The school bully I raised is blackened

In the afternoon there was still a physics session, Zheng Song looked at the corridor where Qiao Beiran disappeared, and fell into deep thought...

He doesn't care whether Qiao Beiran skips class or not, what he cares about is Brother Kuai, a physics teacher known as "Old Kuai".Thinking of Brother Kuai's murderous eyes, Zheng Song could only move his legs and rubbed against Yang Qinzhou's seat.

"God Yang, Qiao Beiran is absent from class!"

The class was approaching, and there were quite a lot of people in the class at this time. After listening to Zheng Song's words, they basically looked up to this side.They were looking forward to some big reaction from Yang Qinzhou, so that they could learn the advanced experience of managing school bullies.

It's been a week since Qiao Beiran got repeated grades, so it's not considered easy to get along with, but as long as he faces Yang Qinzhou, the school bully will basically have to suffer.

In the current second year of high school ([-]st), apart from studying and gossip, the greatest pleasure of the day is watching silently. The two handsome guys in the class are facing each other, and secretly mocking Qiao Xiaoba for being deflated.

Unexpectedly, Yang Qinzhou didn't even raise his head this time, as if there was some rare beauty in a physics book, and said indifferently: "What are you telling me? I'm not the monitor."

"..." The complainant's momentum suddenly weakened, "You, you don't care about him?"

"When did I 'get involved'?" Yang Qinzhou closed his physics book, looked directly at Zheng Song and asked.

"...No, no," Zheng Song hesitated, retreated and ran back to his seat, thumped his beating heart, and whimpered at his tablemate, "Damn it, what happened to Xiaozhou just now?" , It scared the shit out of me!"

The deskmate was a chubby little girl. Hearing Zheng Song's words, she regained her spirits instantly, raised her eyebrows and lowered her gaze to an indescribable place: "No, I don't think I'm wet."

Zheng Song's chrysanthemum tightened, are all the girls so rigid now?Clamping his legs, he stuffed it under the table: "Zhang Xiaoyu, can you give me some dignity as a man!"

The corners of Zhang Xiaoyu's mouth twitched, and he lay down on the table peacefully, expressing helplessly - I will give you a chance.

"...Do you know murderous aura? There is a saying in ancient books that the killer is evil, and his aura is unknown. It can stop thousands of troops, and it is not something you or me can resist."

"speak English."

"I'm afraid!"

Zhang Xiaoyu gave him a disgusted look: "You are almost as thick as Xiao Zhou, you are afraid of a ghost!"

Zhang Xiaoyu looked past Zheng Song and looked at Yang Qinzhou. The person who has been quiet and aloof from the world for many years really seems to exude an aura that strangers should not enter.

The icy and cool flowers of the high mountains are also contaminated with fireworks in the world, obviously looking like they are about to leave the dust!

Zhang Xiaoyu also shrank his head: "God, I'm a little scared of people."

Just as Zheng Song wanted to agree, he heard his tablemate say coyly: "But he's so handsome! Now I'm starting to flatter God Yang, can I catch him?"

"..." Okay, how about being the most loyal tablemate with each other?

How chic Yang Qinzhou was when he pretended not to care before, but how embarrassed he was when he frequently lost his mind in physics class.

"Yang Qinzhou, come up to the last class, and I will take a seat."

There was no sound in the class for a moment, Brother Kuai waited for a long time without hearing anything, raised his head and repeated: "Yang Qinzhou, come up!"

Qin Yiai lowered her head, looked at Brother Kuai's expression, and yelled at Yang Qinzhou: "...Hey, Lao Xi (teacher) called you...Hey..."

"..." The classmate took a deep breath, wanting to tell Goddess Qin that you are already so loud, are you really "old and fast" deaf?

Yang Qinzhou looked around in a daze, then came back to his senses, stood up and apologized and said: "I'm sorry, teacher. I didn't hear it just now..."

"Report!" Qiao Beiran stood upright at the back door, and his wailing voice was very obvious in the quiet classroom.

Did not hear the teacher's reply, Qiao Beiran poked his head in suspiciously, everyone in the class huddled in their seats and twisted their bodies, looked over, their eyes were very solemn, it made Qiao Bei feel like they were holding their own funeral illusion!

"You, where did you go when you didn't go to class?" Brother Kuai couldn't bear to let out the fire on Yang Qinzhou's side, and immediately found the target of attack, "Look at you, do you look like a student! This is school, you treat yourself like you Home, come when you want, leave when you want!"

Qiao Beiran frowned, but he didn't attack. Clenching his fists, he looked away from Yang Qinzhou's standing back and lowered his eyes: "I have diarrhea, I won't do it next time."

"What kind of attitude do you have! If you can learn for a long time, if you can't learn well, don't come to school, and you can leave a lot of money for your father!"

"What? In your class, you can't even poop," Qiao Beiran shook his hands and leaned against the door, "You are more important than shit!"

"This is, this is..." Brother Kuai was so angry that he couldn't speak, raised his hand and threw the textbook at Qiao Beiran, "I won't go, whoever you like in your class will go. …”

"what,"

"Whoops"

The class exploded with weird noises, and the table on Yang Qinzhou's body also fell to the ground with a bang.

"Teacher Kuai," Yang Qinzhou held the next physics book in mid-air, and hurried to catch up, "Teacher Kuai, I'm sorry. It's me..."

"You are a good boy, you go back!" Brother Kuai said with a black face, "Your class was fine, but now such a mouse shit has come, hum!"

Yang Qinzhou pursed his lips, quietly listening to Brother Kuai's words...and Qiao Beiran's heavy breathing behind him.

