Han Yu sweated profusely, although what they were pursuing was to produce a shocking effect with an arrogant pull to attract those students to join, but Zhuo Bufan, isn't it too much?

Of course, this is not the time to discuss extraordinary responsibility.

Taking a deep breath, Han Yu walked in with a smile, looking at each other with a smile, but in fact, he had already used his spare eyes to take in all the expressions of the students around him.

"Xiao Fan, let him go!" Han Yu said lightly.

Although Zhuo Bufan didn't know why, he still let go of his hand very happily and stood aside honestly. This made the students below surprised again, and they all looked at Han Yu with a look of awe.

There are only black-rimmed glasses, and in the curious gaze, the eyes are still as calm as water.

"It's useless to be a scholar, that's right!" Han Yu sneered, turned around and walked forward.

Mockery, this is a naked mockery.

In the face of the teasing of his companions with black-rimmed glasses, he could bear it, but he didn't know why, Han Yu's disdain made him blush.

He has always been proud of his patience, as if he was taken off piece by piece, put on the ground and trampled into cowardice!

A nameless fire burned in Han Yu's gaze, hitting his chest fiercely, making him stand up involuntarily and say loudly: "Stop!" ”

Zhuo Bufan, who had just walked to the door, stopped for a moment, he carried the broom to his shoulder, his nostrils turned to the sky, and squeezed out a cold snort from his nose: "What are you doing?" Do you want to be beaten too? ”

"I don't talk to people who only use their fists!" The gaze of black-rimmed glasses bypassed Zhuo Bufan, stared at Han Yu coldly, and said, "I just want to ask you, what do you mean by what you said just now that you are useless and are scholars?" ”

The whole class looked at him stupidly, only to feel that their heads didn't seem to be enough. First, the two cleaners ran into their classroom very arrogantly, and beat the most capable guys in their class to the ground with great ease.

And then the always honest, cowardly black-rimmed glasses dared to question these two cleaners loudly? For a while, there was only one sentence in their minds: the world is crazy!

Han Yu was not very surprised to glance at the black-rimmed glasses, when he was looking outside just now, he found that although he was being bullied, his eyes were very calm, and even had a faint mockery, he knew that this was a very self-disciplined person and had the talent to taste courage.

Seeing him stand up at this time, Han Yu still had a smile on his face, and said lightly: "Sometimes, forbearance is a virtue!" But the problems that virtue can't solve, can be easily solved with fists! Everything has a degree, if you can't bear to forget your dignity, forget your bottom line, or even forget that you are a man, then even if you can stay calm, what can you do? ”

"Not everyone who is humiliated under the crotch can become Han Xin. Not every Han Xin must be humiliated by his crotch! If you are humiliated by your crotch and are proud, then let alone Han Xin, you are not even a man! ”

After Han Yu finished speaking, he stopped looking at him, turned around and continued to walk forward. Zhuo Bufan hurriedly followed him, and said with a smug face: "Big brother, that black-rimmed glasses is a talent?" ”

"Not necessarily!" Han Yu glanced back at the door of the class and said softly: "If he can come out, with his will, there is nothing he can do." But on the contrary, if his blood surname has been almost grinded, then ......"

"He dared to stop me just now, he shouldn't be so cowardly, right?" Han Yu lowered his voice and muttered to himself.

In the classroom, black-rimmed glasses silently stared at Han Yu's back, until he was blocked by the wall and couldn't see, he still stared straight, fists, I don't know when he was clenched.

His name is Wang Shuai, and he is not famous in the twelve. It's not that he can't, it's that he doesn't want to. If he wants, then he can easily get the first place in the whole grade.

But he was reluctant to be so showy, and even deliberately controlled his results in the middle of the stream.

In the eyes of those who know him, he is a complete eccentric. Because with his grades, he could have entered a better school, but he took the initiative to choose the twelfth middle school.

This is a kind of pride to the bone marrow of the emotion, all the time, Wang Shuai has used a detached gaze, looking at everything that is happening around him, looking at those peers who continue to humiliate him.

Because he firmly believes that he is better than all these people, and this is the case now, and it will be the same in the future.

However, today, Han Yu's contemptuous eyes and simple words made him feel like he was being seen through and seen through. It also made the forbearance and pride that he had always insisted on all peeled off from his body.

"If no one recognizes my stoicism, then what's the use of me becoming a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle?" Wang Shuai's furrowed brows slowly relaxed, and the calm in his eyes had long been replaced by a tumbling blood surname!

He walked out slowly, and under the horrified gaze of the whole class, he picked up the stool and slammed it on the shoulder of the child shoe who had been let go by Zhuo Bufan.

The poor boy fell to the ground without snorting and fainted.

Throwing the stool in his hand to the ground, Wang Shuai clapped his hands, and his cold gaze swept over the face of his classmates. Usually, his classmates often look at him with a look of contempt and mockery, but at this time, they don't even dare to face him, and they avoid their eyes one after another.

Wang Shuai's heart suddenly gave birth to a condescending feeling, he knew that this was the real overlooking gaze, the feeling of the strong.

His heart moved, and he chased after him quickly.

Han Yu was walking upstairs, when suddenly a shout came from behind: "Wait a minute! ”

Stopping, Han Yu smiled and said, "Something?" ”

"My name is Wang Shuai, I want to know what you do?" Wang Shuai pushed the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose and said loudly.

Han Yu paused, then suddenly smiled: "My name is Heiyi, and I work for the hospital. ”

"Hospital?" Wang Shuai's brows curled slightly, and he said with some disappointment: "You are a doctor?" ”

"The doctor is to save people, I'm sending people to the hospital!" Han Yu said lightly.

Wang Shuai's eyes lit up, and he heard a killing intent from what Han Yu had just said, so he ran out. At this time, seeing that he really guessed correctly, he hurriedly took two steps forward and said, "Then look at me, okay?" ”

"Give me a reason." Han Yu said with a smile.

"I want to get back the blood surname I lost from you and become Han Xin who washes away the shame on my body!" Wang Shuai said loudly.

ps: Hey, hey, brothers, insist on it, my things are basically done, and there will be an update......