Immersive play dumb beauty

In the south of the city, the view is not strict at noon, so you can go out and eat around freely.

After Jiang Sui got out of class, he saw Putao squatting at the door of the class, facing the window sill, like a mushroom facing the wall.

He was a little funny for a moment, walked over and raised his foot to touch: "Hey."

Grape:"!"

He turned his head abruptly: "Who?!"

Jiang Sui looked at him in his spare time.

Putao laughed sarcastically: "It's too late for your class to end."

The two walked out of the school gate side by side.

Putao was transferred to the south of the city in his first year of high school. He is timid and talkative, and he is always the first to run when he encounters a problem. It is too demoralizing. Everyone thinks it is troublesome. He has never led him to fight, so he did not turn around. People recognize him.

Near the campus in the south of the city and the north of the city, there are many restaurants and stalls. The two of them are not particular people, so they randomly picked an air-conditioned restaurant and went in.

Jiang Sui asked casually, "Are there any people from the south of the city to the north?"

Putao: "Yes, the sea has gone."

Jiang Sui's heart stopped beating: "When?"

"Isn't it early? Although the grades in the south of the city are good, the management is not strict, and the tuition fees are still high. It looks the same as before, but in fact, the cost-requirement rate is not as good as every year. On the contrary, the military management in the north of the city has gradually improved the grades. There are many parents who heard the news and took their children to transfer schools.”

Putao counted with her fingers: "Didn't you transfer three in your class the year before last? At that time, we had eight or nine transfers in our grade, let alone last year and this year."

The students from the north of the city look smart, but they are actually a bunch of unsuspecting idiots who can only act recklessly. They are from the north of the city when they come here. Who cares where they came from before?

Jiang Sui became more certain about his guess.

He continued to ask: "The south of the city is very repulsive to the north?"

"Yeah." Putao sighed: "About four or five years ago, the last boss pushed out the students from the north of the city, and it was because of this that the relationship between the north and the south of the city continued to deteriorate. Later, the current brother Cheng, Thanks to the teacher's hard work, this trend was gradually suppressed, but I heard that Chengbei will still be paid special attention here, to try and test the word and behavior."

Jiang Sui was thoughtful, and sure enough, he was targeted by this group of people just after he transferred to another school.

"Oh, and in the past two years, someone always pretended to be you at noon, and stopped people at the school gate to collect protection fees. All the little goodwill that everyone had finally raised was wiped out."

Jiang Sui remembered all kinds of rumors he heard in class, and hummed, the murderous aura in his heart was wiped away by the coloring.

After eating, there are only 5 minutes left before class, the school gate is about to close, and the next time the gate will open at [-]:[-] pm, the two of them will have to wait for more than an hour.

"Let's take a shortcut."

Putao said: "I know a place that is very close to the teaching building, only two or three minutes, but you have to climb the wall."

Jiang Sui raised his eyebrows, without even thinking about it, he simply said, "Let's go."

It's a pity that the plan couldn't keep up with the changes. The two of them had just climbed up the wall one after the other. Before they stepped down, Putao narrowed his eyes and pointed not far away: "Are those from a vocational high school?"

"where?"

Jiang Sui followed suit.

Her hair was like grass, she didn't wear a school uniform at all, she had a cigarette in her hand, and she was dressed in standard vocational high school attire.

The vocational high school is far away, and it takes more than ten minutes to go back and forth, so come here for dinner?who believe.

Sure enough, a few seconds later, the crowd moved a little to the side, revealing the blue and white school uniforms blocking the wall.

It is not clear whether it is a man or a woman, but it is certain that the person is a student from Chengnan.

"You stay below, I'll go take a look."

Jiang Sui handed the bag on his back to Putao, and jumped down the same way.

"Hey." Putao grabbed him.

Jiang Sui was too hot, so he only wore short sleeves and a sun hat today, revealing his delicate chin, his skin was so white that it reflected light, and a little effort could show the mark.

Jiang Sui raised his face slightly, signaling for him to speak quickly.

