Chapter 272: Descending the Mountain on New Year's Day 4

Generally speaking, when something happens between high school students, they almost never go to teachers and parents.

Looking back, I think I was "cute" at that time, but at the time, I thought so.

If I had to find a reasonable explanation for such a "cute" idea, it would be that the student life was too hard. Students who are abused by academic pressure every day and can't wake up and have almost a nervous breakdown are the persecuted group, and teachers and parents are the culprits of the persecution, and they stand on the opposite side of the students. Unless there are a few special chicken thieves, the students solve the matter between the students themselves, if the teachers and parents are notified, this is equivalent to defecting to the enemy and leaking secrets, and it is a traitor among the students.

Everyone is so hard, why should students be embarrassed by students?

Wan Yin dared to send a photo to Liu Su, of course, she was sure that Liu Su was not a "traitor", and she would not say all kinds of things that happened between students.

And Liu Su really doesn't like to be a "traitor", seeing the photo of the old policeman lying on the ground and not knowing his life and death, the ins and outs are connected together in her mind, it turns out that the recent uproar of the attack on the police, the mastermind behind the scenes is Wan Yin. And the reason was so naΓ―ve that she thought it was ridiculous, and she dared to attack the alarm just for the sake of face.

The group walked to the central square, Liu Su knew that this matter was very serious, and thought of calling the police, or informing his cousin Liu Yu, or Ji An in front of him. But the problem is that telling the police is tantamount to telling teachers and parents, and she hesitates because the ingrained idea of "cuteness" in her mind is preventing her from doing so.

Liu Su likes "little brother", she even knows that "Su Su" is a combination of Mary Su and brainless fans, but that is on the Internet. Those who can't tell the difference between the illusory online world and real life are fools, and "Su Su" is brain-dead does not mean that Liu Su is also brain-dead.

Not only Liu Su, but almost everyone has another "self" in the online world.

After hesitating, Liu Su was silent, and she didn't reply to Wan Yin, she put the phone back in her bag.

Even if it is close to midnight, the city center on New Year's Eve is still crowded and brightly lit, so merchants and stores will not let go of such a good opportunity to make money and continue to operate normally.

The little fat man walked down the street, looking very domineering, as if the whole street was his territory. With a leash around his neck, the people who passed by saw it, sighed in his heart that he was a cute dog, so he no longer paid attention to it, but felt strange to the owner who was still wearing sunglasses at night.

Fat Tiger's biological clock is very punctual, every night before going to bed will go out to empty the poop, more than 11 o'clock in the evening, the little fat man walked, suddenly ran to the sidewalk side of a tree that looked more pleasing to the eye.

As soon as the fat tiger pouted his buttocks, Ji An knew what good it was going to do, and took out the prepared plastic bag from his pocket.

After a while, the fat tiger solved it smoothly as always, Ji An wrapped his hands in a plastic bag, picked up the strips that still carried the body temperature of the fat tiger, wrapped them and threw them into the nearby trash can.

Turning around, seeing the expressions of the little fists, Ji An said, "Don't you pick up the dogs when you walk on the street?"

In fact, Ji An also picked it up on the street, and in the mountains, the fat tiger could pull it wherever he wanted, just as fertilizer, and the little fat man also specially identified a tree to sprinkle fertilizer.

The little boxers looked at each other, because there is no such hard and fast rule in China that they must be picked up.

Li Yuanjia said: "Doesn't the little brother feel dirty when he picks it up with his hands?"

Ji An rubbed the fat tiger's head: "My own son, what's dirty?"

"Wang~" Fat Tiger seconded, saying that it didn't stink.

Continuing to walk forward, Li Yuanjia turned around: "Liu Su, what do you want? ”

"Oh. Liu Su hurried to follow.

Fat Tiger shook his head in front of him and opened the way, then Ji An, followed by 10 girls, all of whom were his fans. How could he not have a man's vanity? Passing by a bubble tea shop, he saw a few little fists smelling the sweet milk, and couldn't help but look, Ji An simply went to ask for ten cups, one cup per person, even if he didn't drink it, he could warm his hands.

"Little brother, aren't you drinking?" a small fist saw that Ji An's hand was empty and asked.

"I don't like milk tea. Ji An, who had already put on his cat's paws, replied.

In fact, he doesn't like the taste of milk tea, no way, recently made a pot of milk for Victoria's Secret, he himself will take a sip first, and gradually got used to the unique flavor of pot milk, in a vulgar phrase, this is called "national treasure-like treatment".

Along the way, a little fist that had endured for a long time finally couldn't hold it back, took out a pen and paper, stepped forward, and asked Ji An for an autograph.

Ji An knew that he couldn't pretend anymore, so he simply confessed: "It's not that I don't want to sign for you, it's really ...... You've seen it before, it's ugly. ”

"What's the matter, it's obviously very stylish. ”

"Yes, those who say ugly don't know how to appreciate it. ”

"Xueba, don't be modest. ”

Ji An smiled bitterly: "I'm really not a top student, I barely graduated from high school, not to mention skipping grades, it's almost ...... to repeat a grade."

"Won't it?"

"How is that possible? How can I work at the base after graduating from high school?"

Ji An: "My parents worked at the base, so I entered through the back door, and I am still a temporary worker. ”

Little Fist: "This ......"

Recently, reporters are picking up his black material, Ji An knew that his academic qualifications would be exposed sooner or later, so he simply confessed together: "I have never studied abroad, nor have I skipped a grade, God knows what is going on some time ago, and I myself became a scholar for some reason."

Heaven and earth conscience, have any of you broken the head teacher's legs?"

The little boxers were curious to ask what was going on, Ji An thought that he had blown himself up today, so he simply blew it up completely, and then "showed off" his glorious history in high school.

"You don't know, on the day I went back to school for the last time after graduation, knowing that I had a dog at the zoo, our homeroom teacher said to me, 'Do a good job, the job of walking dogs is very suitable for you. ’”

Tearing off the aura of the school bully, the distance between the "little brother" and the little boxers was shortened, and as Ji An said more and more, his original vague image gradually became clear in Liu Su's mind.

In the laughter of the little fists, Li Yuanjia turned around: "Liu Su, what's the matter with you?

Liu Su returned to his soul again and followed.

"Little brother, what's the matter with the Internet saying that you are proficient in English, French, and Arabic? They all said that they had seen it with their own eyes, so it can't be fake, right?"

Ji An: "This is true, it does know a little." ”

Xiao Fist: "Isn't this still a top student? Where is the fake? 211 School graduates are proficient in English, which is good." ”

Ji An: "If you don't have a diploma, it's all fake, and you can't be considered a scholar." That's what my mom thinks anyway. ”

At 11:45 p.m., 11 people came to the central square, due to the dense crowd, not wanting the fat tiger to be stepped on, Ji An put the turtle armor bag to his chest, and stuffed the fat tiger face outward, just to see the fireworks.

The little fat man saw that Ji An's face was on his head, and he raised his dog's head.

Ji An dodged while covering it with his hand, and scolded with a smile: "Go, don't lick it around." ”

Hu Ai's unkind gaze bumped into Liu Sufa's gaze and looked at the fat tiger's gaze.

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