Don't mess with me, I'm super fierce

No homework, no one knows whether the homework is done or not. Wei Borong, whose name was recorded, was taken to the office by the English teacher after class, and asked why he didn't bring the paper. Wei Borong said that he forgot to put it after he did it into the bag.

Not long after Wei Borong transferred to Nian, the English teacher let him go after a few words.

After only a few days, he entered the office twice, and the circle of honor on Wei Borong's head shone with dazzling golden light.

Back in the classroom, the girl at the front desk came over and asked the teacher if he was embarrassing him, Wei Borong shook his head and said no, the girl took this opportunity to chat with him enthusiastically.

It's always girls who ask a question and he answers a question, which is very boring.

After chatting for a few words, the girl realized that Wei Borong was not interested in chatting, so she shut her mouth tactfully and sat back to continue chatting with her classmates at the front desk.

The class atmosphere in the first year of senior high school was quite relaxed and interesting, but in the second and third year of senior high school, most of them read the books with their heads bored.

In school, Meng Yu didn't like to take the initiative to communicate with people. If it wasn't for his classmates to ask questions or say hello, he would just sit there and read a book to catch up on sleep or stare at the river outside the window to let himself go for a while.

But the arrival of Wei Borong broke his habit. The extroverted girls in the class always came to Wei Borong, either asking some messy things or chatting awkwardly. Some girls have retreated, but there is still no shortage of nail households.

Meng Yu added an item of "observing Wei Borong" to his habits. He didn't want to, but was disturbed by the chattering voices around Wei Borong, so he couldn't help but look away.

Wei Borong's attitude towards girls is extremely indifferent, completely different from the boys in the class who always want to attract girls' attention, he looks like a different kind.

Combined with the incident of being forced to kiss, Meng Yu made a bold guess——Wei Borong doesn't like girls!

Guess popped out of his brain, even Meng Yu was frightened by his own thoughts!

Impossible, if you don't like girls, is it possible that you like transvestites or boys?

After lunch, Meng Yu habitually went to the abandoned teaching building after eating, but forgot that he had no cigarettes on him, so he suddenly remembered when he walked downstairs.

Wei Borong stuck to his back like a piece of brown candy that he couldn't get rid of no matter what, which made Meng Yu extremely irritable, and he couldn't feel better no matter what.

No matter how I think about it, I feel that I am in a big trouble.

Standing by the side of the road, Meng Yu looked up at the cloudless blue sky and sighed softly.

Wei Borong followed him and glanced at the sky, but there was nothing, not knowing what he was melancholy about.

The students passing by held the ice cream and stared at the big sun with relish, Wei Borong was silent for a moment, told Meng Yu to wait a while, turned around and went to the canteen in the cafeteria, and came back with two more ice creams in green packaging.

Meng Yu got one, vanilla flavored.

He unceremoniously tore open and took a big bite, "What are you doing, apologizing?"

Wei Borong saw that he was eating gracefully, his fair cheeks were flushed by the sun, and fine beads of sweat appeared from the tip of his forehead and nose, and when he looked at the school uniform shirt, the back was almost wet.

Meng Yu is prone to sweating, especially in summer, even in an air-conditioned room. Because of this physique, he also developed the habit of taking a bath every day.

Wei Borong took out a pack of wet tissues from his school uniform trouser pocket and threw it to him, "To compensate for the ice cream I ate last night, a pack of paper is also included."

Meng Yu would not be polite to him, this man did not eat less from him, even though they were all small bits and pieces, he wiped the sweat off his face while biting the ice cream and catching the paper towel.

This year's weather is extremely hot and the temperature is higher than in previous years. I don't know why.

Meng Yu walked to the turning intersection while wiping his sweat. He didn't notice someone coming out. He was concentrating on frowning and wiping the back of his neck with his head down. Hit full.

Fortunately, Wei Borong reacted in time, and Meng Yu who was about to fall was caught by him, but the remaining bite of ice cream fell to the ground.

"Damn it! Who the hell doesn't have eyes when walking, blind, eyes are stuck on the crab legs, right? Can't see people!" Only after being rejected by the person he likes, the mood is at the lowest point, He was hit again and almost fell down. Wang Yang was in a bad mood, he opened his mouth and began to curse, which was regarded as a punching bag.

Meng Yu looked at the ice cream and then at Wang Yang, who was swearing and swearing endlessly, his face darkened immediately, and he endured it again and again before he broke out.

When Wang Yang looked over, he immediately apologized and admitted his mistake: "Sorry, I was careless, are you okay?"

Nothing happened, but the anger simmering in Wang Yang's heart finally found a point of eruption.

Wang Yang grabbed Meng Yu by the collar and said viciously, "I was almost knocked to the ground by you, do you think I look okay?"

But no, it didn't really fall.

Apart from Wei Borong, this boy who was half a head taller than him was the second one who dared to pull his collar.

"Let go." Meng Yu squeezed the hand that was pulling him tightly with a smile on his face, secretly exerting force with his fingers.

Wang Yang frowned, and then sneered: "What's wrong with me not letting go! Hurry up and tell me which grade and class you are in, and what your name is."

Meng Yu looked at him without showing any weakness, still maintaining a decent smile, "I've already apologized, and it's not all my fault, if you watch your way, we won't run into each other."

Who would be so stupid as to shake off his own information? Meng Yu is not that stupid. This person just wants to find fault.

"Then why are you just looking at the road? You want to see if we can collide? Stop nagging, I'm asking you something, don't play this game with me."

His voice rose sharply, and all the senior students passing by slowed down and looked over.

Meng Yu peeled off his claws and took a step back, "I'm sorry, I've already said that we are both responsible for this matter, I hope you can be reasonable and don't blame me."

Two girls recognized that one of the quarreling under the sun was Meng Yu, a freshman in high school, and hurried over to inquire about the situation. After Meng Yu explained concisely, he said nothing was wrong and told them to go back and not bask in the hot sun. , the two girls scanned Wang Yang several times worryingly, but they still ran and walked away.

Originally seeing someone approaching, Wang Yang was still relentless, and he hadn't finished venting his negative emotions. He wanted to intervene and saw Meng Yu and the girl chatting peacefully, so he had to hold back and wait uncomfortably. As the topic continued, he suddenly shivered in shock from the look in the eyes of the man behind Meng Yu, but a cold air seeped down his back in broad daylight.

The staring eyes, like staring at the prey, are indifferent and sharp, full of penetrating power, as if they want to stare him out of a hole.

Wang Yang felt uncomfortable being stared at by Wei Borong, pointing at him with a dark face and yelling: "What the hell are you staring at me all the time, is there gold or silver on my face!"

Wei Borong pushed Meng Yu behind him, and approached Wang Yang step by step. He was not as tall as him, but his momentum completely overwhelmed him.

Standing beside him, Wei Borong said in a low voice, "You have dick on your face."

"Meng Yu, let's go."

Meng Yu didn't hear what he said, but saw Wang Yang's face instantly aggrieved and ugly as if he had eaten Xiang, and vaguely guessed that it would not be a good word.

"coming."