Quick Wear: The Crazy Host is the Paranoid's Treasure

After the car stopped, the two got out together. Song Bojian followed Ji Bai not too far away. When people in the school saw it, the news of "Li An and Song Bojian quarreled" immediately became a sensation on campus.

Just as the two were about to enter the teaching building, a boy suddenly called Ji Bai.

"Lean!"

Ji Bai turned around and saw a man wearing large black-framed glasses with an unremarkable face.

He stood at the door for a while, but the person opposite him opened and closed his mouth for a long time without speaking. He withdrew his gaze and then walked into the classroom without any hesitation.

The boy who called Ji Bai panicked for a moment. Just as he was about to call out another word, he ran into a pair of gloomy and cold eyes.

He was stunned for a moment, then when he realized who was looking at him, he immediately turned around and tried to leave, but someone grabbed him by the back of the collar and dragged him away.

When the bell rang, Song Bojian walked into the classroom with a gloomy face, but when facing Ji Bai, the gloomy expression on his face disappeared and he looked at him gently.

Ji Bai glanced at him, then asked, "What are you doing?"

Song Bojian sat next to him, then took out the class books from his backpack and placed them on his desk before saying, "I went to the bathroom."

Ji Bai nodded without asking any more questions. Suddenly, he heard 818 reciting loudly: [abandon! Give up!]

He paused slightly, then flicked 818's butt with his index finger.

818's butt bounced back a few times before it stretched out its claws to cover it, and then glared at him like a good woman trying to protect her chastity, "Boss, you're going too far!"

Ji Bai: ......

818 hummed softly, then continued reading the words he had just said.

Ji Bai: [You have memorized this word for three years.]

818 said seriously: [I can memorize one word every three years. After three thousand years, I can memorize a thousand words. After ten thousand years, I will be able to master this language! ]

Ji Bai had a blank expression on his face: [818, how come you are so smart? ]

818 suddenly became excited, jumped a few times, and then hugged his wrist, looking at him excitedly: [Boss! The tone you used to praise me just now was very similar to that of the Lord God! ! Can you praise me a few more times! ? ]

Ji Bai:.........

Stupid thing.

818 kept nagging Ji Bai to praise it more. Ji Bai, who was having a headache, moved his index finger slightly, and was about to reward it with a few of its favorite pears, when suddenly a note appeared in front of him.

Both the person and the system stopped at the same time, and they tilted their heads slightly to look at the person who handed over the note.

Song Bojian looked at him with his dark eyes.

Ji Bai paused, then picked up the note and read it.

"Baby, do you know that person just now?"

He picked up the pen, wrote a few words, and threw it back.

"do not know."

The note was quickly passed back: "I just ran into him in the bathroom, and he said you once encouraged him and protected him."

818 also saw the note while lying on Ji Bai's shoulder. After reading the content, he subconsciously mentioned: [He definitely didn't meet that person by chance.]

Ji Bai also agreed with its words, but did not expose it. While writing, he said to 818: [Check that person.]

He had just finished writing the note in his hand and threw it to Song Bojian.

Song Bojian opened it and took a look: "It's fake."

He breathed a sigh of relief.

818 was very efficient and it immediately found out the cause and effect of the matter. It first took a quick glance, frowned unconsciously, and then passed the information it had found out to the boss's mind.

The boy with dark eye circles and no memorable features is called Zhang Jiawei. His mother died on the day he was born and there has been no news of his father. He grew up with his grandparents. He was the best student in the small town and has always been the pride of the village.

When he was admitted to the best middle school in the city, his family could not afford the tuition and he was ready to drop out of school. However, it was the people in the village who pooled money together to give him money so that he could continue his studies.

However, although he was the best student in the small town, he was assigned to the worst class after moving to the city. Despite this, he was still in the middle and lower reaches of the class.

The people in the class are either rich or noble. In the future, they are either planning to study abroad or their family assets are enough for them to squander for a lifetime.

When an ugly duckling appeared in their boring lives, the rich young men became interested in him and treated him like a servant in their home. They loved to see him make a fool of himself and then gave him a few dollars to get rid of him.

Zhang Jiawei was sensitive and inferior, so he didn't realize it. He thought everyone needed him, and even when he made a fool of himself, he felt that he didn't do well enough. So when those people gave him a few dollars, he would feel grateful.

Then I will try harder to please those people.

He spent his time like this from the first to the third year of junior high school, until recently, when a wealthy kid invited him to play football.

He went there, but he didn't know that this was a betting game for the young men to have fun after dinner.

They were competing to see who could be the last one to make Zhang Jiawei cry.

As soon as the game started, everyone kicked the ball towards his face.

Of the 22 people on the field, 21 are Zhang Jiawei's enemies.

After kicking for more than ten minutes, his face was already bruised and swollen, but he still smiled and tried to please the group of people. Until the strongest of the 21 people kicked the ball with all his strength at his body, and he fell to the ground unable to withstand the impact.

He wanted to get up, but deafening laughter rang out all around him.

After receiving the message, Ji Bai frowned unconsciously and remembered something.

That day, 818 suddenly felt like eating in the cafeteria.

When he was going to the cafeteria, he passed by the playground. After only a few steps, a football stopped at his feet. He subconsciously turned his head to look at the football field. However, before he could move, Song Bojian appeared from somewhere and asked him a lot of questions.

As he answered, he looked inside the football field, and his eyes finally fell on a person lying on the ground.

Because he had a bruised face, he couldn't help but take a second look at him, but the next second Song Bojian put his arm around his waist and walked back to the classroom, muttering, "The cafeteria is too crowded, and the food I cook isn't as good as it used to be."

Before leaving, Song Bojian kicked the ball at his feet further away.

That day, 818, who didn't get to eat in the cafeteria, rolled over on his desk several times. Only after he was rewarded with a few pears by himself did he squat in the corner and calm down.

The voice of 818 beside me was a little tearful, but still full of energy: [Zhang Jiawei wrote you a love letter yesterday, but it was torn up by Song Bojian. But it doesn’t matter, who am I!? I can handle restoration with just one claw! I...]

Ji Bai didn't have the patience to listen to it continue praising itself, so he sealed its mouth with a cold expression.

818 with red eyes:......

After the letter was pieced together by 818, Ji Bai, who saw the letter, finally understood why Song Bojian had been insisting on the matter of "encouragement" and "protection" today.

His slightly furrowed brows did not relax, and he was still a little confused.

Is there such a big difference in the perspectives of two people on the same thing?

After 818, who also experienced the incident that day, was unblocked, he sighed with red eyes: [White Moonlight is really a filter. ]

The boss was just looking elsewhere that day and answering Song Bojian's nonsense, but from Zhang Jiawei's perspective, it seemed that the boss was protecting him and warning those rich kids not to bully others.

And the football was kicked away by Song Bojian, but after being filtered repeatedly in Zhang Jiawei's mind, it became that it was kicked away by the boss.