Putao doesn't know how skilled he is, but he really treats him as a younger brother and stays well in the north of the city. If something happens under his hands, he will really feel guilty.

"Don't go."

He worriedly reminded: "There are four or five people over there."

Jiang Sui glanced at him with a half-smile, "Okay."

He couldn't describe the mood at that moment, but he felt that the other person's eyebrows and eyes suddenly became vivid, and there was a charm in it, which made him stop breathing, and it seemed that a hook appeared for no reason, scratching him heart of.

At this moment, he was pushed down by Jiang Sui, and he subconsciously fell off the wall with the bags of two people in his arms.

Jiang Sui laughed brighter than the sun: "Don't believe me? You're done."

He flipped down from the wall neatly, and the voice came slowly: "When I come back, I will settle the score with you."

Putao hurriedly climbed up the wall again, squinting nervously to see the situation over there.

The lush branches and leaves are densely crowded together, forming a breathing sea.

Beside the gray wall, four people from the vocational high school folded their arms, condescendingly looking down at the shivering Chengnan student who was protecting his head.

The one in the lead was very strong and short, wearing a mask, next to him was a thin bamboo pole, a grandma's ashes, and a fat man who was blowing his nose with a piece of paper.

"Hi."

Someone patted the tall man on the shoulder from behind, with a casual voice and a little smile.

The tall man turned his head subconsciously, and his collar was pulled down by a force.

He wanted to use brute force to break free, but he saw a pair of particularly white hands protruding from the collar behind the thin bamboo pole next to him.

A muffled sound.

The two of them were pressed and knocked together. Before the dizziness was over, they were trampled under their feet vigorously, and their backs were dull and aching.

No one had time to see the face of the shooter clearly, only the muffled groans of his companions could be heard one after another.

The tall man tried to stand up with brute force, but was firmly pressed down by his accomplice who fell head-on.

A group of people struggled for a long time, struggling to get up while holding on to the painful wound on the asphalt road.

Now he finally saw the face of the person coming.

The first feeling is harmless.

He was too white, like a toffee that would be melted by the scorching sun at any time, his exposed arms were like lotus roots, and his calves were wrapped in white socks to form a perfect arc.

But this kind of person has bright red lips, pure black eyebrows and hair, round eyes with slightly raised eye tails, staring straight at you, not like a rabbit, but like a hunter hiding in a group of rabbits .

Innocence and occasional wildness are exquisitely blended together in him, but he has a unique and attractive charm.

"Look at what I do?"

Jiang Sui found a candy from his pocket, peeled it off, and said lazily, "Do you want to fight again?"

A few people resisted and took a few steps back, and quickly ran away.

He finally had the time to look behind him.

Coincidentally, it was Lin Yige wearing a silver stud earlobe.

Jiang Sui smiled: "Squad leader, can you still get up?"

Lin Yige's face was pale, he pursed his lips very hard, stood up against the wall, and his voice was lower than that of a mosquito: "Thank you."

Jiang Sui was stuffing white rabbit toffee into his mouth. Hearing this, he glanced at him: "Do you really like Lu Cheng? You were the one who hid in the classroom in the Children's Palace last time, right?"

"So what?"

"Not very good." Jiang Sui handed him a toffee: "I have a good vision."

Jiang Sui smiled at him: "I really like him too."

Lin Yige's expression, which had finally relaxed, turned dark again in an instant.

He finally remembered why he found Jiang Sui's eyes so familiar.

Once outside the school, he ran into Lu Cheng fighting with someone, and Lu Cheng looked up at him coldly, that look was too similar to Jiang Sui just now.

It's not surprising that two people like this can become friends.

But he didn't think Lu Cheng would like Jiang Sui.

He was silent for two seconds, and suddenly said: "You have offended the boss in the north of the city, and beware of them making trouble in the future."

Jiang Sui paused and almost tripped: "Who?"

"Boss in the north of the city."

Lin Yige could tell right from wrong, he only provoked it to save himself, so even if he didn't like the other party, he still reminded him: "You should go away with Lu Chenggu Yu and the others more often recently."

