The female teacher was choked by Shen Xingchen.

She stared at Shen Xingchen for a long time, wanting to reprimand something, but she still didn't say anything, only slapped the certificate in her hand on the table, and then turned her head to the class representative and said, "Hold the homework." ”

The female teacher had a straight face: "Go to my office." ”

She walked out of the classroom with the class representatives, and the room was quiet for a while, and then it was noisy again.

Liu Zhehan leaned over: "Brother Chen, do you really want to change schools?"

He was worried: "You're gone, what are we going to do?"

Shen Xingchen smiled and scolded and pushed his head away: "Go away." He said in disgust, "What are you talking about? It's like I'm having a leg with you." ”

Liu Zhehan stood aggrievedly to the side.

Shen Xingchen ignored him, sat on the chair, leaned on the table, stretched out his hand to pull Shaoqing's chair, and called her, "Sister." ”

The boy's voice softened suddenly, losing its previous sharpness, like a milk cat being coquettish.

Shao Qing frowned slightly.

She was taken away by her master before, and she has been living with him on Yunheng Mountain, occasionally going down the mountain to buy some daily necessities.

There is a village and town under the mountain, and she is the Shen Xingchen she met in that village and town.

Her master is not very good at business, and he always deducts and searches when he gives her money to buy things.

That day, she went down the mountain, thinking that she would go to earn money tomorrow, while bargaining with the stall owner to buy vegetables, and finally negotiated the price, and was about to pay for the vegetables, but the vegetable market suddenly made a commotion.

She frowned and looked at where the voice had come from, and before she could see what was happening, she saw a figure rampant, crashing into her at once, and then falling to the vegetable stall.

The vegetable stall owner jumped up in shock, and the change in his arms scattered to the ground: "What is this!"

The thing, who didn't know what it was, raised its head and glared at the stall owner viciously.

His expression was extremely fierce, his eyes narrowed slightly, his teeth were clenched, and a large piece of his forehead was scratched, and half of his forehead was stained with blood, and he looked like a vicious dog at the end of his rope.

It's just that this vicious dog is too young, his facial features and face shape have not grown, and he still has a bit of juvenile immaturity, which suddenly disperses the vicious momentum he has propped up, like a weak and pitiful puppy with no one to protect.

The stall owner saw the person who bumped into him and breathed a sigh of relief.

He sat back down at the stall, and as he raised his hand to pick up the change that had fallen to the ground, he muttered, "You kid, frizzy." ”

The vegetable stall owner glanced at the wound on the boy's head with some vigilance: "You didn't hit my stall with this injury, did you?"

He chattered: "I haven't talked to you about you disturbing my business, and you don't want to ask me for compensation for the injuries I suffered." ”

The boy ignored the stall owner's words.

He got up on his own, pushed Shaoqing, turned around and was about to run, but as soon as he took two steps, he was blocked: "Stinky boy!"

Blocking him were two big men, shirtless, with tattoos all over their arms.

The big man who blocked the boy scolded, "Come and steal my things again!

The boy looked up at them, then pursed his lips vigorously and scolded in a low voice, "You are shameless." ”

The big man was so angry that he almost jumped up.

The boy looked down and blinked, then suddenly bent down, quickly got out from under the big man's arm, and ran wildly in the direction of the few people!