He was driving a plane frying fritters

Fang Lixing is really oily.

But the character of the game is not bad, the benefactor is very qualified, not only throwing a gold card to him, but also assigning Chen Jue as his bodyguard.

The resumption of school went smoothly, but the head teacher of the sprint class was not very willing. Zhu Gaoxin had been in his class for two years before, and he was the one who instigated the expulsion.

There are two reasons.

One is that the grades are too bad, and they are ranked last every time, and there is a fault gap with the penultimate.The second is the tense relationship with classmates, and the withdrawn personality leads to a low class atmosphere.

He was too lazy to care about this kind of influence on the rate of admission and was bullied by everyone, so he also despised it.It never occurred to him that such an unpopular student would have the Fang family as his backer, so he gritted his teeth and agreed.

"You are, I wish you happy?" Guo An looked at the student in front of him who seemed to have changed, hesitating and not sure.

Zhu Xing nodded, "Mr. Guo, hello." He paused, "I haven't seen you for a few days, and the rut on your face has gotten deeper."

If you want to say that he is old, just say it!What a fucking turn!Guo An dared not speak out, "... let's go, the first period happens to be my class."

He knew that he had a bad attitude towards Zhu Gaoxin before, and he never helped anything, and he was a little worried about being hated.But the principal said that if his grades were still as bad as before and he dropped out of school, Young Master Fang would have no objections at all.After thinking about it, Guo An felt a lot better, and wished he could have a surprise test right away.

The teaching building is very dilapidated, there are still several holes in the wall, and they are not repaired, they are covered with rags. The corridors are not clean, and there are garbage everywhere. Several classes can still attend classes normally through these holes. Inspirational and shabby.

Zhu Xingxing followed Guo An, passing classrooms one by one, and received the attention of the whole process.No one was attending the class, they were all watching him through the glass window, and the discussion became louder and louder.

"Who is this? A freshman? Will he come to No. [-] Middle School?"

"Damn, this is Zhu Xing! It's the one who was expelled before!"

"Impossible, Zhu Gaoxin is always gloomy, walking with his head down..."

It wasn't until he entered Class 1, Senior Three, that his ears became clearer, but not for long.

Seeing him, the classmates almost didn't react, and it took a long time for someone to say at the top of their voice, "Congratulations... Congratulations? Is it the one I thought? The one sitting next to the trash can??"

Some looked surprised, "Not to mention, this outfit doesn't look like him anymore, I didn't recognize him at all."

Some sneered, "Is he coming back to take back the bottom one?"

The sitting posture of this male duck voice is very eye-catching, and the boys next to him are also staggering, and some of them sit directly on the table.Although they are all wearing school uniforms honestly, they wear them in different ways, and their hairstyles are pretentiously combed into the backs of young and Dangerous boys, so they almost need a stick.

Only one of them didn't move, sleeping on the table in the dark.

Compared with them, Zhu Happy cares more about her learning environment.The corners of the last row are like exiled frontiers, and the conditions are quite harsh.

Not only is there a trash can with a hole in it, but there are also dirty books, books, broken tables and chairs and other messy things, and the flies flying in mid-air can be seen from a distance.

He turned his head and asked Guo An, "Mr. Guo, is that my seat?"

Guo An hypocritically said, "There are no other vacancies to sit in, why don't you wish your classmates to be wronged again? As long as you study hard, it doesn't matter where you sit..."

Zhu Gaoxin nodded, "You're right." Then he took out a walkie-talkie, completely destroyed the person, and said with a pretense and madness, "You can come in."

As soon as the words were finished, Chen Jue, who had been following behind, entered the classroom door. A group of black suits and black sunglasses, tall and powerful, full of coolness, but they all held mops, dustpans and air fresheners in their hands.They put on gloves and masks, went straight to that corner without saying a word, and began to clean up quickly.

Everyone: ".."

The corner of Guo An's mouth twitched, "You, you are..."

Zhu Gaoxing replied politely, "Before I came, I was worried that the classroom was too dirty, and the bad smell would make me lose my concentration, so I made preparations in advance. I didn't expect that there was only one corner that was not clean, so it would be much faster to clean up." He pulled up a stool and sat beside him, "Mr. Guo, you don't need to pay me cleaning fees. You are both members of the class group, so it's my meeting gift."

Guo An: ".."

Brothers like Chen Jue are all doing heavy work, and they want to take off the wall for cleaning.

The crazy noise quickly woke up Shi Wenyu, he sat up with his arms propped up, and said in an irritable tone, "What the hell does it smell like?!"

The "garbage dump" has been tossed a lot, and the smell that was originally gathered has been diffused a few minutes ago, and it has also spread to their area, which is very smelly.

Seeing that the boss woke up, the younger brother next to him explained with a serious face, "Boss, it's nothing, I just wish you happy to go back to school, and brought a cleaning team."

Shi Wenyu: "?"

After half an hour.

Chen Jue's team walked out with a pile of rubbish in neat steps, all expressionless, numb to their work.

In the past, they were often sent as bodyguards, either to protect the safety, or to pass on a message politely. Some courageous little lovers would even inquire about the itinerary of the benefactor.But after so many years, he has never been used like this.

He was numb and speechless.

