Chapter 131: Campus Gangsters (11)

"Xi Zaiyu," Zhong Yue leaned against the tree and repeated the name, flicking the cigarette ash that didn't fall from the cigarette between his fingers, "It was rumored that he transferred to another school because he made someone else's belly bigger?" ā€

"That rumor?" Zhou Jian thought of this, and he was still a little inexplicably pitiful Xi Zaiyu, although he did do a lot of unobtrusive things before, but as the fuse, this one was really wronged.

"It seems that someone happened to see a girl who was very close to him in and out of the gynecology department, and heard her call to say that she wanted to have a baby, and turned around and gossiped at school, and it became this version, and the kid was probably angry, and he beat the rumor to the hospital, and annoyed the old man of the Xi family before throwing him over."

Zhou Jian looked at Zhong Yue a few times, thinking of the rumor that the little gangster was studying hard in order to chase the student president in the school recently, and felt that this rumor was really credible in comparison.

The two of them have known each other since they were children, Zhong Yue's personality was not obvious before, and he has looked more and more bastard in recent years, but he can feel that he is becoming more and more unscrupulous, not because of his indulgence, but because he is too indifferent.

A kind of indifference that is boring and monotonous and no longer nostalgic.

Fortunately, this feeling has become weaker and weaker recently, and he looks like he is restraining his behavior, but he is a little more angry than when he acted arbitrarily before, and he is more like a living person.

Well, after all, I'm only a teenager.

Extinguishing the cigarette that had reached the end of his hand, Zhou Jian casually threw the cigarette butt to the garbage basket on the side, glanced at the teaching building not far away, and turned his head to look at Zhong Yue, "You skipped class again today, aren't you afraid that the good image you have accumulated for so many days will fall short again?" ā€

Zhong Yue glanced in the direction he had just looked, and from the middle of the bushes he could see the window he was about to see, he nodded and replied simply.

"I'm afraid.".

Jing Hao took a class and didn't wait for the person who should come to class next to her, but when she looked back, she found that there was no one in Zhou Jian's position, and she was turning her head to look at Fan Lin's position, and she bumped into the person who was waiting for her to come over, and heard a crisp and loud snort with full disdain.

The look on his face was the same as that of the revolutionary soldiers before the inauguration, and he swore that he would not betray any news.

She looked down at the time when she was circled, October 24th, it happened to be the day when Zhong Yue was pushed off the high platform in the group battle after being influenced, and it was only two days before now, and the people who came to class on time every day recently chose to be absent at this time.

The right eyelid jumped twice quickly, stood up quietly and walked outside, but after going down the stairs on the second floor, he met Zhou Jian who came up, who was obviously stunned, and then slowly pulled out a "sure enough" smile.

"Ah Yue is waiting for you to come and find him." He pointed in the direction, briefly pointed out how to go, stagger two steps, and then turned back to stop Jinghao.

"Although out of brotherhood, I will build yƬ you hurry up and find that kid, he bumped into you and Xi Zaiyu walking together quite intimately yesterday, and very sensibly knocked over the vinegar jar, so sour that the whole person is losing his temper, but he has to hold on to his face and want you to coax."

"But out of the psychology of single people who don't want to be afraid of showing affection, I will build yƬ you to dry that kid first, he has a new person who can be held on the tip of his heart, and recently he has been so proud that his tail is going to shake to the sky, and he shows off you to us a hundred and ten times a day, and my ears are calloused.5./books/11/11895/

Nine turns of Jindan. ā€

Zhou Jian said sincerely, the expression on his face was pure single jealousy, and he couldn't wait to hold a torch and shout to burn it.

"How long has Zhong Yue been thinking about this?" Jing Hao looked at Zhou Jian's somewhat surprised look for an instant, and confirmed his guess even more, "Is he afraid that I won't go to him, or is he afraid that I will be angry that he didn't come to class?" ā€

The small calculation was clearly seen, and Zhou Jian didn't think to cover it up more, "I'm afraid there are both," he looked at Jing Hao, and suddenly felt that the vision that these two people had a fate was really good, "How do you know that Zhong Yue came up with what he said just now?" ā€

Even when he listened to Zhong Yue's retelling, he only felt numb and didn't feel wrong.

"He's not going to show off to you a hundred times a day," Jing Hao replied firmly, "I guess, he wants to do it, but he doesn't think he really will." ā€

"Rather than showing off, he will hide by himself and look closely."

She had long felt that Zhong Yue had been observing her intentionally or unintentionally, but he deliberately put that observation to the point that it would not disturb people, so she didn't bother to shout out.

There will be more than one group fight that may make Zhong Yue have an accident, instead of staring at him and not letting him fight, it is better to let him pay attention to himself, always have worries and concerns, and do less dangerous things.

It is better to treat the symptoms than the root cause.

Jing Hao was thinking about things, and at the same time, he followed Zhou Jian's route and saw the man leaning on the trunk of a tree and smoking, a brilliant flower blooming just right above his head, fragrant and splendid, a good time in season.

Zhong Yue spit out a smoke ring and looked at the person one step away, and was waiting for her to come and coax him as he had asked Zhou Jian to pass on the words before, when he saw her frowning slightly, and actually turned around to turn around and leave without hesitation like when they met for the first time, and then pronounced his name in a cold tone without emotion.

"Xi Jing is good!"

The movements of his hands were completely faster than his thoughts, and he directly dragged the person not far away, holding her slender arm with both hands and pressing the person against the rather thick trunk, firmly within his range.

With his movements, a branch of a tree that was in full bloom shook off many petals that were blooming, and fluttered with the trend of the autumn wind.

"When you see me, you turn around and leave, what, do you want to go back and say my name again?"

Zhong Yue's original jealousy and awkwardness of two or three points were forced by her to rise a few points, staring at the person in front of her, and when she opened her mouth and didn't know what to say, she lowered her head and blocked her lips without warning.

You are not allowed to speak, except to coax him, you are not allowed to say anything to refute him!

It's just that this action has just been done, and Jing Hao, who was forcibly kissed, didn't have time to react, and the culprit seemed to be startled by his own actions, and suddenly took a big step back, and was caught off guard by the roots of the tree under his feet, and sat down on the ground fiercely.

Jing couldn't find what to say for a while, and silently took back the hand that was half outstretched.

Zhong Yue, who hadn't fallen much after being able to walk steadily, obviously didn't expect that he would suddenly lose face in such a situation, sitting on the ground with wide eyes in disbelief, and after being reminded of the reality at the moment by the unambiguous sting from his buttocks, his first reaction was to quickly turn his face away and exclude her from sight.

It's clear that he is covering his ears and stealing the bell.

Jing Hao was so troubled by him that she couldn't cry or laugh, but even the mood and atmosphere of thinking about what happened to him just now disappeared without a trace, she squatted down and looked at the person who didn't move after she turned her face, and couldn't help but be a little worried, "Are you okay, you should still be able to stand up?" ā€