That student turned sex

In the back row of the classroom, three people, Wang Yue, Li Feng, Deng Jian, are sitting around a desk.

Everyone's hair is long, but they just don't cut it.

Not only did they not cut it, but they also modified it with pomade. Now they are head to head, like a few hedgehogs huddling together to keep warm.

They are holding mobile phones in their hands, and they are too excited to play the game, and they are dancing.

"Ahh! I'm going to die!! Old Deng, come and help me!!"

"I can't save you, I have someone here."

"Crazy, crazy! What about you!!"

"...You look up? My name is all grayed out."

"Hey! Don't play anymore! Three-person platooning is not fun! If the boss is away, you won't be able to eat chicken!"

When Ji Xiaohan came over, Deng Jian just looked up, saw Ji Xiaohan, and pushed the other two: "Ji Xiaohan is here."

When Li Feng heard this, he put down his cell phone and stood up in a hurry from the second-to-last row of seats. In a hurry, the chair bumped into the table behind, making a clanging sound.

He pinched his waist with both hands, and the white Mickey Mouse pattern on the T-shirt was openly exposed. His posture was funny, but his face looked fierce.

Wang Yue in the last row raised his head, grabbed the phone with one hand, and spun around on the chair.

After facing Ji Xiaohan, he raised his right leg and stepped on the wall.In the other hand, he held a key chain between his index fingers and twirled it like a prayer wheel.

He was dressed in black, and he would be more handsome if he had more scars on his face, he would look like a young and Dangerous boy.

The only remaining Deng Jian is the easiest, just raise Erlang's legs on the seat, but his legs are not long enough, so he has to support the table with his hands, sit on the chair with his butt forward, and look at Ji Xiaohan in a big man posture.

Ji Xiaohan frowned as he watched the three of them flamboyantly move.

It feels like watching a pirated Hong Kong movie, the kind of young and Dangerous in the 90s.

"Wow! The number one in the grade is coming?" Wang Yue raised his voice, widened his eyes, and wanted to put on some momentum, but the legs on the wall were shaking like chaff, and had no deterrent effect at all.

Ji Xiaohan stared at Wang Yue without blinking. He was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he stretched out his hand and said, "Give it back to me."

As soon as Ji Xiaohan's icy tone came out, Wang Yue's originally arrogant expression paused, his fingers stopped turning, and he flinched subconsciously.

He glanced at Deng Jian.

Deng Jian beside him gave him an encouraging look.

Wang Yue turned around, with another smile on his face: "It's okay to give it back to you...but I have conditions."

Before Ji Xiaohan could speak, Qi Ming stepped forward and said first: "There are still conditions, are you blackmailing? Can you show some face?"

After Qi Ming finished speaking, Wang Yue leaned back, leaned on the back of the chair, raised his chin and said to Qi Ming, "Little question mark, you have too many friends!...Ah! Bah! No! Why do you have so many questions? Did I talk to you? What are you talking about? Not big or small!"

Qi Ming rolled his eyes and said angrily: "It's amazing that you are one year older? It's amazing that you have retained a grade?"

"...Hi!" Wang Yue's complexion changed when he heard this, he stomped his feet against the wall a few times, pointed at Qi Ming, and choked out a sentence for a long time: "...Big, it's amazing to be one year older than you! Why, You, you, you can't surpass in this lifetime!"

Qi Ming looked at the idiot's eyes: "...hehe."

Ji Xiaohan stood aside and looked at them, his face was very cold, he was not so impatient, especially when it came to the missing painting.

After Qi Ming finished "hehe", he patted Qi Ming on the back.

"What's the condition?" Ji Xiaohan raised his eyelids slightly and asked.

Wang Yue immediately pulled his leg off the wall, glanced sideways at the other two, and said, "Just, as long as you can, call our boss Dad in front of everyone, and I'll give it back to you!"

After Wang Yue finished speaking, the remaining two of the four villains laughed and responded, "That's right, it's as simple as that."

This is the scene that the three of them have thought about for a long time. They thought that when they violated the school rules, they surrounded Ji Xiaohan and begged him not to remember his name. Even the word "father" was rotten, but Ji Xiaohan's heart was not softened.

Now they want to avenge their shame!

Ji Xiaohan looked at these three people, but didn't speak.

Since he ceased to be the squad leader, these people found fault more and more.

Doing this now, I don't know what the purpose is.

Zhao Mulan and Qi Ming on the side looked at Wang Yue with incredulous expressions.

My heart was shocked at the same time: Are you crazy?

Apart from these two, other students nearby also looked over in shock.

