The whole school is eating our CP

"Wait for Huzi and the others to run through this circle before we go out."

"Huzi and the others ran away, but Lao Gu didn't look for us, let's go over."

Yang Feiwen peeked at Lao Gu with his head, and looked for Yu Sui with the other hand, but he couldn't touch it.

"Sui'er?" Yang Feiwen turned around.

The person standing there had already disappeared, leaving only a cool breeze.

"???"

Yu Sui silently followed behind Yan Xiu. As the road became more and more sideways, he suspected that this classmate was trying to trick him into a place where no one was around and beat him up violently.

In fact, he wanted to sneak away as early as when he saw Yan Xiu approaching Lao Gu, who knew that before he could sneak away, Yan Xiu appeared next to him without anyone noticing and carried him away.

His wrist was held by Yan Xiu, who seemed to forget to let go after Yan Xiu brought him out.

Young Master Yu was half-delaying and half-walking in this position, and he had already quietly glanced at Yan Xiu's legs several times from the corner of his eye.

What are you doing walking so fast? That's not how long legs are used.

It feels strange to have your wrist shackled in someone else's hand, Yu Sui was thinking all the way how to pull it back without embarrassment.

Later, he finally tried to grab his hair and take his hand back naturally, but Yan Xiu stopped in front of a door and let go of Yu Sui's hand just in time.

Yu Sui put his hands in his pockets calmly, and glanced at the door number before entering.

[Office of the Disciplinary Inspection Department]

"..."

The young discipline-breaking expert was a little flustered at the moment.

"You just dragged me here, what about Lao Gu?" Yu Sui asked after him.

There was no one in the office, so Yan Xiu turned on the light and motioned him to sit on the sofa.

The office of the Disciplinary Inspection Department has a conference table that can accommodate [-] people. The conference table is surrounded by bookshelves built into the wall, and there is also a small living room, which is specifically manifested as a sofa, a coffee table, and a tea set.

This condition is better than Lao Gu's treatment in the office, so some people in the 26 middle school accused the Disciplinary Inspection Department of being corrupt.

After Yu Sui finished speaking, he could feel the subtle expression on Yan Xiu's sharp and handsome face, and the tip of his eyebrows was raised slightly, which was a slightly playful arc.

"He is so confident in you, there is a 90.00% chance that he will automatically find a reason for you not to go out of the way in his brain."

Yu Sui: "..."

The young master rubbed his nose embarrassingly, and flung himself onto the sofa.

Yan Xiu sat down opposite him, took out a square object from the bag he had been carrying, put it on the coffee table, and pushed it in front of Yu Sui.

This is a bento box. Judging by the steam on the surface of the lid, the food inside should still be hot.

Yu Sui was stunned: "Why?"

Yan Xiu said succinctly: "For you to eat. There is a cabinet under your right hand side, and there are disposable tableware in it."

Yu Sui: "..."

He didn't care about anything else, he glanced at Minister Yan's Fengshen and handsome face several times in a short time, and suddenly felt a sense of sadness and sadness.

Maybe Yan Xiu didn't feel it himself, but as an unpretentious, unremarkable, ordinary student who sometimes violated discipline, Yu Sui felt horrified at this moment.

Yan Xiu's flat tone was like sending a condemned prisoner the last supper, telling him in a dignified, cold and pitiful way, eat, you can go on your way when you are full.

The hairs on his neck stood on end, he pursed his lips, and said obediently: "We are so familiar, if you have anything to say, just say it."

This was not the first time Yan Xiu had heard the words "he and Yu Sui are very familiar" from others, but it was the first time he had heard "we" as the main subject from the mouth of the person concerned.

Yan Xiu looked down at him for a while, pulled the lunch box, tapped lightly on the table with his fingers, and spread his palms: "Chopsticks."

Yu Sui touched the cabinet where the disposable tableware was placed, and took a pair of chopsticks and handed them over in a daze.

Yu Sui recognized at a glance that the food was from the school cafeteria, or from the teacher's cafeteria. The teacher's cafeteria had more food options than the student cafeteria, and the taste was stronger.

When I first entered school, the boundaries between the canteens on both sides were unclear, and Yu Sui brushed his face and went in and rubbed with some teachers a few times.