As a bodyguard, he is highly skilled and cleans up beautifully.The corner seems to have been dug out and stuffed in again. The windows are the brightest, the sun is the brightest, and the air is the freshest. Even the tables and chairs are new, painted with pure white paint. A piece of pure land, full of divine light.

The dull-faced students watched Zhu Gaoxing put the books on the table neatly, took out a test book and started to do the questions, sitting in the light and concentrating on it, as if no one was in his eyes.

Guo An, who teaches Chinese, looked at the advanced Mathematical Olympiad questions shining brightly on his desk, and his expression became even worse. He slammed the book on the podium, "There will be a mock exam this week, everyone prepare well. If you even pass the mark If you haven’t arrived yet, consider going home for tutoring.”

These words were obviously meant for Zhu Gaoxing, but the person concerned didn't respond, and the pen never stopped.

After class, the classroom was boiling again.

"Shi Wenyu's bottom one is about to change hands."

"It's not sure this time. Look at Zhu Gaoxin's enthusiasm for studying.. Still writing.. It's amazing.."

"Why didn't I realize that he looks so good-looking before..."

"Damn, did you go back and secretly add a filter?"

"Come on, it's all about saving face. He's so bad at studying, how much can he improve in two months? Seeing how much money he has, you think he's a genius?"

"Bang—" There was a loud noise.

Shi Wenyu kicked down the table directly, got up and walked to Zhu Gaoxing, with a cold tone, "Come out for a chat?"

Zhu Xing looked up at him, "What's the matter?"

"I just watched you in class for a long time, but I haven't seen you for a few days now, and you really have changed a lot." Shi Wenyu twitched his lips, "I just want to have a cup of tea with you to catch up on the old days."

Zhu Gaoxing asked, "Where are you going?"

Shi Wenyu: "Toilet."

Zhu Gaoxin couldn't understand, and twirled the pen between his fingers, as if expressing doubts, "You always make appointments with people in the toilet? How do you talk there? Do you sit on the urinal and drink shit while chatting about life?"

Huh.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Shi Wenyu: "..are you insulting me?"

Zhu Xing said calmly, "Now I have to do a question, try not to disturb me. If you want to chat, you can ask my bodyguard to make an appointment."

Shi Wenyu glanced at the black suit who had been guarding the back door like a door god, and said lightly, "I have a lot of time, and I stare at you all the time, let's take it easy."

Zhu Gaoxin: "You really sprinkle salt in your crotch."

Shi Wenyu: "...what do you mean?"

Zhu Gaoxin: "It hurts to be idle."

Shi Wenyu: ".."

Shi Wenyu, in the original book, is also a tool man, a school bully.

Whenever he appears on the stage, he must be aimed at bullying the original owner, demeaning and insulting all kinds of personality, the effect is to make him lose sight of the hope of life, become more autistic, until he has a mental breakdown and is expelled from school.There is no reason, no enmity, it is still inexplicable to promote the plot.

Zhu Xingxing worked on the questions for a day, and decided to visit Gu Bushang after school.

He took Chen Jue's car to buy a lot of delicious food, fruit chips, [-]-up soda, and made a special fruit basket, on which he pasted a handwritten card "Give it to my brother Gu Bushang".

Chen Jue was silent all the way, and when he reached the gate of the mental hospital, he finally couldn't hold back, "Aren't you from the Cen family? How could you have a brother named Gu?"

Zhu Gaoxing replied, "My surname is Zhu, and his surname is Gu. When we were wandering abroad, the Cen family didn't know where it was." He sighed, "Oh, poor children without parents have to come up with their own names."

Chen Jue looked indifferent, but he was actually easy to talk to. It was not difficult to earn some sympathy points, and it would be easier to use in the future.Sure enough, his eyes became complicated, "I wish you happy in the past, you wouldn't talk so much when driving with me."

"This is prejudice." Zhu Gaoxin opened the car door, "Thank you for helping me today, I have already proposed to Fang Lixing."

Chen Jue: ".. What do you propose?"

Zhu Gaoxing: "Salary increase."

Chen Jue didn't go in with him, and sat in the car digesting the text message he just sent.

The wages really went up, directly by half.

The building of the Twelve Dreams Mental Hospital looks like an old abandoned church, with a Gothic style, a tall and pointed roof, dead vines all over the house, and several dark trees planted in the courtyard.

I didn't see anyone inside, but I heard quite impassioned music from a long distance away.

Zhu Xingxing saw Gu Bushang’s pickup truck within a few steps. The loudspeaker in the car was still playing music, and the tires were parked under a tree. The guns and snacks inside were still there, but the door was unloaded by someone. .

Soon, his doubts were answered.

Gu Bushang was standing on the roof of the house, with his feet still stepping on the half-opened car door, his whole body was teetering on the sloping eaves.

He was still wearing the bomber jacket with the white plaid hospital gown inside, the wounds on his body were not healed, and the dirty bandages were exposed, and the gauze on his head was also pressed by a pair of orange goggles, which had leaked out Blood.

Zhu Gaoxing is like looking at a fool, but his tone is very concerned, "Brother, are you looking at the scenery from above? Be careful."

Gu Bushang looked over with surprise in his eyes, he raised his arm and pointed to the car door under his feet, and said braggingly, "Little brother, do you believe that I can slide down with this and still survive the fall."

I wish you a happy silence for three seconds.

"I don't believe it, just slide one and let me see."