Everyone thought in disbelief: How did Wang Yue become so courageous?Did he drift away after following Yan Mo for a long time?Are you really not afraid of offending Ji Xiaohan?

……

Just when people's minds are different.

At this time, a deep magnetic voice broke in.

"I said, who wants to call me daddy?"

As soon as the voice came out, the students around turned their eyes to the door again.

Yan Mo, the school's well-known school bully, was standing there for an unknown amount of time, leaning against the door with folded arms, looking at them playfully.

He was wearing a gray trendy T-shirt, with slightly longer black hair, which was a little disheveled by the wind at the stairs.

The facial features are sharp, the bridge of the nose is straight, the phoenix eyes are slightly narrowed, the eyebrows are raised, and the whole body is full of wild and flamboyant aura.

The area around the back door of the class was suddenly extremely quiet.

No one replied to him, but everyone looked at him.

Only Ji Xiaohan was as quiet as before, motionless.

After Yan Mo finished speaking, he laughed jokingly again.

Turning to look at Ji Xiaohan, he suddenly said: "What? Could it be... the former squad leader, sir?"

Ji Xiaohan cast a silent glance at Yan Mo.

Yan Mo looked coldly at him and raised his eyebrows slightly.

In a blink of an eye, I didn't know what to think of, and suddenly changed my tone and said to Wang Yue: "Yue Zi, return the things to others."

Wang Yue was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect his boss to be so easy to talk this time: "...huh?"

The audience around were surprised, Yan Mo didn't find fault this time?

As a result, doubts arose in their hearts, and then they heard Yan Mo's next words, and everyone breathed out in unison.

Yan Mo smiled: "Ah what? Didn't look at the former monitor, are you about to cry?"

Everyone went to see Ji Xiaohan, indeed, there seemed to be a thin layer of water in Ji Xiaohan's eyes.

But these are definitely not tears - Ji Xiaohan's eyes are clear, and at a glance, the black pearls soaked in the water seem to be floating with water mist.

Everyone thought that Yan Mo was talking nonsense again.

But Yan Mo said that this sentence was not finished, turned his eyes, stared at Ji Xiaohan, raised the corner of his mouth, and added: "You are so beautiful, if you cry out of anger, it will make people feel distressed! Isn't it? "

hiss……

Everyone in the back row immediately took a step back, and some people bumped into the tables and chairs and made a loud bang.

Everyone covered their mouths at the same time, first Qiqi looked at Yan Mo, then Qiqi turned his gaze to Ji Xiaohan.

At this moment, the cinnabar mole between Ji Xiaohan's eyebrows seemed to be filled with a deep chill, as if the whitest point in the boundless snow had been dyed red, and the mist in his eyes was like frost.

He and Yan Mo's looks are completely two extremes.

Yan Mo looks rough and wild, full of masculinity.

Ji Xiaohan, on the other hand, looks gentle and delicate, quite elegant.

But this is a good way to say it, and the bad way is sissy.

Because Ji Xiaohan's facial features are very delicate, his face is also small, his skin is extremely fair, especially the cinnabar mole on the center of his eyebrows, which looks like a beautiful flower.

When he first entered high school, he was photographed and posted on the school post, saying that he was the school girl of this year, and praised him for being good-looking with short hair.

It was later clarified that it was a man, so it was changed to a school grass.

……

Generally, boys don't like others to use the word "beauty" to evaluate themselves, and Ji Xiaohan certainly doesn't like it either.

It's fine if someone you don't know usually says something casually, but they have been in the same class for at least a year, so Yan Mo's words are not deliberately provoking him.

Zhao Mulan and Qi Ming who were on the side turned around a long time ago, and now they will look at Yan Mo, their small eyes staring almost out of frame.

Especially Qi Ming, after he stared at Ji Xiaohan cautiously.

Although Ji Xiaohan's face has been cold and unwavering all year round, and he has no temper when getting along with him, it doesn't mean that he is easy to provoke.

When Qi Ming was in junior high school, he had heard of Ji Xiaohan from the same school. At that time, he was also very famous, not only because of his looks, but also because he often fought, but then he suddenly calmed down and stopped causing trouble.

After entering high school, his grades were good, coupled with his gentleness, he always gave people the illusion of being weak.

But he is by no means really weak!

Qi Ming is worried, will there be a real fight later?

Yan Mo is used to being punished anyway, a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, but Ji Xiaohan is different!If there is a fight, Ji Xiaohan will still be punished when the time comes!

Apart from these two, the other students nearby also looked at Yan Mo with shock, and then looked at Ji Xiaohan with trepidation, thinking: Yan Mo speaks like this, are they really going to fight?Then wait a minute or not?How?