He looked at Yan Xiu bibimbap in front of him with a blank face, as if he just now remembered that he didn't have dinner seriously, he looked away calmly.

After mixing, Yan Xiu put his chopsticks on the lunch box and pushed them to the opposite side: "Eat."

Although Yan Xiu didn't promise anything in front of Uncle Yu, just like Tang Ying said, it's fine if you don't meet him, but now that Yu Suiren has met him, he doesn't mind taking care of him, just like he used to take care of his cousins .

Yan Xiu didn't expect that Old Gu would carry someone out to punish him, and he delayed dinner time by running away.

"..." Yu Sui glanced at the lunch box and whispered, "But I've eaten it."

"..."

The two looked at each other silently, thinking of the bowl of takeaway at the same time.

It was originally only worth 20 yuan, but after the discipline inspection department fell from the sky, it was worth two class points.The weekly mobile red flag selects six classes. In the past year, these six classes are usually tied for first or second, and only two or three points are deducted in a month.Therefore, these two takeaway points are very expensive.

Yan Xiu opened and closed her thin lips, and said perfunctorily, "That's a snack, not a meal."

He paused for a while and then said, "You really don't want it?"

The minister's attitude was not good, but what he did was coax him to eat.Yu Sui looked at the bento box and thought for a second, then reached out and pulled it over.

During Yu Sui's meal time, Yan Xiu took a book and read it opposite.

The young master ate quite well and took his time. Finally, he wiped his mouth with a tissue and asked, "How much?"

Yan Xiu closed the book and glanced at the lunch box.

There is a part of it left, it seems that the takeaway has indeed taken up space in the young master's stomach.

"I'll transfer the meal money to you." Yu Sui took out his phone and murmured, "Wechat? Are you in the class? I'll add you..."

Yan Xiu didn't respond to the first half of the sentence, and seemed to be thinking about whether it was necessary for Yu Sui to pay back the money.Hearing the back, his fingers moved slightly.

"no need."

Yu Sui flicked his phone and stopped suddenly.

The shadow of the incandescent lamp divides the young man into two. He has long eyelashes, and when he is not looking at people, his emotions are hidden under the heavy shadows.

Yu Suiruo put down the phone nonchalantly, and smiled meaninglessly: "Oh, thank you."

"By the way, you haven't said what you want from me." Yu Suike asked politely, "Is it because of Mai Dayong?"

After all, Mai Dayong said at that time that Yu Sui was fighting with him.

Yan Xiu didn't remember Yu Sui fighting, this can be seen from Lao Gu's attitude.

Yu Sui has a good face, probably because he smiles all the year round. Boys are pretty, well-behaved and polite, and they are always likable.

But Yan Xiu's eyes twitched, and he was keenly aware that the young master was unhappy again.

He wiped his forehead, poured two glasses of water from the kettle with his thumb, and said back to Yu Sui, "Did you hit the wound on his face?"

"...Well." Yu Sui lowered his gaze, feeling like a suspect in the interrogation room.

His brain was full of affection, when a shadow suddenly fell in front of him, Yu Sui subconsciously backed away, the back of his head rested on the sofa, and someone flicked his forehead with his fingers.

"Mai Dayong has always formed cliques at school, why are you so bold to provoke such trouble?" Yan Xiu's probing eyes swept Yu Sui from top to bottom.

The corner of Yu Sui's mouth twitched, and he said brokenly, "Maybe it's because I'm a trouble too?"

Flicking the forehead is a weird and intimate gesture. After Yu Sui said a word, he quietly moved away from Yan Xiu's side with his neck stuck.

"Minister, do you know that there is a bully in our school?" Yu Sui said.

Each school has one or two frightening names, high school students are mixed in the advanced stage of thought in the second year, and every year there is such a two-something figure.The school bully of No. 26 Middle School was Wang Ze, a student a year above them.

Mai Dayong and Shen Jiyiliu followed Wang Zehu and pretended to be a tiger not long after they entered school, until Wang Ze met the current school bully Yu Kan, and they failed miserably. There was a lot of trouble that time, and Wang Ze dropped out of school directly.

