Mr. love

Liu Fuchen stood incognito outside the classroom for a long time, and finally got an idea.

His originally gloomy face suddenly changed, and he covered his lips with a chuckle: "Sir, don't blame me, who told you not to look for me. I'm angry, and you have to coax me."

Slowly raising her eyes, she couldn't hide her smile, she was dressed in red and had long hair, she was magnificent.

Stepping on the ground with bare feet, growing lotuses every step of the way, holding your head high and your chest high, with a cold and proud face.

Only a husband can make him bow his head, and only a husband can make him cry and laugh.

After eating Mister, his ghost power will increase greatly, but without Mister, he will be truly dead...

"Sir..."

The sigh has faded away, and the only thing left is a little coldness in the air.

The few students who were running around after class got goosebumps.

"Ah... owe!" One of them rubbed his arms and sneezed.

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"Hey! Four-eyed boy! Give my brother some 200 yuan to spend!" Hong Mao came over with a cigarette in his mouth, patted Zhao Niannian's table, and said.

"Then... let's go to the toilet, it's not convenient here." Zhao Niannian stood up quickly, stammered, his eyes wandered to me, and he unconsciously touched the sleeve where the dagger was hidden.

"I'll give you one hundred too. I'll be filial to you." I stood up, smiled, and stared straight at the red-haired man.

"Wow! Sensitive! I just admire people like you! You are a wave..." Hongmao held the cigarette between his fingers, pulled it away from his lips, and smiled, showing his crooked teeth.

Then she sang a ditty and walked ahead to lead the way to the men's restroom.

Zhao Niannian was walking next to me, fists clenched nervously, looking at me from time to time.

"What are you afraid of? Don't you have enough money? It's okay. I'll help you out." I said in a loud voice, and the red-haired man in front of me suddenly looked back at me. He was in a daze for a while and then said, "Why are you so strange... "

"Go faster, or you have to go to class." I frowned and urged him, and he reacted and quickened his pace.

Finally, after passing through the bustling corridors, Zhao Niannian and Hong Mao and I came to the men's room.

In the men's room, there was still a person going to the toilet, but was kicked out by the red hair.

"Come, come, come! Money, money!" As soon as the toilet was locked, Hongmao hurriedly threw the cigarette butt and stamped it out, and then stretched out his hand to ask for money.

It looked like a hungry jackal, looking at the "food" with green eyes and a stinky mouth.

"Look at what I do, take it out." I hinted at Zhao Niannian and said.

"That's right! You won't be out of money, right? If you dare..." Before Hongmao finished threatening, Zhao Niannian took out a dagger and pressed it against his stomach.Although Zhao Niannian's hands and feet were still shaking, Hongmao was also frightened.

"Damn it...don't be serious! It's plastic...I tell you you can't fool me! Don't think about it, I have a lot of brothers!" Hong Mao's face was frightened at first Ugly, but quickly starts to pose.

"Cut a knife on his neck, and he will know if it's true." I stepped forward with a sneer, looked at Hongmao and said.

"By the way, I said I would give you a hundred. Remember, I gave it to you for him." After I finished speaking, I slapped Hongmao hard. Hongmao was stunned by me and covered his face. Stared blankly at me.

"He bullied you, you should be more ruthless than me." After I gave Hongmao a few uppercuts, I kicked him to the ground and said to Zhao Niannian.

Zhao Niannian was holding the dagger and froze in place, but when he heard my words, his eyes immediately became fierce, and he rushed to Hongmao who was about to get up, beat Hongmao hard and stabbed Hongmao once.

When he was about to stab him for the second time and the third time, I stopped him and said, "It is enough for you to give back the shadow he gave you. There is no need to kill him. Life is precious."

"Well, can I be a brother to you? You can also be a big brother. I just think that you talk in a different way. I only understand the few words you just said. Cough cough... So it's not to take Money is for fruit knives... cough cough! I appreciate you!" Hong Mao held his bleeding left abdomen and smiled silly at me.

Zhao Niannian hid the cruel look on his face, walked over with his head down and asked me what to do.

"Just say I stabbed it." I washed the dagger and hid it on my body, then smashed the window glass of the toilet with my fist, and took one of the daggers, which was stained with red hair's blood and my fingerprints.

Immediately afterwards, I quickly opened the toilet door and helped Hongmao to find the head teacher.

Who knows, I saw Liu Fuchen sitting in the head teacher's office, chatting with the Chinese teacher from before.

See me as if you don't know me at all.

"What's going on?" Liu Fuchen was wearing a black suit, with a serious face and a sense of strangeness.

"I stabbed him, call an ambulance." I pretended not to know him, and looked at him and said indifferently.

"Hello, is this the xx hospital? A student in our Shenlong No. [-] Middle School is dying! Send a car over here quickly!" The Chinese teacher made a phone call first, and then helped the fainted red hair to go outside.

"Director Liu, you have to ask carefully, it's true that someone was killed in school!" He said as he walked.

Looking at each other without words, I pulled out the chair expressionlessly and sat down in front of Liu Fuchen.

Liu Fuchen also looked at me sullenly, then took a sip of the water in the thermos and asked, "Why are you making trouble?"

"Now you are making trouble." I stood up without saying a word, then propped my hands on the desk, leaned slightly, fixed my eyes on Liu Fuchen, and said in a cold voice.

"Student Wan He! I don't know what you're talking about, but is this how you treat me, the homeroom teacher?" Liu Fuchen raised and lowered the corner of his mouth angrily, stood up angrily and shouted.

I didn't speak, just sneered twice, turned around and left the office and returned to the previous classroom.