Everyone was waiting for Ji Xiaohan's reaction.

Ji Xiaohan was expressionless, and his expression was as cold as usual, as if Yan Mo was not talking about him, only his clenched hands showed a little thought, he was controlling himself.

Since he was in the same class in the second year of high school, Yan Mo did not know how many times he had verbally provoked him.

He was in the toilet just now, although he thought that Yan Mo must be playing some new trick, but he didn't expect to come so soon, so he was waiting here.

If it wasn't for painting, Ji Xiaohan would have left long ago.

But this time, he stood still, looking at Wang Yue.

After listening to Yan Mo's words, Wang Yue took out a piece of paper from the desk, and was about to hand it over reluctantly.

The opportunity that was finally seized... was ruined by a tease from the boss.

Looking at the piece of paper in Wang Yue's hand, Ji Xiaohan panicked.

——That was a test paper, not his drawing!

The next second, Ji Xiaohan left, he didn't take the test paper, and he didn't look back at Yan Mo.

Since Yan Mo opened his mouth, it is impossible for Wang Yue to hide the picture and give himself the test paper.

But what Wang Yue and the others took away were test papers.

Where did the painting go?

Qi Ming watched him go, and hurriedly followed, while Zhao Mulan looked at his back worriedly.

The people around originally thought that Ji Xiaohan would not be able to resist this time, and they were thinking about who would pull someone and who would call the teacher if there was a fight.

As a result, Ji Xiaohan left suddenly, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

They looked at Ji Xiaohan's back, then at Yan Mo, then made eye contact with each other, and each went back to their seats and sat down.

Yan Mo was still leaning against the door, looking at Ji Xiaohan's stern figure, his eyes slightly lowered, his eyelids slightly closed.

After a while, he walked to his seat and sat down, reaching out to Wang Yue: "Bring it."

Wang Yue clutched the test paper in a daze, and didn't realize what Yan Mo asked for a moment: "Ah? What?"

Yan Mo picked up the book on his desk and clapped his hands: "Examination paper!"

"Oh." Wang Yue handed over the test paper.

Yan Mo took the test paper and glanced at it.

The three block letters "Ji Xiaohan" are clearly written on the name column. The brush strokes are delicate and sharp, which is very beautiful. The answer area below is more like a calligraphy copybook display with beautiful handwriting.

The entire roll surface is clean and tidy, without any deductions.This is a full-score answer sheet.

"Tsk..." Yan Mo smacked his lips lightly. After reading it, he folded the test paper and looked up at the second row of the fourth group.

Yan Mo withdrew his gaze and patted the students in the fourth group next door, handed over the test paper, raised his chin, motioned to pass it to others, thanked him when he was done, and lay back on the other side's frightened eyes on their own table.

When Ji Xiaohan returned to his seat, he found that the album had been put back on his desk.

The student in the back row said: "A classmate in the back took it and looked it up, and just asked me to put it back."

Ji Xiaohan opened the album, and he was relieved that the painting was still intact.

The back row said again: "Han Da, he asked me to say sorry to you. He didn't turn it over on purpose, but he saw it was too good-looking."

Ji Xiaohan nodded, but said: "Tell him, there will be no next time."

The back row nodded and passed on.

Ji Xiaohan casually opened the window beside him.

Originally, the sun was scorching outside in the afternoon, and the wind was blowing through the windows, but this would be fine, the sun went west, the temperature was a little cooler, and the wind also carried a hint of coolness.

He rested his chin in his hand, looked out the window, and blew the wind for a while.

"Han Da, a scum like Yan Mo doesn't know how to use words at all, don't take his words to heart, ah." Qi Ming sat next to him, seeing him so quiet, thought he was still angry with Yan Mo , boldly comforted.

Ji Xiaohan returned to his senses, shook his head, opened the album, and said, "I'm fine, don't worry."

After finishing speaking, Ji Xiaohan picked up the pen and continued to draw sketches.

After a while, the back table suddenly lightly touched Ji Xiaohan's back.

Ji Xiaohan paused, looked sideways at the window, and waited for the people behind to speak.

"Han Da, your test paper." The back desk handed him the test paper from the window.

Ji Xiaohan's eyes froze slightly, and he took a look at it. It was a physics test paper, which had been folded several times.

Ji Xiaohan casually folded it in half a few more times, folded it into small pieces, and threw it directly into the table bucket.

He didn't look back at Yan Mo and the others.

Today is the last day of make-up classes during the summer vacation. After class, there will be a five-day short vacation, and then the school will officially start.