The young master sat upright, and said in a helpless tone that before the class was divided, Yu Kan and him were in the same class, and it was fine for Mai Dayong to make a fuss in private.

"But that punch was made by me." Yu Sui rubbed his forehead unconsciously, "Do you want to write down my name too?"

Yan Xiu didn't answer the question: "It's wrong to hit someone."

"I know, I was wrong." Yu Sui said this sentence with a low eyebrow, and suddenly asked, "Ah Wen said that the school has recently cracked down on fights..."

In the middle of the conversation, the bell for evening class rang, and Yu Sui stopped.

The rest time at night made the penalty running and eating a delay, and it passed quickly.

Yan Xiu and Yu Sui left the office one after the other, speaking and answering each other, like ordinary tablemates, so as not to fall into an awkward situation.

It's hot, leaving the air-conditioned room and walking in the corridor feels quite a drop.

Yu Sui accidentally looked sideways while speaking, and from the corner of his vision, he caught sight of the side of Yan Xiu's face, and suddenly felt that there should be drips of sweat, but when he turned his head, he didn't see anything.

"It's not fighting." Yan Xiu noticed that he stopped, and also stopped to wait for him. "Fighting refers to a fight between the two sides in a balanced situation."

"..." Yu Sui blinked lightly, and suddenly realized something.

Yan Xiu: "The leader who came to patrol passed the English corner that day, and saw more than seven students gathering and tearing apart. Then someone noticed the leader appeared and ran away in two directions."

"One man ran alone."

"That's not a fight, it's a unilateral beating."

The nature of school bullying is much more serious.

Yu Sui listened to Yan Xiu's cold tone, while looking up at the lighted men's toilet downstairs.

When he met Yan Xiu for the first time, he felt that this person had a handsome face and was not easy to get along with. He was a troublesome person. Later, it turned out that Yan Xiu was indeed difficult to get along with. When communicating with people, you can't tell stories well, and you can't chat well.

Yan Xiu leaned on the railing and looked downstairs with him.

"Minister, there are people in there." Yu Sui said.

Yan Xiu glanced at him.

"It's class time now." Young Master Yu pointed down with his thin white fingers, and the longevity lock on the red string was pressed against his wrist, making his skin even paler.

"The switch of the toilet is inside, and everyone can touch it when they enter the door. The cleaning lady usually only turns on the two outside lights, and only turns on the inside light when get out of class is about to end."

"It's so bright there now...wait a minute." Yu Sui wanted to say that there might still be group truancy inside, but before he could tell, his excellent eyesight caught a glimpse of a schoolbag near the door of the men's toilet.

Yu Sui climbed on the railing and tried his best to look out, trying to see the shape of the schoolbag.The arm was grabbed suddenly, Yan Xiu pulled him off, this time his temper was confiscated: "If you want to die, don't die in front of me."

"Why am I looking for death!" Young Master Yu Sui also got angry, and slapped Yan Xiu's arm, "Get down, get down quickly!"

The style of that schoolbag was already a popular style two years ago, and the streets and alleys were full of imitations of that schoolbag, so it didn't take long for this schoolbag to be abandoned by everyone, and few people are using it anymore.

Yu Sui, who used this model in 26, can only think of one for the time being, and that person will occasionally be stopped outside the dormitory, holding his schoolbag and reading in silence, and when his roommate's bad interest passes, he will come and open the door for him.

Yu Sui was so anxious that he left Yan Xiu and ran wildly.

There was a lot of trouble that day. It is said that the head of the discipline inspection department took a walk with his new deskmate Yu Sui at night, passed by the men's toilet on the lower floor, and arrested a group of people inside.

"Wen Liu's entire class was called out, what's going on?"

"The whole class, just call out to those few, okay?"

"Which ones?"

"Shen Ji's parents are here. Did you see that the one who swings his waist the most is Shen Ji's mother. I heard that his mother is very powerful."

"But why are Yan Xiu and Yu Sui taking a walk? They take a walk during the evening repair? Why don't they go to the evening repair?"

"Fuck, Lao Gu was also called over!"

Yang Feiwen rushed out from the overwhelming gossip, and ran to the front line as hard as he could, but in the middle of the run, he was caught by the director of the Moral Education Department and the math teacher of Class [-], who came late at the same time, and threw him back.