Jiang Sui raised his eyebrows slightly: "Is that the boss in the north of the city?"

He laughed, there was no fear in his eyes, but more excitement: "Let him come."

Jiang Sui didn't continue talking to him, it's really not his style to be late on the first day.

He ran up in two or three steps, and quickly flipped over the wall.

As a result, the inertia was too strong, and when I came down from the wall, my ankle hurt a lot.

Putao quickly ran over with their bags in their arms: "Are you alright?"

"I sprained my ankle."

Jiang Sui raised his right foot and shook it twice, then said in resignation: "I can't walk, help me go back."

There were few people going back to the classroom at noon, everyone chose to sign up for an afternoon nursery class outside to sleep, and some boarding students went back to the dormitory, and there were almost no people left in the class.

He had only returned to his seat for a few minutes when Lin Yige followed him into the door.

The two looked at each other from a distance, and neither of them spoke.

Jiang Sui lay prone on the seat, not feeling sleepy for a long time.

He was free, so he took out the coloring book that Zhao Ziwu bought and filled in the colors one by one.

Filling the blank grids one by one with a color is actually quite a sense of accomplishment.

I don't know if it's because the temperature of the air conditioner is too low, and his ankle hurts intermittently. The more he hurts, the more he wakes up. The infirmary didn't open at noon.

After thinking about it, he still called Lu Cheng.

The other side answered quickly, but they didn't speak for a long time, and there was a rustling sound, as if they just got up from the bed.

"Teacher Lu."

Jiang Sui was worried about other things lying on the seat doing homework, lowered his voice and hid behind the curtain and quietly said to Lu Cheng: "When you come back in the afternoon, can you bring me a bottle of medicine for bruises?"

Lu Cheng's voice was hoarse, he had not slept for long, and he was still tired: "Who is injured?"

Brothers from other shops poked their heads out of bed after hearing the words: "What's wrong, brother?"

"Who happened?"

"I."

The sound of the current transmission is a little different from what I usually hear. I can't tell what emotion Jiang Sui was in when he said this, but the tone is very dull: "I accidentally sprained my ankle."

"Is it swollen?"

The person on the other side seemed to be a little uncontrollable, with a low voice, especially aggrieved, and sounded like he was about to cry: "It's so swollen, it hurts so much. When are you coming back?"

Lu Cheng took a breath, covered the microphone for a long time and didn't react.

The author says:

Easter eggs:

between classes.

Jiang Sui was halfway through the painting when he heard them chatting and seemed to mention the north of the city, so he couldn't help but prick up his ears to listen.

"I'm also curious, who is better looking, he or the one in the north of the city?"

he?

Jiang Sui thought, could it be Brother Cheng?

Gu Yu: "It should be him, at [-] meters, it must be taller than the one in the north of the city."

Jiang Sui was stunned: [-] meters? !

"impossible?"

Someone asked his heart out.

"How is it impossible? It's much taller. What if there is a genetic mutation?"

Brother Cheng is so tall?

Shocked, he didn't dare to speak, and continued to eavesdrop.

Yu Liu: "Tall and handsome, with a few girlfriends at a young age, tsk."

Jiang Sui couldn't help it: "He's so playful."

"Yes."

Yu Liu agreed very much: "A man who has so many girlfriends can't bear it."

Jiang Sui: "!!"

He blushed: "It's so early, so what?"

"Is it early?"

Gu Yu said: "I think it's okay, but it's a bit early for us now."

More than a little.

Jiang Sui said: "Then what do they think when he treats girls like this?"

"who knows?"

Yu Liu shrugged: "Who told him to be rich and good-looking, he would be willing."

Jiang Sui sat on his seat thoughtfully, staring at Brother Cheng's WeChat, the more he thought about it, the more incredible he became.

How messed up is this thing, in order to be able to deal with other little girls?

Fuck you, bastard!

Next to him, Lu Cheng suddenly yawned, and looked at Jiang Sui in a daze.

Not far away, Heizi crazily complained: "I really convinced them, and I can talk about a piece of "Zou Ji satirizes the king of Qi and accepts advice"."