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    Mies Zheng, an English teacher in Grade 1 and 3, has a master's degree in Cambridge. She is beautiful and has strong professional ability.

    Jiang Yu's Gou Chongsong poked his head out from the back door of the classroom, and saw the English teacher was carrying him on his back writing on the blackboard, so he bent over and slipped in like a thief.

    Rusty laughter sounded from the back of the classroom, and someone called him softly, "Jiang Yu."

    Jiang Yu turned his head and saw a girl secretly reaching out to him, a toffee lying on the white and soft palm, "here, take it quickly."

    "Thank you." Jiang Yu whispered, and went back to take the candy.

    So when he turned back again, all kinds of snacks appeared in front of him: milk, plum candy, chocolate... Jiang Yu simply opened his schoolbag, and everyone who came came accepted them all.

    "Jiang Yu!"

    Miss Zheng knocked on the table angrily, Jiang Yu's scalp tingled with fright, and he fled back to his seat with the hamster in his arms.

    Ms. Zheng was still angry, "Why are you late?"

    "Teacher, I'm sorry." Jiang Yu stood up with a face of shame, "I didn't hear the alarm clock this morning, I overslept."

    Sleeping with a hearing aid is inconvenient. Jiang Yu usually wakes up by the vibration of his cell phone alarm clock under his pillow. Last night he struggled until two o'clock in the morning before making up his mind. He went downstairs to find the medicine box. As a result, he slept too hard when it was time to get up in the morning., did not feel the vibration.

    Ren Zhigang didn't see Jiang Yu and asked Aunt Chen to come up and call him, but Aunt Chen didn't call him.

    The teachers all knew about Jiang Yu's special situation, and Miss Zheng's face paled slightly, "Sit down, it's not an example."

    Jiang Yu sat down, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Dai Ziming secretly typing with his mobile phone. Then, Jiang Yu's mobile phone in his school uniform's pocket vibrated.

    Dai Ziming: @小鱼 What are you eating, tell me something.JPG

    Jiang Yu: ...

    Qin Sheng: Pig.

    Jiang Yu looked up and saw Qin Sheng propped his head sleepily and yawned, and unconsciously yawned too: "..." Poisonous.

    He put the phone back, took out the English book, turned to the page that Mies Zheng was speaking, and began to listen carefully to the class.

    When get out of class was about to end, Qin Sheng sat up straight suddenly and bumped into Jiang Yu's desk belly. Jiang Yu whispered, "What's wrong?"

    Qin Sheng glanced back, "Oh, I accidentally bumped into it."

    Jiang Yu was confused and was about to look at the blackboard when he suddenly looked outside the classroom for no reason, then stopped.

    Zhuang Lian did not know when he appeared outside the classroom. He changed the white-washed short-sleeves he wore when we met yesterday, and put on the school uniform of Chongying High School, with a golden badge pinned to his chest. His calm and gloomy eyes looked through the transparentThe glass window fell on him silently, and his pale and transparent figure resembled a ghost that appeared in the cold and rainy night.

    Zhuang Lian didn't carry his gray schoolbag any more. He was holding a thick stack of brand-new textbooks, but his right wrist was still wrapped with a white elastic bandage.There is a shocking ferocious welt.

    "..." Jiang Yu turned his gaze sideways, holding a fountain pen and poking around in the blank space.

    Zhuang Lian was still beaten after returning home yesterday.

    ——Why did he come to the classroom with a book in his arms?

    Jiang Yu's hands subconsciously reached into the schoolbag. In addition to the snacks that were fed just now, there were ointments and band-aids found in the medicine cabinet at home last night.

    "Jingle Bell"

    When the get out of class bell rang, Ms. Zheng took the textbook and the little bee and walked away.

    The classroom became lively in an instant, and someone ejected from the classroom to grab the toilet pit.

    Zhuang Lian came in at this time.

    As soon as he came in, the excitement in the classroom suddenly became a little colder.

    His voice gradually weakened, and the students in class three looked at each other and watched him walk to the only empty seat at the back of the classroom.

    Most of the third class were spoiled children raised by wealthy families. Zhuang Lian, who was covered in injuries, was like a wolf that broke into a sheep's nest, with the words "not to be messed with" written on his body glaringly.

    All the debris on the table was swept off, and there was a crackling sound when it fell to the ground.The boy in front had directly occupied two seats, but now he silently moved the stool forward to make room for the seat.

    Jiang Yu looked back at Zhuang Lian, and suddenly heard Dai Ziming call him, "Xiao Yu! Is that Zhuang Lian?"

    Jiang Yu nodded and said "Yes".

    "Damn." Dai Ziming scratched his head, "I thought he would transfer directly to the attached middle school."

    Jiang Yu thought so too, he thought that he would not meet Zhuang Lian again so soon, and even before going to bed, he was still thinking about how to contact him.

    Chongying High School implements a small class system. There are only 35 students in a class, and each student is in a row. There are no deskmates.

    Lin Ang, who was sitting on Zhuang Lian's right, looked at him strangely, then quickly glanced at Jiang Yu and Dai Ziming in front of him, and called him, "Student, you are Zhuang Lian?"

    Zhuang Lian stuffed the book into the belly of the table, pretending he didn't hear the question, and fell asleep on the table.

    Lin Ang let out a "fuck", and stretched out his hand to push his shoulder, "Hey, what the hell am I asking you, buddy, are you deaf?"

    Seeing Lin Ang's action, Jiang Yu's heart skipped a beat. In the next second, Zhuang Lian lifted his foot and kicked Lin Ang's table violently. The table hit Lin Ang's body with a bang.I kicked Zhuang Lian's table, and the table flew half a meter away with a crash, and a few books fell out of the table, "Fuck | your mother!"

    Squad leader Xue Ran saw that the situation was wrong and hurriedly stepped forward to hold Lin Ang back, "Damn it, don't fight!"

    Dai Ziming also rushed up to stop Lin Ang, "It's just a name, Tiezhi! It's not going to happen, calm down! Don't be impulsive!"

    Zhuang Lian's gloomy eyes fell on Lin Ang coldly, and his dark pupils were like a pool of stagnant water, which made one's hair stand on end.

    Lin Ang's pupils glaring at him suddenly tightened, and a chill climbed up his spine.

    Jiang Yu picked up the books scattered on the floor and put them on the table, and straightened the table, "Zhuang Lian."

    Zhuang Lian's brows were covered with haze, and when he raised his gaze, he saw a pair of clean and transparent glazed eyes.

    ... so fucking pure.

    Zhuang Lian hid the viciousness of his excitement, poked his index finger on the wound on his palm that was pierced by the breastplate, and tasted the pain, his pure black eyes stared at the breastplate on Jiang Yu's left chest, his voice was still low and hoarseShi, "What are you doing?"

    Jiang Yu put an ointment and a Band-Aid in front of Zhuang Lian, and whispered, "Use it to wipe it off, Zhuang Lian, don't fight."

    He looked at Lin Ang and said a little unhappy, "Lin Ang, you are too irritable. Zhuang Lian is injured, don't push him."

    "..." Zhuang Lian's gaze remained silent for a few seconds, then he suddenly tilted his head, licking his teeth with the tip of his tongue, staring at Jiang Yu's delicate and white neck, his eyes hidden behind his forehead were shining with a damp and dark light.He thought of the text message sent from the hidden number lying on the phone, and he couldn't control the darkness in his heart.

    He suddenly wanted to know if this person would maintain his innocence if he was entangled by a dirty and filthy person like him.

    ... Will he fall into the quagmire just like him.

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