Song Baojun suddenly felt a little inferior, and said with a faint smile: "It's nothing, classmates just want to help each other." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Xie Qilu is too much, although I am humble and weak, I must not be afraid of power, dare to fight against evil forces, and I must ruthlessly stop their unhealthy tendencies. By the way, are you really okay?"

After all, he can't get rid of his obscene nature, and he quietly puts gold on his face.

Ye Jingchun recovered his natural and said with a worried face: "Classmate Song Baojun, I really didn't find you so brave before." I'm used to being bullied by Xie Qilu, but you must be careful in the future. They're reckless. ”

She knew that Song Baojun was a hard-working baby, and there was no other possibility than to be repaired.

Song Baojun patted his chest and smiled: "It's okay, the soldiers will come to block it, and the water will cover it, even if they are arrogant, they won't want my life." Don't be afraid, Xie Qilu is just a fierce and introverted person, she only dares to bully the weak, and she will shrink when she encounters someone stronger than her...... Uh, no, no, anyway, it means to bully the soft and fear the hard. You see that I was pretending to be more fierce just now, and they were afraid. In the future, if you want anyone to provoke you again, just tell me that there is nothing unequal about my Song Baojun in this entire Chazhou City. ”

Ye Jingchun couldn't help but smile, Song Baojun's words were very different from the image he had always shown, and there was nothing to do with it.

Pale face, thin figure, weak arms, powerless hands, but a righteous and awe-inspiring expression on his face.

Ye Jingchun suddenly found that he had a feeling on him that he had been longing for so much - a sense of security!

This sudden sense of security made Ye Jingchun's heart accelerate slightly, and he said softly: "Thank you, Song Baojun." ”

"You're welcome, you should help your classmates!"

"Then I'll go back first, you have to be careful. Ye Jingchun waved his hand, walked out of the door, and turned back and said, "By the way, you refuted Teacher Jiang's appearance in class today, huh...... Very handsome!"

"Really?" Song Baojun smirked for a while before following out. The canteen was full of people, and Ye Jingchun's shadow could no longer be found.

Well, let's eat well.

This guy would have just honestly lined up at the back of the line, and by the time it was his turn, there weren't many good meals. Today, his mind was unusually calm, and seeing that the window for cooking was crowded, he first stood by and observed for a while.

I saw a boy in the team who seemed to have practiced the superior martial arts of "Eighteen Drops in Clothes" drilling flexibly in the crowd, crowding people on their backs, ready to insert to the front. Everyone complained, but in such an environment, no one would take the initiative to say anything.

Song Baojun said secretly: "Good guy, it's you." ”

He hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed the boy by the collar, and shouted: "Hey! Classmates! Pay attention to public morality! Don't cut in line! Go to the back and line up immediately!"

"Hey, what are you doing, what are you doing!" the boy quickly ripped his hand away.

Everyone turned around one after another, and when they saw someone coming forward, they also became hostile, and they all discussed: "This person is really, just thinking about cutting in line, he is too unqualified, and he doesn't know how to get into the university." ”

"That's it, I've seen him cut in line these days, it's really immoral!"

The boy forced himself to distinguish between them, "Who said I was going to cut the line? I just came over to see the dishes!"

Song Baojun found that everyone's attention had been concentrated, and his face immediately showed a color of righteousness and strictness, his eyes were full of self-sacrificing light, and he pointed at the boy and said loudly: "Classmate, it's not okay to be like you! You must know the truth of stealing needles when you are young and stealing gold when you are big, and if you don't have a good attitude now, you will not only be able to get along with yourself in the future, but you will also smear your parents' faces, and even our Chazhou University will be dishonored!"

He said seriously, and another person also shouted: "Which department does this kid belong to? He dared to cut the line and insert it into Lao Tzu's head, see if I don't clean you up!"

Seeing that he had provoked the anger of the public, the boy didn't dare to make a mistake, and immediately rushed out of the crowd with a lunch box.

In the midst of everyone's laughter, Song Baojun was already standing unconsciously in the position where the boy had inserted before, only three positions away from the dining window. As the saying goes, "Leave your clothes and go, and hide your merit and fame"!

looked at the team behind him that couldn't be seen at a glance, and couldn't help wiping a handful of sweat, and secretly thought: "Those who do good deeds without leaving a name, except for Lei Feng and me." ”

He easily cooked eight taels of rice, and was just about to walk outside, when a voice stopped him: "Hey, isn't that a class of Ah Jun? Ah Jun, come here, I have something to ask you." ”

At the window table sat four boys, students in the second class of the second year of the Chinese Department of Ancient Literature, smiling very obscenely and strangely.

There are two classes in the major of ancient literature, with more than 30 students in each class, and the two classes often communicate with each other, and the dormitories are also connected together, so everyone knows each other. Song Baojun is timid and stupid, and everyone knows it.

The voice that stopped him was William Chen, a boy in the second class who likes to play very much, famous for his "poisonous tongue", and takes pleasure in complaining about others, and a fat girl was sarcastic by him with bitter language to tears on the spot.

In everyone's opinion, Song Baojun is also an excellent target for complaining.

William Chen seemed to hug his shoulders affectionately, sat down forcefully, and said with a smile: "Hey, don't be in a hurry to go, we really have something to look for you." ”

"What, what's the matter? I, I haven't eaten yet, do you want to, why don't you wait until the evening?" Song Baojun stammered, looking extremely frightened.

William Chen looked at the white rice box in his hand that didn't contain any dishes, and said with a smile: "What's the hurry, let's talk about it first, I won't be hungry to death for a while." Uh, I heard that the romance between you and the school girl Yuan Shuang was rumored a few days ago, is this true?"

When Song Baojun heard Yuan Shuang's name, his heart suddenly surged with unspeakable pain, his face turned pale and ugly, and he almost stopped breathing.

It was a lonely and ridiculous failure in his life, and an extremely attentive relationship. From acquaintance to being played with, but in just three days, the contrast is extraordinarily dramatic, like heaven falling into hell. Even the most psychologically hardened love saint is unbearable, let alone his ridiculous otaku with blank feelings.

The initial pain was that he fell into severe shock for three days and three nights, resulting in the triggering of 32 personalities. Who can imagine this pain?

Song Baojun gritted his teeth and said secretly: "It turned out to be this stubble, since you want to touch Lao Tzu's moldy head, you can't complain about me." ”

There are four dishes on the table, namely stewed pork ribs with winter melon, stir-fried shredded pork with green peppers, simmered pig's trotters with tomatoes, and braised pork belly with cucumbers.

Song Baojun's eyes rolled, and he thought about it, so he reluctantly smiled: "Yes, yes! ”