"I don't want the book anymore, whoever I smashed, it wasn't you anyway, right?"

Yang Qinzhou squirmed his lips, and it took him a long time to give a solemn "um", then turned his head to look at Qiao Beiran, who was staring at him with his neck stuck.

There were obviously people in the corridors, in the classroom, and downstairs, but with just such a stare at each other, everything seemed to be wiped out.

Qiao Beiran, who was furious, and Yang Qinzhou, who was calm and self-sufficient, neither spoke, but just looked at each other.

"...You want me to deliver books?"

"I want you to send the book..." Yang Qinzhou stared at Qiao Beiran, with an imperceptible plea, "And an apology."

"I, grass, you little chicken, I quit!"

Yang Qinzhou chased after him, but was punched in the stomach by Qiao Beiran: "Get out!"

The students surrounding him hurriedly caught Yang Qinzhou's fallen body. Before he could say anything, Yang Qinzhou struggled away, staring dumbfounded at the backs of the two running and chasing after each other.

"We...shall we tell Lao Luo?"

"...Actually, you can't blame Mr. Joe for this..."

Zheng Song felt a little regretful, he shouldn't have told the teacher about Qiao Beiran's absence from class so early.

"What are you doing with me!"

Yang Qinzhou's breath was uneven, and his abdomen was throbbing with pain: "I don't want me to follow, why are you running so slowly?"

"..." Qiao Beiran's mask was torn off in front of her, and she blushed and couldn't speak for a while.

In fact, as soon as Qiao Beiran finished that punch, he regretted it.The little chick is not very meaty, and he doesn't know how serious it is...

Qiao Beiran felt that Yang Qinzhou was chasing him, so he slowed down in various ways, turning corners from time to time, just to glance at it out of the corner of his eye, for fear that the little chicken would be overwhelmed and fall to the ground.

"You stay away from me, don't follow me!"

Yang Qinzhou bent down and covered his stomach, the volume didn't change much, but his breathing slowed down a bit: "Don't be so loud, everyone is in class."

"Hmph," Qiao Beiran turned his head away, pretending not to look at him, but looked him up and down from the corner of his eye.Because you can't let go of face and don't want to leave, you can only stand irritably and watch the scenery?

Yang Qinzhou moved a few steps. Seeing that the person didn't reject him, he slowly leaned forward and lowered his head on Qiao Beiran's arm: "My stomach hurts, Brother Ran."

The October wind blows on people with a deep sense of tiredness, as if it can soothe all frizz.

Yang Qinzhou has always been cold and stubborn, different from the slight softness of the western restaurant last time, this kind of whole-hearted reliance completely loosened Qiao Beiran's last cruelty.

"I didn't do anything hard either." Qiao Beiran supported Yang Qinzhou's lower back annoyedly, lowered his head and asked cautiously, "Like that kind of pain? Is it a 'Sisi' pain or a 'Puff' pain? "

Yang Qinzhou said that he had never heard of these adjectives of "pain", and he couldn't feel them for a while, so he attributed them to that.

"Does it hurt? Can't speak?" Qiao Beiran wanted to lift Yang Qinzhou's clothes, but the school uniform was too empty, and there were almost thousands of folds on his skinny body. After pulling for a long time, he couldn't find it. out hem...

Yang Qinzhou also blocked the opponent's hand in time, straightened up and looked around, and then slowly said: "You hit me, you have to apologize."

"I......"

"It's like you have to apologize for scolding the teacher." Yang Qinzhou didn't give Qiao Beiran any chance, and said first, "I was so angry with Brother Kuai before, and you were blamed for me. But if this matter doesn't Solve it, what should we do in class? What about Lao Luo?"

Qiao Beiran pulled Yang Qinzhou to sit on the ground, and said aggrievedly: "I know, he just can't understand me, I'm a bad student! Anyway, it's useless, what's wrong with me! I'm used to it."

I'm used to it.

This sentence was like a sharpened pencil, stabbing Yang Qinzhou's heart so lightly.He propped up his hands, moved away a little distance, and stared at Qiao Beiran's clenched jaw because of anger.

On the top of the hard chin, the corners of the mouth are pulled down lonely, only the eyes are looking into the distance.

Qiao Beiran is very handsome, he is the kind of young man who will be youthful in the sun, and his every move is full of vitality.

Yang Qinzhou felt an indescribable sense of powerlessness in his heart, but he could only follow Qiao Beiran's gaze: "Everyone has a preference, at least we are all Lao Luo's preference."

On the other side of the teaching building, Luo Luo led a few students and kept waving towards this side.

"Well," Qiao Beiran clicked his tongue, "Lao Luo is pretty good, but he has too much energy."

Yang Qinzhou stood up: "Go and return the book?"

Qiao Beiran frowned, tilted his head and said nothing.

"In the future," Yang Qinzhou took a step forward, turned his back to Qiao Beiran, and said softly as if very calmly, "in the future... this is the last time."

"What are you mumbling about? What was the last time?" Qiao Beiran stood up and followed behind Yang Qinzhou.

"Let's go, or we won't be able to catch up with the cafeteria!"

"I'm so bored, what should I say later?" Qiao Beiran said, "Go to the infirmary first, and forget it if you can't make it in time."

Yang Qinzhou gradually slowed down, falling one step away from Qiao Beiran.This distance is just right, and Qiao Beiran can see the whole of Qiao Beiran in his eyes.

He desperately hopes to grow up, to be taller than Qiao Beiran, to become that kind of strong and invincible person, and then only to one person, selfish, protective, and no longer reasonable to others.

The author has something to say: Yang Qinzhou: Then again, why do you want to cut class? ? ?

Qiao Beiran: ......