I became a good brother's aunt

After watching the surveillance, it proved that the person who provoked first was indeed not Zhou Nan, but Zhu Kai.

Zhu Kai first led other students to step on someone's table, then robbed someone's notebook, damaged the other party's property, and had an arrogant and bad attitude. "Zhou Nan" is indeed a passive resistance in the sense.

Coupled with Uncle Zhou Nan's kind attitude, he was in a hurry to compensate Zhu Kai for medical expenses. With such a cooperative attitude, even if the principal came, he did not think that "Zhou Nan" was the main party at fault.

It's just that Mr. Wen's attitude is so good, and he keeps asking the other party about the medical expenses. As a result, the faces of the other party's parents are so ugly that they look like they want to swallow Wen Moqi alive.

Even the headmaster couldn't stand it anymore.

As soon as the parents of Zhu Kai and others were sent away, the principal said indignantly: "Too uneducated, thinking that with a few filthy money, you can enter the upper class, and don't look at their virtues! Kindly compensate him for medical expenses, They still look like they are killing their father and enemy."

"..." Teacher Han Xuehe's eyes were complicated, he hesitated to speak.

Forget it, it's better if she doesn't remind the principal how much Uncle Zhou Nan will pay for the medical expenses...

Wen Moqi has a good temper: "It's okay, Principal Chen, there are everyone in this world, why bother to spoil my mood because of them."

The principal Chen, who was kept in the dark, smiled and said in a very apologetic tone: "Mr. Wen, you are laughing at me. If all the parents of students in the world are as transparent and self-cultivated as you, Mr. Wen, our school will not be so difficult. gone."

Wen Moqi smiled slightly: "It's hard work for Principal Chen, hard work for teacher."

Principal Chen waved his hands again and again: "Our school didn't discipline the students well, which surprised Zhou Nan."

After Wen Moqi was sent away, the principal was still sighing: "Mr. Han, look at this Zhou Nan's parent, he is really a reasonable person."

Teacher Han: "...you are right."

When Wen Moqi left, Zhuang Xingchen had already returned to the classroom for class.

Wen Moqi only sent him a message, asking him to attend class well, and nothing else.

Zhuang Xingchen felt that Zhou Nan should be told about this matter.

So, on WeChat, he sent Zhou Nan all the ins and outs and details of the incident.

After reading it, Zhou Nan was shocked: "I finally understand why there was such news before."

Zhuang Xingchen: "What news?"

Zhou Nan said: "A girl who studies medicine, even cuts the scumbags many times, but never hits the vitals. Is it the same for you?"

Forensic medicine should be similar to other doctors, right?

Do you think forensic medicine is more scary?

Zhuang Xingchen didn't deny it: "Yes."

Zhou Nan was very respectful: "I admire."

If one day he can fight like a star, not only can he teach the opponent a lesson, but also retreat with his whole body intact.

Zhuang Xingchen asked him, "How are you doing at school?"

Zhou Nan's voice choked up, and then his voice suddenly weakened: "I, if I collapse, will you scold me..."

The 'personal design' here refers to Zhuang Xingchen's personal design.

Because there were people around, Zhou Nan didn't dare to speak too clearly.

Zhuang Xingchen was silent for a while, and said, "Let's talk first."

This is to listen to the result first, see if it is serious, and then consider whether to scold him, right? !

Zhou Nan felt even more guilty, he found a corner where no one was around, and said in a low voice, "After I came to school, I just listened to what you said, except for your roommate, I didn't care about anyone, and I sat in the last row in class. "

Zhuang Xingchen's classmates also seemed to know that Zhuang Xingchen was 'cold', seeing that he didn't talk much, they wouldn't take the initiative to approach him too much.

Zhou Nan's tone was serious: "Everything was fine, but...you underestimated your position in your teacher's heart."

Zhuang Xingchen: "..."

Zhuang Xingchen immediately understood what was going on.

Zhou Nan's voice was weak: "One morning, I had three classes, and the teacher called me to answer questions in all three classes!"

