Zhao Gangyi didn't know what happened to Yu Xiaowei, if he let Zhao Gangyi know that his kick made Yu Xiaowei enjoy so many wonderful things, Zhao Gangyi definitely didn't mind staying there for a while, pressing Yu Xiaowei's body, and letting him enjoy it for a while.

Rumble.

That's when it happened.

A thunderclap rang out in the sky.

After a day of accumulated rain, it finally poured down.

Ding dong.

End of exam.

This afternoon's exam is over.

The pouring rain seemed to wash away the scorching heat of the summer.

Zhao Gangyi stood in the rain and did not rush to find a place to hide.

Zhao Gangyi has loved rain since he was a child.

This thing seems to be very literary, but Zhao Gangyi has paid the price of at least twenty or more high fevers for this.

Zhao Gangyi was not a great person when he was a child, and he was even worse than many ordinary people.

Zhao Gangyi practiced martial arts when he was a child, although many people don't say it, but Zhao Gangyi knows that in the eyes of many ancient martial arts people, he is indeed not suitable for martial arts.

At that time, Zhao Gangyi didn't care, his own Lao Tzu was powerful, if there was anything, his Lao Tzu would protect himself and help him.

Until he entered the hunter school, Zhao Gangyi felt that he was just an ordinary person with a better memory and a scholar in the future.

Only, in the hunter school.

On that rainy night.

Zhao Gangyi bumped into a person.

A person who can say that Zhao Gangyi needs to be grateful for this life and will never forget it for the rest of his life.

That person is a teacher at the Hunter School.

is the one in Liang Zi's mouth.

On that night.

Once again, he was ridiculed for failing martial arts.

Alone and disheartened.

Then the sky seemed to feel its mood, and it slowly began to rain.

The rain was as heavy then as it is today.

Zhao Gangyi raised his head and let the rain hit his face, his eyes were open, wide open, and the rain fell directly into Zhao Gangyi's eyes, but he couldn't make Zhao Gangyi blink.

"That year, that day, that night."

The corners of Zhao Gangyi's mouth hooked up a smile.

"If I hadn't seen you, how would I be where I am today?"

Zhao Gangyi shook his head with a smile.

It seemed to shake the shadow with the silver earrings out of his mind.

The rain hit the face.

The number of people next to him gradually increased.

Some people are running quickly with umbrellas, maybe there are their parents waiting for them outside the campus, some people are three or two together, smiling and talking about something with each other, and some people are just holding umbrellas and walking slowly, or with a sad face, or just smiling.

The wind was getting stronger.

The rain became more intense.

The blow on the face is not as gentle as before, and it even makes people feel a little painful.

Zhao Gangyi smiled, put his hands in his pockets, and walked forward slowly, step by step, but the bone copper plate in Zhao Gangyi's clothes exuded a faint and warm light.

The seemingly ordinary copper plate, on such a rainy day, seemed to have turned into a piece of white jade.

Of course, at this time, Zhao Gangyi couldn't see these at all, he was just walking, that's all.

That's when it happened.

A hand was on Zhao Gangyi's head.

Zhao Gangyi couldn't help but want to laugh.

Since ancient times, no matter what novel or bloody script, it is a woman who is drenched in the rain, and then a man holds an umbrella for a woman like a piece of sky, so that it seems to be Lang Man, but today he is letting others hold an umbrella for himself, which is really a bit Lang wasted such a rainy day.

"Brother Steel."

An elegant voice came from the side.

Zhao Gangyi turned his head, not surprised, and said with a smile, "Xiaobei, how did you do in the exam?" ”

"The test was okay."

Chen Xiaobei nodded, tilted his head to look at Zhao Gangyi, and said, "Brother Gangyi, why are you raining?" Don't have an umbrella with you? ”

"Nope."

Zhao Gangyi shook his head and said, "I haven't brought an umbrella a few times in my life, and I don't think I will bring it in the future, haha." ”

"When you didn't bring an umbrella, just tell me, I'll send you an umbrella." Chen Xiaobei smiled and took out a pack of tissues from his pocket and handed it to Zhao Gangyi.

Zhao Gangyi smiled, picked up a tissue to wipe the rain off his face, and the two walked outside the school together.

At this time, at the door of the school toilet of the second middle school.

A filthy man was standing in the doorway with a furious face.

"Bastards, bastards, where are you all dead!!"

Yu Xiaowei's face was flushed, his eyes were very wide, and the rain in the sky was very heavy, but it didn't seem to be able to extinguish Yu Xiaowei's anger.

"We, let's go buy water for Brother Xiaowei!"

A follower said innocently.

"Die!"

Yu Xiaowei kicked directly at the follower, knocking the follower to the ground, "Are you all eating?" ”

As soon as the word eating was mentioned, Yu Xiaowei's face suddenly changed, and then he vomited to the side Of course, at this time, Yu Xiaowei couldn't vomit anything, so he could only vomit some stomach acid.

And a few people standing next to Yu Xiaowei looked at Yu Xiaowei's current situation and the stench of Yu Xiaowei's body, and couldn't help but take a small step back.

"Isn't it true that there are so many of you, and none of you have seen the person who kicked me just now?" Yu Xiaowei asked angrily.

"No, no!"

Another attendant said hesitantly.

"Let's eat all the!"

Yu Xiaowei kicked out again, and the follower fell to the ground.

The tragedy of being a follower is here.

When there is a good thing, the follower may be able to follow the light, but if something bad happens, the first bad luck must be the root, and even the follower will become a tool to vent anger.

Therefore, there are risks associated with followers, and you need to be cautious with others.

Poor Yu Xiaowei, without knowing who was plotting against him, decisively enjoyed a beautiful meal in the toilet of No. 2 Middle School.

Of course, for those things, if there are friends who are eating and affecting your appetite, it is really Yu Xiaowei's fault.

Zhao Gangyi caught a cold again.

This is the thirty-first cold Zhao Gangyi has had after being exposed to the rain.

Of course, not every cold in the rain, and not every cold is a fever.

Zhao Gangyi had a fever.

"How?"

Huang Lingling took a towel, wrung the water, looked at Zhao Gangyi with concern, and said, "How old are you, and you are still in the rain with people!" ”

"Hey, hey."

Zhao Gangyi smiled strongly, no matter how strong a person is, he is weak in the face of illness.

Zhao Gangyi is no exception.

Now Zhao Gangyi only feels sore, weak, and his head hurts very much, and he has two shadows when he looks at people.

"39 degrees!"

Huang Lingling was holding a thermometer, and the reproachful look on her face became heavier, "Look, it's burning so badly!" ”

"I'm sorry, Sister Lingling."

Zhao Gangyi smiled apologetically and said, "I'm going to trouble you again." ”

"I'm your sister, why are you telling me this?" Huang Lingling looked at Zhao Gangyi distressedly, put a piece of ice towel on Zhao Gangyi's forehead, and said, "You don't even know how to take care of yourself, you are so stupid." ”