his dignity as a rapper.

"Aren't you convinced?" Feng's father sneered, and threw the clothes in his hand into the trash can, his movements were neat.

The headmaster was on the sidelines.

"I'm not convinced! I'm Rua of the New Era...... Don't get excited if it's not you." Suddenly, Feng Yuting lowered his voice, and opposite, Feng's father was holding a golden medal. The badge obtained after winning the championship is extremely commemorative.

"Put me in a school uniform!" Father Feng scolded angrily.

In the next second, a certain letter quickly changed into the school uniform that his father had already prepared, cute and obedient.

a long time.

"I protest! Why doesn't he need to wear it?" Suddenly, a certain letter pointed at Baili Zhaoan beside him, his voice full of dissatisfaction.

Master Baili has never been willing to wear a school uniform. This is an unspoken rule recognized by the High School Attached to the Imperial Capital, and the student union has no guts to say anything about it. The key is that he has the best grades and is the favorite in the eyes of the teachers. Breaking the rules is considered a privilege.

"If you can enter the top 100 of the whole year in the next exam, the school will allow you not to wear it." Father Feng said with a smile, the Imperial Capital High School has no strict control over clothing, and whether to wear it or not depends on the situation.

There are no hard requirements.

After the words fell silent, Baili Zhaoan frowned, Feng Yuting hated people who threatened him with betting on his grades, even his own father.

Although Master Baili reluctantly referred to it as a self-protection system for scumbags, it still couldn't change the demeanor of a certain letter when the word "grade" was mentioned.

As for this point, Father Feng knew a little bit about it, so he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

But—

"Okay, whoever repents is not a leader!" Feng Yuting's eyes lit up, with Baili here, is it not a matter of minutes to improve his grades?

The most important thing is that his father will be able to let go if he enters the top 100 years!

Principal, Father Feng and Master Baili: "..."