Yaya, Stop for Me

"Wu Moling! You're not scared anymore, are you?" Sima Yumeng said proudly when Wu Moling remained silent. "Afraid? Do I look like it? If you have the guts, tell me how to write fear?" Wu Moling's answer made the whole class happily stand behind Wu Moling and make contemptuous gestures to Sima Yumeng. "Okay! Enjoy! We will be in this school next month. The protagonists are you and me. I will give you the specific content of the competition. Goodbye! You rotten people." After saying that, Sima Yumeng turned around and wanted to leave, but he didn't know that I had just kicked him to the top of the stairs. As soon as he took off his foot, he rolled down directly, causing the whole class to burst into laughter. Wu Moling was speechless. After making a phone call to Sima's family, she called Li Mengxi to help Sima Yumeng to the school gate to wait for the bus.