Duchamp was outside the window, listening to Jo's intermittent and hysterical whispering like a baby, and Bangbang's incessant head touching the bed, and he couldn't help but take a breath.

He never thought that a momentary venting would cause such serious mental damage to Joe.

He stretched out his head, put his head on his cheek in annoyance, thinking about the current situation, and suddenly changed from the assumption of the victim to the real perpetrator, which was too far from the scene he expected.

Little Red Guy, you're too intimidating! He thought to himself, annoyed.

Duchamp retracted into the balcony and began to think about where this situation had begun to go offline.

Looking back seriously, at the beginning of hearing Liermu talk about the 'scandal' about him made up by Joe, Duchamp was not only angry, but also wanted to take revenge on this group of pretentious classmates, so he decided to make Joe make a big fool of himself at the beginning to relieve the sullenness in his heart.

Duchamp silently wrote down in his heart that this was mistake one: being angry with a group of children, too immature.

Secondly, his understanding of the world is still not detached from the concept of 'game' cognition, incorrectly assessing Joe's strength and mental capacity. If you switch your identities and change Duchamp, who just left home to go to college in the future, suddenly met such a person on campus and treated yourself like this. What do you estimate your response?

Maybe you were too scared to take care of yourself on the spot. Duchamp thought silently, and the sin in his heart deepened.

Now it's at school, surrounded by a group of half-grown kids with an average combat strength of just over ten levels. And what have you been doing lately? Pretend to be Superman and scare the child, pretend to be cool and try to steal the limelight!

"Could it be that after my age has been reduced, my own emotional intelligence has also changed from an adult who has lived for more than 20 years on earth to an adolescent half-grown child?" Duchamp reasoned silently to this point, and couldn't help but snort.

There was a faint noise under the corner, and he looked out to see that there were three people in the corner looking up sneaky.

In the direction, one hand was put on the edge of the balcony, turned it gently, and landed steadily, before he had time to observe the surroundings, he saw a person squatting next to him, and waved his hand at him "Hi".

Fang almost screamed, and he pushed his voice back down his throat with all his might, nearly choking on saliva.

"Why are you here?" Fang asked in surprise.

"Think about the philosophy of life." Duchamp replied in a deep voice.

Even in the dark night, Fang still glared at Du Shang fiercely and asked softly, "How is that kid?" ”

Duchamp said melancholy: "Tricky! Worried! ”

Fang asked, "Did you do it to him?" ”

Duchamp shook his head violently.

"What the hell is going on then?"

Duchamp said dejectedly: "That kid has really become a psychopath. ”

Fang's mouth suddenly opened to fit an apple, and like Duchamp, it was petrified.

Long.

The two people who were squatting under the corner of the wall, seeing that Fang didn't stretch out his hand to pull them up, couldn't help but call lightly: "Fang! What is the situation above. ”

Fang stuck out his head and flipped off the balcony. Immediately after, another person flipped over.

The four men looked at each other. Dietrie waved his hand, signaling to find a good place to talk first.

There is a small forest next to the school infirmary, and the four King Kongs of the 305 dormitory are collectively squatting under the tree and looking up at the starry sky.

Long.

Learmour suddenly broke the silence and asked, "How do you know he's having a psychotic seizure?" ”

Du Shangleng paused for a moment and said, "How can a normal person do such an outrageous thing, don't you feel pain in your head?" Could he have noticed that I was peeping and deliberately doing it to me? ”

Liermu smiled confidently: "If it's just a performance of this level, it's likely that there is another reason, and I have no place to be ashamed, so I just ran to the infirmary to find a safe haven." ”

"Really?" Duchamp's eyes widened.

Learmor clasped his hands, raised his head at a 45-degree angle to look up at the sky, stopped talking, and glanced at Duchamp out of the corner of his eye.

Duchamp gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, closed his eyes and said painfully: "Okay, you are amazing, you are the eldest brother, please tell me the truth." ”

Lear Muwan smiled, couldn't help but be proud of his IQ, and said: "One word is certain, I will tell you the truth, from now on, you have to call me big brother wherever you go." He patted Duchamp on the shoulder again and said, "Young man, you can't be so arrogant in doing things in the future, you should bow your head or bow your head." ”

Suddenly, Learmu's shoulder was patted, he turned his head, Fang stared at him, with a threatening look in his eyes, and asked word by word: "In our dormitory, you can also be a big brother?!" ”

When Learmor heard this, he hurried to see Dietrie's face, and under the dim street lamp, he saw that Dieter was expressionless, and his eyes showed that I did not participate in your casual thinking. Liermu hurriedly said: "Of course, the boss is Dietrie, and I will be the second boss." ”

Fang grabbed Limmu's little arm violently, gritted his teeth and said, "What did you say?" ”

Seeing that the building was crooked, Duchamp said anxiously: "Don't talk about these useless things first, quickly tell me what happened to Qiao's house?" ”

Leum and Fang turned their heads together, Learmu patted Duchamp's shoulder again, and said, "No matter how we fight, you are the fourth, come, junior, give my brother a leg first." ”

Duchamp was completely out of breath, fell to the ground and rolled on the ground in a helpless posture, looking up to the sky and roaring: "You are all the bosses, I am the younger brother, this is all right, wow, yes, yes." "The sound shook and scared away a flock of sleeping birds in the trees.

When Li Ermu and Fang Wenyan heard the words, they laughed proudly together, and put the shelf on the shelf first.

Dietrie was on the side, urging impatiently: "Okay, the score is enough, let's talk about what happened to Joe's kid." ”

Learmu coughed and was about to shake off his burden, when suddenly a man in front of him came over, saw their figures, and shouted, "Who is over there, Dietrie, Learmu, Fang, Stellary, is that you?" "But it's not the class leader.

Lilmuch said, "Eric, why are you here?" ”

Eric said angrily, "I went to see your dormitory, and there was no one, so I hurried to the school infirmary to check, and when I walked here, I heard Styry's strange scream." ”

Duchamp felt a hair, it turned out that there were really a lot of smart people.

Eric looked at them and asked reproachfully, "What are you doing here?" Isn't it because you want to do it to Joe again? ”

Duchamp didn't bother to pay attention to him, squatting on the ground and drawing circles. Liermu stood up, kicked Duchamp quietly, and then said, "How is it possible, I am thinking about how to make Joe's state a little better, so that I can also help Duchamp get away with it." ”

Duchamp squatted on the ground and said in a muffled voice: "I'm exempt from the crime, let's think about what to do with the madman upstairs, when I went to see it just now, he had already hit a big bag on his head." ”