As a top student, plus the previous incident in the coffee shop.

The news that Zhuang Xingchen was admitted to the judicial appraisal office has spread all over the school on the forum.

The students are so good, how can the teacher not like it?

Then in the first class, Zhou Nan was called up by the teacher to answer questions.

"I don't know what the teacher asked, I, I didn't even understand what the question was..."

Zhuang Xingchen was silent for a few seconds, and asked, "Then how do you answer?"

Zhou Nan became more and more guilty: "I thought there was some reason why I could not answer the question. When I was in the nick of time, I thought of an excuse, and I hurriedly told the teacher 'I have a cold and I can't speak'. I thought, this way I can Avoid answering questions."

Zhuang Xingchen: "The excuse is pretty good."

Zhou Nan choked with sobs: "But I said it myself, myself."

Zhuang Xingchen: "..."

Zhou Nan said: "That's right, it's exactly what you think. I was nervous, and when I was in a hurry, I told the teacher myself 'I can't make a sound'."

At that time, his voice was heard throughout the classroom.

Clear!Loud!Like thunder!

And he, with such a loud voice, said to the teacher - I'm sorry teacher, I can't make a sound.

Zhou Nan still remembers that the whole classroom was silent.

At that moment, he suddenly understood the lyrics——

I am most afraid of the sudden quietness of the air.

Then the whole class laughed.

Perhaps it was because Zhuang Xingchen was too strong a character, the teacher was stunned for a while, and then smiled and said, "Xingchen can actually make jokes" and then asked him to sit down.

But at that moment, Zhou Nan already wanted to drill a hole in the ground.

Zhuang Xingchen: "..."

Zhou Nan continued angrily, "Then..."

Zhuang Xingchen: "And then?"

Zhou Nan pretended to be strong: "This is the first class."

Zhuang Xingchen: "..."

Zhou Nan's voice became weaker: "The second class, the experimental class of bureau solution."

As soon as the title of the class was announced, Zhuang Xingchen immediately understood what was going to happen next.

In the experimental class of local solution, the students dissected the corpse by themselves.

Zhou Nan would be afraid to even read the anatomy diagram in his uncle's study, let alone the real corpse...

Zhou Nan really cried this time.

Wiping his tears, he said: "This, this is the first time I have seen that, that thing in my life. I am completely stupid, but it stinks. I almost vomited, and I don't know what it smells like." Son... my tears kept flowing."

Zhuang Xingchen: "It smells like formalin."

Zhou Nan cried and said: "The teacher is still saying that we are lucky. We are one of the best law schools in the country. In other schools that are not good enough, thirty or forty people share a general teacher, and each person solves half of it. ... We are a group of five people, I am the 'first knife' of this group, the teacher asked me to demonstrate and explain to other students, I..."

This time he really threw up.

And he vomited profusely.

Squatting by the trash can, vulnerable and helpless.

Fortunately, a classmate helped him out, saying that he had said during the last class that he had a cold.

It was the same sentence, the teacher liked Zhuang Xingchen very much, and when he heard other students say that he had a cold, he asked him to rest on the side.

After leaving that place, Zhou Nan held the trash can and vomited for a long time, tears streaming down his face.

For a moment, Zhuang Xingchen didn't know whether he should feel sorry for Zhou Nan or himself.

After a while, Zhuang Xingchen said: "I remember that there is no such class on Monday."

If so, he must have told Zhou Nan in advance.

Zhou Nan was weak: "The teacher said that the course has been changed temporarily, and he is not free on Wednesday, so he can only take it on Monday."

After a long break, Zhou Nan continued: "The third class..."

Zhuang Xingchen was also a little powerless: "Stop talking, I should be able to guess."

Zhou Nan: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to dismantle your design, it's just... just... it's really too difficult! I just saw your photo posted on your forum..."

Zhou Nan moved his fingers and sent the photo and the forum address to Zhuang Xingchen.

