Airborne Learning God

The next morning, Zheng Aiqing packed herself up early, got on the bus, and went to No. [-] Middle School to take the placement assessment.

The examination room was occupied by the senior high school graduate class, and the candidates were distributed randomly. The list was posted in the lobby on the first floor of the main teaching building. When Zheng Aiqing arrived, a large group of people had already surrounded it.

Relying on her height, Zheng Aiqing squeezed into the crowd and took a look:

Class [-], Senior Three: ..., Zheng Aiqing, ...

After getting her exam information, Zheng Aiqing squeezed against the crowd with her schoolbag in her hand. The crowd was turbulent, and it was inevitable that there would be squeezes and collisions between the body and the body, sticky sweat, you stick to me, I stick to you.

Zheng Aiqing hates having physical contact with others, but the situation forced him to endure the discomfort, holding his breath and squeezing with his head down.

"Trouble, let me go."

"Borrowed, thank you."

In this case, Zheng Aiqing squeezed and talked all the way.

The bustling crowd, with new people coming in and old people leaving, the scene was once chaotic.

Suddenly, a strong force hit Zheng Aiqing's shoulders.

"Let's borrow it."

He said he took it, but he really exerted a lot of strength, and even his voice was full of arrogance and domineering energy.

Zheng Aiqing didn't notice it for a while, and was pushed staggeringly. She turned her head and looked at the tall and strong boy who just squeezed past her. Zheng Aiqing frowned, but said nothing.

Then in the next second, Zheng Aiqing saw that the boy walking in front pushed away a thin girl with a ponytail with the back of his hand. lean over.

Some of the classmates around subconsciously hid back. Seeing this, Zheng Aiqing, who happened to be diagonally behind the girl, naturally stretched out her arms to help her up.

"Gao"

During the clamor of the crowd, no one heard the almost inaudible sound, even Zheng Aiqing himself didn't notice it. After two seconds, he felt a sore, woody pain in his wrist as if delayed.

The girl with the ponytail stood still and hurriedly turned sideways to thank her. After she saw the face of the classmate who helped her, her eyes lit up.

But Zheng Aiqing didn't pay attention to her anymore, she just stepped forward with her long legs, stretched her arms forward, and grabbed the boy in front of him by the collar of his back with her slender hands, "Brother, wait a minute."

That boy was about to squeeze out of the crowd, but in the end...he was dragged back by the collar of his back?!

The boy couldn't get over his anger, he turned his head cursing, "You're fucking crazy!" Then, the next second, he saw Zheng Aiqing's porcelain-white face.

No. [-] Middle School has central air-conditioning. Logically speaking, the temperature in the hall should be very cool and pleasant, but unfortunately, the seven or eight hundred people enrolled this year are gathered here, and they are at the age of fifteen or sixteen. , the indoor temperature is naturally rising.

At this moment, let’s not say that everyone is sweating profusely, but most of them have oily faces. During puberty, oil secretion is strong, and many people’s faces are still full of traces of "youth". Only Zheng Aiqing is a The exception is that he is afraid of heat and sweats easily, but even if he sweats, his body doesn't smell bad, and his face doesn't get oily, so it's very clean.

A light blue loose t-shirt, black sweatpants, a pair of white high-top canvas shoes, and a plain black schoolbag. The person in front of me is tall, long, straight, and has delicate and fair skin. He didn't even have any pores and acne on his face, and he looked so refreshed that he was the only one among hundreds of people who was colored, and the others were like gray background boards.

It's not unreasonable to feel dirty, but the boy just somehow felt that among all the people, the one who grabbed his collar and didn't let go of his life was different.

Collar?!

The boy came back to his senses, only then did he realize that that little boy was grabbing his collar right now?!

"You pull..." The boy paused, swallowed back the "Nima" that had rolled to the tip of his tongue, and said in a vicious voice, "Give me your hand, you boy!"

This movement naturally aroused the attention of others. Some students from No. [-] Middle School since junior high school recognized this boy, but they only dared to carefully tug on the sleeves of their companions, gasped subconsciously, and whispered to their ears. "Hiss! Isn't that Jiang Lu?"

"Woc, who messed with the little tyrannosaurus again?"

The volume of the discussion was not high, and Zheng Aiqing could hear it very vaguely. He could only vaguely hear someone asking in a low voice, "Who messed with the school bully?" or something.

Zheng Aiqing looked at the man opposite for a while, but suddenly smiled.

The school bully, he likes to teach the school bully the most.

Zheng Aiqing's specific psychological activities are naturally unknown to outsiders. In the eyes of a group of classmates, including Jiang Lu and the girl with a ponytail, this seemingly particularly good-looking boy is grabbing the collar of the little tyrannosaurus Jiang Lu Finally, he just smiled at Jiang Lu.

The smile is quite nice, but no matter how I look at it, I feel that my mind is not normal.

