[Crossing Books] I only want to study hard in my grade

I will not take He Xu and the others, and you are alone, we will fight each other. "

Qiao Jiang's reply to him was two tears, which fell on the back of Xie Yinian's hand.

Xie Yinian: "!!!"

Why are you crying again?He didn't do anything this time? !Xie Yinian frowned, feeling that the matter was not simple.

Qiao Jiang really wants to touch porcelain!

Everyone who came and went looked at them, and occasionally said while watching, Xie Yinian suppressed the anger in his heart, quickly took off his school uniform jacket and covered Qiao Jiang's head, and dragged him into the hospital .

There was almost no one walking on the steps, and seeing no one coming, Xie Yinian threw Qiao Jiang to the corner, his back slammed into the wall, the dull pain quickly spread to the cerebral cortex, and he let out a muffled grunt, Qiao Jiang almost couldn't catch his breath .

Tears that had been accumulated for a long time fell down desperately, Qiao Jiang's painful body was shaking, and he squatted on the ground and cried softly.

Xie Yinian dragged him in with the intention of saying harsh words, but in the end he was at a loss because of the tears he shed. Master Xie can't coax anyone, and he hasn't coaxed anyone before.

"Don't cry!"

Annoyed by the crying, Xie Yinian clicked his tongue, unable to see his pitiful attitude, decided to coax him, the inexperienced classmate Xie squatted down, coaxing people seemed to be threatening: "Don't cry, I won't Hit you, if you cry again, I will really hit you."

That is to say, the voice is lowered a little bit.

Qiao Jiang huddled into a ball, enduring the pain in his back, looked up at him and blinked, and asked cautiously: "Aren't you going to hit me?"

Xie Yinian gritted his teeth, his eyes were ruthless, and he said with a smile, "Don't hit me."

Qiao Jiang blinked, and a few more tears fell down: "But you look so fierce."

Xie Yinian: "..." I can fuck you!

Xie Yinian laughed angrily, holding back his anger and mocking: "Qiao Jiang, I think you should change your name, this name doesn't match your current behavior and temperament."

Qiao Jiang hiccupped, with an innocent and aggrieved expression, with obvious doubts.

Xie Yinian sneered: "Your name should be Qiao Jiaojiao."

squeamish.

Qiao Jiang wanted to refute, but he swallowed the words again, seeing the slightly hostile face.

He's just a sick, helpless piece of shit.

"Enough crying?" Seeing that he finally stopped crying, Xie Yinian got up and looked at him condescendingly: "Get up when you cry enough, squatting down like a little girl, shameful."

Qiao Jiang didn't dare to say anything at all, stood up obediently, and stood in the corner with his head down.

He has already thought about it, he is not as good at fighting as Qiao Jiang in the original book, he has a different temper and personality, and he doesn't know when he can wear it back. This happens again.

"Qiao Jiaojiao, what's the matter with you?"

Xie Yinian stared at his dark pupils soaked in mist, and put his hands on the wall behind him, as if he was wrapping the whole person in his arms.

Qiao Jiang was afraid of his ferocity and strength that would almost pin him to the wall, his body was tense and he didn't dare to lean back, his back still hurt from being bumped just now.

Xie Yinian said casually but nastyly: "The skin is still the same skin, why does it seem to have a different core?"

Qiao Jiang's eyes trembled, and there was a flash of panic, which was quickly suppressed by him, "You think too much."

Xie Yinian sneered, his eyes were cold: "Oh? Really? You used to be very fierce in front of me, but not like now, you can cry and act like a baby."

Qiao Jiang retorted: "I didn't act like a baby."