Zhuang Xingchen opened it and saw that he was as calm as him, but also a little dizzy.

I saw the town building map of the forum, which is "I" holding a trash can, squatting on the side of the road, tearful, and showing the breath of "weak and helpless, who will save me" all over his body.

Look at the forum post again - "On the true face of the high-cold academic bully!" 》'I rely on it, I rely on it, I can't believe it!That deer-like watery eyes will be Senior Zhuang! '

'Oh my god!How can you be so cute!This is not a high-cold student bully, but a sweet milk dog! '

'Sisters!It's real!I heard that Senior Zhuang is sick!That's why it's like this... emmm, shit, I really want to tease him! '

'Look hard...'

'Upstairs +1, the phantom limb has hardened! '

'Don't even talk about it, a man like me can't help but want to go up and protect him. '

'Upstairs seriously?I heard that Zhuang Xuechang won the National Youth Taekwondo Championship in middle school. '

……

Zhuang Xingchen silently closed the post, feeling a little headache for a while.

But now there is nothing he can do, he can only comfort the guilty Zhou Nan: "Since you've caught a cold, then go home and rest first."

"Yeah." Zhou Nan replied pitifully.

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Nan wanted to ask the teacher for leave, and by the way, contacted the driver at home and asked him to pick up her.

In the morning, after being so frightened by the corpse, he vomited in a daze.

His legs are weak now, and he might not be able to support himself to take a taxi.

He went to the counselor, and the counselor happened to be busy. Coincidentally, Professor Zhang happened to pass by. When he saw Zhuang Xingchen, he smiled and said, "Xingchen, you came just in time! Last time you sent my paper, there is a place that needs to be corrected." , you come with me!"

Before Zhou Nan refused, Coach Zhang dragged Zhou Nan into his exclusive office.

As soon as you enter the office, all you see are skeletons.

Zhou Nan: "...!!"

"Old, teacher..." Zhou Nan's whole body was spinning for a while, the spirit that was already trying to hold on, suddenly reached the limit, his body was shaky, and he fell down.

Professor Zhang was surprised: "Stars? Stars!!"

Wen's Group.

Just after the meeting, Wen Moqi fell back, exhaled, and relaxed.

Assistant: "Boss, your coffee."

Wen Moqi took it with an 'hmm', and asked while drinking: "Is there any meeting in the afternoon?"

Assistant: "No, you can take a good rest."

As soon as the words fell, Wen Moqi's cell phone rang.

Looking down, the caller ID is 'star'.

Wen Moqi picked it up suspiciously.

"Hi, may I ask, is this Zhuang Xingchen's uncle? Can you come to the school?"

Wen Moqi: "..."

Wen Moqi looked at the assistant.

The assistant silently covered his mouth.

Fortunately, the counselor gave an explanation: "I am his counselor. I remember that Xingchen is a local, but I called his mother's reserved phone number, but no one answered. I saw the note 'uncle' in his mobile phone, so I took the liberty of calling you."

"It's okay, what's the matter?"

"It's like this. Xing Chen fainted at school today, and he didn't wake up after lying in the school doctor's office for a long time, but don't worry, our school teachers have seen it and said it's all right. Considering that Xing Chen is a local, I suggest parents You can come and pick him up and rest for a few more days."

Wen Moqi: "... fainted? Did something happen?"

The counselor was visibly silent for a moment.

Some students said that Zhuang Xingchen had a cold.

But Z University's medical department is well-developed, and the teachers and students in the department are all medical majors. I was afraid that something might happen to Zhuang Xingchen, so several of them came to see him.

According to the teacher's authoritative inspection, it is said that there is no cold symptom at all, and he fainted from fright...

It's just that this test result was immediately rejected by Professor Zhang, threatening that his precious student would not be afraid to sleep with a corpse in his arms!

So, the counselor said in a very firm tone: "He has a cold."

Yes, it is a cold.

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The author has something to say:

Zhuang Xingchen who transferred overnight: Don't stop me, I want to transfer to space.