The first half of the sentence is the idea of ​​most of the students, and the second half of the sentence is Jiang Lu's own.

Getting used to being stared at doesn't mean you like to be watched like a panda. Zheng Aiqing, who realized the current situation, put away her smile. He pushed Jiang Lu out of the crowd with all his strength, followed by himself, and then he took Jiang Lu and walked a few steps further.

After all, it is the No. [-] Middle School, the best high school in T City. Although it is human nature to watch the excitement and not think that things are too big, the students of No. [-] Middle School still think that studying and taking the placement test are more important. Therefore, in No. [-] After the person left, everyone began to push and look at the list on the wall again.

On the other side, Zheng Aiqing, who had just turned into the unmanned classroom, finally let go of Jiang Lu's collar.

"Is the school bully amazing? Has no one taught you to be humble to girls? Do you have the guts to fight girls?"

Jiang Lu looked at Zheng Aiqing, who was beating her upside down, and was a little dazed. Where did he do anything to the girl?

"Don't you have shit in your head, right? Why are you spitting blood?" Jiang Lu's tone was full of anger at being wronged.

To this, Zheng Aiqing responded with "hehe", but in her heart she already believed that Jiang Lu was a bad school bully with bad behavior.

Tall and strong, he opens and shuts his mouth with swear words, dares to do what he doesn't dare to do, even lies Behavior.

Zheng Aiqing unconsciously uttered what was in her heart, her eyes swept to Jiang Lu's head several times.

"School bully, if you don't have the ability to take care of yourself, I don't mind helping you wash your mouth today." Zheng Aiqing slowly turned the other intact wrist, and the wrist bone made a crackling sound, "The last time I taught the school bully, It was when I was in the first and second grades of junior high school, and then that kid was admitted to the best high school in city b."

"Come here, school bully, let me help you improve your grades?"

Although Jiang Lu is a sand sculpture, he has a violent temper. The reason why he has the nickname "Little Tyrannosaurus" is because when he entered the seventh middle school in junior high school, a male classmate couldn't understand his hairstyle and ran to him. Provocative, he didn't talk nonsense, and punched the male classmate into the hospital with one punch. It is said that the bridge of the nose was smashed by Jiang Lu, which shows his strength.

In junior high school, it is the time for boys and girls to pay attention to their personal image, but the school rules are ruthless. Boys are all cut short. Even if they have short hair that is slightly longer, there should not be too many broken hairs on the front of the forehead! In this regard, my classmates They complained a lot, but they couldn't resist, so they could only silently acquiesce, but at this time, Jiang Lu, who kept the tin foil hot but was unruly, became the target of public criticism.

Scumbags with hot tinfoil, arrogant bad boys, etc. All of a sudden, such words became popular. Many boys felt unbalanced and came to provoke them. Jiang Lu taught them one by one how to control their mouths with his fists.

A person who leaves tin foil hot is not a good person? Is the judgment of good or bad so simple and sloppy?

Moreover, god damn it is ironed with tin foil, he is a self-made roll, thank you!

……

Seeing Zheng Aiqing like this, Jiang Lu clicked his tongue, "You, don't play with me here, like who can't." As he said, Jiang Lu also started to squeeze his hands, and the crisp bone sound was endless.

Zheng Aiqing looked at Jiang Lu who was still turning his neck after pinching his hands. He twitched the corners of his mouth and said "Silly 13" in a correct voice.

A word, uttered by Zheng Aiqing, was pronounced accurately and enunciated clearly.

Jiang Lu, who had been provoked many times, completely lost his temper. He lowered his face and sneered, "I think you probably haven't suffered violent beatings on campus."

"Your pretty face can make do with the little girl in the school who only looks at her face and has a soft heart. Unfortunately, I, Jiang Lu, am not a person who will be sympathetic." Jiang Lu shook his index finger twice, with regret in his voice , "Brother, when you go to school, be a man with your tail between your legs. If you are so arrogant, don't accidentally provoke someone you shouldn't. When the time comes, it will not end well."

Zheng Aiqing felt that the person opposite was really chattering endlessly, like a person, a certain idiot with whom she only had one side.

Swinging her arms, Zheng Aiqing waved her fist, and went towards Jiang Lu's open and closed mouth.

One punch hit.

Jiang Lu took a step back in pain. He covered his mouth and widened his eyes. It seemed that he was speechless due to shock, and it seemed that it was because of the pain. After a delay of three seconds, he spoke out of breath, and even his voice was muffled. He said in a nutshell, "You fucking don't abide by the morals of the world, you are despicable, shameless, shameless, and engage in sneak attacks!"

Zheng Aiqing disgustedly took out a tissue to wipe the drool on her hands, "Fucking morality."

"Hiss, damn it, you are so ruthless as his grandma! If I lose my teeth, I will kill you!" Jiang Lu licked his gums with his tongue, and a rusty taste exploded on his taste buds.