"What's the fuss?" The math teacher of the third class of Wen said coldly, "Go back to your self-study! Don't spread rumors all day long! Learn from some good students in your class!"

Yang Feiwen raised his chin vigorously, and pointed into the office: "Brother Cheng, let me study in there! Isn't the good student in our class in there!"

"Go! What are you going to do!" said the math teacher, "I want you to learn now, I want you to learn every day!"

The representative of the third class of Wen came back dejectedly, and the class leader Yi Tian looked over nervously: "How is it?"

"I can't get in." Yang Feiwen sighed, "But I don't think the situation is very optimistic. There are too many parents coming on the opposite side, and they keep spitting, which is scarier than the aunt in the vegetable market."

Wen San and the others sighed sadly.

That day, Yan Xiu and Yu Sui blocked eight people in the men's toilet, seven boys from Mai Dayong and Shen Ji, and Fu Xiang who was squatting in the corner.

Fu Xiang sat on the floor of the cubicle. He usually studied hard and read a lot, so he put on his glasses early. At that time, the glasses broke into two pieces in the corridor outside the cubicle, and a boy picked them up and played with them.

Maybe it was because Yan Xiu didn't wear an armband at the time, and those people didn't react.

In the obvious campus bullying, Yu Sui rushed in to help Fu Xiang, but Fu Xiang avoided him.

Except for Fu Xiang, this group of people had only met Yan Xiu not long ago, but they did not expect to meet again in just a few hours. New and old hatred accumulated, and they vomited a mouthful of old blood, resentful.

"We just skipped class." Shen Ji scratched his head and said with a smile, "Minister, why are you so serious? Everyone is skipping class. It would be boring if you were so rigid."

Shen Ji pointed at Yu Sui alludingly: "Otherwise, how can you explain that Yu Sui is still wandering outside with you at this time?"

"Skipping class?" Yu Sui forcefully grabbed Fu Xiang, "You call this skipping class? Fu Xiang! Get up!"

Fu Xiang didn't answer, and dodged tremblingly.

"What's wrong with us fucking skipping class." Mai Dayong said viciously, "Fu Xiang skipped class with us and just came to play with us. If you don't believe me, ask him yourself!"

The dispute didn't last long, because the cleaning aunt ran over attracted by the movement here, and stabbed the teacher at once.

The impact of this matter was bad, and the school came forward to try it. Yu Sui and Yan Xiu were present as the discoverers, and Mai Dayong invited the parents.

Mai Dayong's parents seemed to be busy with work, and they were impatient when they came. On the contrary, Shen Ji's mother glanced at Shen Ji who was standing restrained by the desk after entering the door, and dragged him over: "Who said my son is bullying at school?" My son is bullying others? Look at him, if he doesn’t get bullied, I will burn my incense!”

"My son was lonely when he was a child. How much effort did I take to make him cheerful. How could he do things like bullying others!"

Some of the parents in this line know a little bit about their children's urination, but no matter what, once bullying classmates is confirmed, their children will be expelled from school in all likelihood.So he shouted at the top of his voice.

"Who has evidence? Why do you slander my son without evidence! My son is just being naughty and joking with his classmates!" Shen Ji's mother even walked up to Fu Xiang: "Little classmate, how is your relationship with our Shen Ji?" Ah? Tell the teacher the truth!"

"Don't touch him." Yu Sui gently pulled Fu Xiang over.

"It's you who misunderstood my son." Shen Ji's mother smiled at Yu Sui.

Old Gu stopped one, and waited for Fu Xiang's head teacher to go over and coax Fu Xiang.

"What's the situation, kid, tell us the truth, no one can do anything to you."

Fu Xiang didn't open his mouth the whole time, he grabbed his schoolbag and let others pull, and up to now, no one came to his house.

"Don't go there." Yan Xiu held Yu Sui, "He will talk if he wants to."

"What do you know?" Yu Sui withdrew his hand, he held his breath and said in a low voice, "I'm most annoyed by people like you who seem to be very rational but are self-righteous and always think that it's nothing to do with you, just point your fingers. "