"Tsk." Zheng Aiqing snorted inexplicably after being greeted several times by his parents and relatives. With a cold face, he threw the black schoolbag on the ground, "Your mouth really stinks."

"Today I will teach you how to be a human being." After finishing speaking, Zheng Aiqing kicked over Jiang Lu, sweeping over an unspeakable position, and finally hit him in the lower abdomen, Zheng Aiqing said teasingly, "It's just a little bit. "

The little brother was threatened, and Jiang Lu felt that he had been greatly insulted and provoked, so he also started to fight back, "I think the person who should be taught is you!"

"Ha ha."

Zheng Aiqing tilted her head to avoid Jiang Lu's attacking fist, and at the same time rolled up her sleeves, pinched the back of Jiang Lu's neck fiercely with her thin white hands, and hit the person against the wall beside her with all her strength.

If he really hit his head, not to mention a bloody head, it would still be swollen, but fortunately Zheng Aiqing knew how to measure it, and at the last moment, he pulled the person back again with force.

This time, Jiang Lu couldn't even say "Damn it", he could even feel the tip of his nose start to sweat, just a second ago, just a second ago, if this man's hand was a second later, his face would be very flat !

……

"Jiang Lu!"

"Lu Zi, calm down, don't be impulsive!"

Anxious shouts came along with scattered and hurried footsteps, as if they were pushing open the doors one by one to find them.

Zheng Aiqing picked up the black schoolbag that had been swept to the corner of the wall, brushed the dust on it, and put down the sleeves, "Your friends are here to find you, so I'll go first." He patted Jiang Lu on one cheek. Although he didn't use much force, the gesture itself was somewhat insulting. "Remember, don't be so arrogant next time."

This word was paid back in full.

Jiang Lu: "..."

His eyes were straightened, as if he didn't understand why this skinny person who looked like a chicken was so unpopular.

"Hey, by the way, when you go back, remember to apply a hot towel to the place I hit, don't use ice cubes, that's not a problem." Zheng Aiqing added kindly at the end before going out, and then he threw his schoolbag on and went out, Turn the corner and go upstairs.

Zheng Aiqing remembers that Class Nine, Grade Three, was on the fourth floor.

Zheng Aiqing, who went out and turned right, didn't notice that the leader of the three students who came running from the next room next door suddenly stopped.

"Damn it, brother, why don't you squeak when you brake suddenly, I almost trampled you to death!"

She gradually recovered, and said to Jin Chuanpeng, "Speak Mandarin." After a pause, "Go to 108."

108 is Jiang Luzai's room number.

"Emma! Lu Zi, what's wrong with you?!" Jin Chuanpeng was the first to rush in, and rushed towards Jiang Lu who was leaning against the wall. He touched Jiang Lu's obviously swollen lips with trembling hands , asked in horror, "The mouth is swollen from being ravaged, are you raped?!"

Jiang Lu was blinded by Jin Chuanpeng's overwhelming pressure, he pulled the corner of his sore mouth and yelled, "Get the fuck out of me!"

Sun Yuchang pushed his glasses, squinted his eyes and said to Jin Chuanpeng, "It's not because I was kissed."

Jiang Lu now thinks of that demon when he sees a fair-looking boy, and his body shrinks subconsciously. He doesn't open his eyes and doesn't look at Sun Yuchang, who is like a gentle scum and a high-achieving student.

"In broad daylight, the world is bright, brother, you have to avenge Lu Zi!" As he said, Jin Chuanpeng reached out to lift Jiang Lu's white shirt, "Lu Zi, come and show Babai..."

Jiang Lu couldn't bear it anymore, and kicked over, "Jin Babai, you are crazy! Get up, don't you know how fat you are, and you don't know how fat you are, and you want to crush me to death?"

At this time, Sun Yuchang walked to the door of the classroom, looked to the left and right, and then, he turned his head and waved to the two people who were tearing apart in the room, "Stop flirting, where is She Jianren? Where did you go?" ?”

The second and third floors are at the rest platform of the stairs.

"Little friend, have you been admitted to this school?" She Jian rubbed Zheng Aiqing's head and said with a smile, "Come on, tell brother, have you behaved these two days?"

Zheng Aiqing, who was rubbed on the head, was taken aback for a moment, then raised her leg and kicked She Jian's knee, "I just washed my hair, who told you to touch it blindly!"

"Hey! Then... did that kid see the other person who was fighting just now?" She Jian stepped back, jumped to avoid it, and seemed to be afraid that Zheng Aiqing would run away, so she reached out and grabbed his wrist. "Little friend..." The next second, She Jian said in shock, "Oh my god, why is your wrist swollen, go, brother will take you to the infirmary!"

Zheng Aiqing: "?!"

[The author has something to say]: Zheng Aiqing: Speak as you speak, what do you do when you touch my hand!

She Jian (smiling like an idiot): Heh... heh heh...

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