chapter026 I know I'm stunning, but I'm low-key.

The sensor light rattled and struggled for a few seconds before going out.

The scene was plunged into darkness for a moment.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Song Jiu seized the opportunity to shuttle through a few people and run forward.

"Boss, she, she seems to have run away!"

"Catch her!"

Song Jiu really felt that wearing a book to be this little transparent was in vain, which little transparent was being chased by the school bully day by day?

This school building is old, full of old walls and wooden windows. According to relevant sources, this is the site of a house left over from the Republic of China, and it was almost turned into an old site attraction.

Even the stairs in a few places were painted crimson with wooden planks that creaked on them.

A girl with dreadlocks in the back threw her schoolbag away, "Bang Bang", and happened to hit the wall at the end of the corridor one step ahead of Song Jiu.

A large piece of the red paint wall skin, which was not strong in the first place, peeled off in an instant.

Song Jiu finally leaned backwards against the wall, watching in amazement as more than a dozen people slowly approached.

"You run, you're pretty good at running!"

"Ability."

To say that you are not afraid is that it is false. Song Jiu watched with bated breath as those people came over.

The pigtailed girl grabbed one of her arms, Song Jiu struggled a few times and didn't break free, when she was pushed over by everyone, someone kicked her in the back, Song Jiu's legs were weak, she fell, and her kneecaps hurt on the floor.

Several people grinned and snatched her schoolbag and threw all the books inside and scattered them all over the ground.

Sun Yingyu was standing in front of her, watching condescendingly, as if Song Jiu was in her palm, and she couldn't escape no matter what.

Song Jiu's gentle expression was no longer there, and his eyes were a little red when he stared at Sun Yingyu's upper, but he couldn't hold back his tears.

"Hahahaha-you're not ...... yet"

Song Jiu stood up violently with her hands, shook off the few people who grabbed her behind her, like a prey on the verge of being forced to make a final counterattack, she suddenly got up and rushed forward, turning and crashing into Sun Yingyu.

"Bang".

She slammed into Sun Yingyu solidly, and the two fell to the ground together.

Sun Yingyu leaned back from a standing position and was padded underneath.

For the first time, Song Jiu knew what it was like to have a human flesh mat to protect wrestling.

There was no specific pain, and I was dizzy, but it was quite comfortable.

When Sun Yingyu flew out, she was so shocked that she tilted her head sideways, so a red mark was knocked out on the side of her head, and her hair was also scratched messily.

"......" Sun Yingyu was almost speechless when he was knocked out, and snorted.

A few people in the back stared at this spectacular scene in a daze and didn't know what to do, standing there helplessly, motionless, as if they had pressed the pause button.

"Oh my god, Song Jiu, you're fucking stupid, aren't you?!"

Sun Yingyu was so numb that his brain was almost unconscious, and he finally recovered his strength.

This roar woke everyone present, and the air began to flow again.

Several people pushed Song Jiu away, grabbed Sun Yingyu's arm and helped her up.

"Boss, how are you?"

"It's okay, this one looks weird on his head."

Sun Yingyu leaned on his waist and rubbed the red mark on his head, moving his muscles and bones.

squatted down again and pinched Song Jiu's mandible, and sneered: "Long ability to endure it, do you know how to fight back?" ”

Song Jiu gritted his teeth slightly and looked at her expressionlessly.

"What kind of eyes are you?"

Sun Yingyu shook off her face, and motioned for several people to surround her.

Song Jiu sat on the ground, hugging his knees and curling up, his eyes closed, thinking that he was about to usher in a heart-rending "war".

The pigtailed girl's fist was aimed at her, but it didn't fall. After a loud noise, there was silence.

Song Jiu reopened his eyes.

Under the bright moonlight, the water droplets from the air conditioning drain outside the window fell quietly.

The cool breeze blew away the sticky/greasy stuffiness that had frozen in the air before.

Shen Jiaheng hooked his wrist and parted the fist.

Around, several boys were holding their stomachs and half-lying and didn't dare to move, and their faces were all stained.

The rest of the girls cowered and hid on the side of the handrail of the stairs.

A wrinkle appeared on the corner of Sun Yingyu's clothes, and he looked at this side with a tentative and unwilling gaze.

Song Jiu looked at him a little blankly, still maintaining the original posture of self-defense, and didn't dare to move.

Is this man a ghost? Suddenly, he walked silently.

Shen Jiaheng leaned over slightly, looked at her, snapped his fingers in front of her eyes, and laughed: "What's wrong?" Don't you know me? ”

Song Jiu blinked, but still didn't move.

The girl's eyes were large and round, and the red blood in her eyes had not yet dissipated, and they were glowing with a wet sheen.

Shen Jiaheng touched the tip of his nose: "It seems that you miss me too much, and your days are like years?" ”

“…………”

Song Jiu glanced at him and saw that his black plate was a little softly blurred by the light.

"Get up."

When the thin and thin palm touched her shoulder, Song Jiu was like a frightened rabbit, and subconsciously moved away in a panic.

"I—I'll just get up on my own."

The outstretched hand stagnated in the air for a short fraction of a second, and soon withdrew it, Shen Jiaheng patted some dust stains on his hand, hooked the corners of his lips, and seemed to sneer: "Okay." ”

Song Jiu supported the floor with one hand and stood up vigorously with the other, tidying up the hem of his clothes that was a little messy.

Shen Jiaheng raised her eyebrows and looked at her, and then looked at Sun Yingyu, who was holding her breath on the other side and looked like she was looking for an entry point to speak, a little incredulous.

"Did you fight?"

"Hmm."

"Beaten?"

"Hmm."

Song Jiu bent down and rubbed his knees, and replied simply.

She frowned slightly, isn't it obvious that this is the case, so why do you still ask, do you want to say a few more words to increase your presence?

Shen Jiaheng made a thumbs-up gesture to her: "Awesome, it's worthy of being my little tablemate, they are all so good!" ”

Song Jiu was confused for a few seconds.

Then, it was clear. Sun Yingyu was holding her head there, but there was still a little blood oozing out from the bottom, and she looked at her with resentment and unwillingness, wishing that she could be eaten alive on the spot.

And except for her momentum being a little weak and her clothes being a little messy and wrinkled, she didn't look injured at all on the surface, as if she was intact from her hair to her toes.

She pursed her lips and didn't say anything.

Sun Yingyu only slowly approached a little closer at this time: "Hey! Who are you, you! Let's settle personal grievances and deal with your? ”

In terms of momentum, you can't lose in the first place, Sun Yingyu held his waist and asked again: "Have you never heard of my name?" How dare you rob someone under my hands! ”

Shen Jiaheng smiled casually, with mockery, frivolity, and ridicule in his eyes: "Then haven't you seen me fight?" ”

This is said lightly, but there is a very realistic deterrent effect.

What Sun Yingyu wanted to say seemed to be stuck in her throat and couldn't say it, and after a long time, she forgot what she was going to say just now.

After thinking about it, the posture of this person when he was fighting came back to his eyes.

Fast, accurate, ruthless. Crisp and clean.

It's like a specially practiced.,It's easy to make the other party feel pain without any force.,It's so calm that it's even expressionless.。 Picking up people is like picking cabbage.

The peach blossom eyes of this life are warm and lazy, but the heart is so cold that it is not forgiving.

Sun Yingyu retreated a few steps back with a slight scruple.

Her little action was looked at by Shen Jiaheng, and she sneered casually: "Don't worry, I don't hit girls." ”

After the group of people fled as if they were frightened, Shen Jiaheng had already picked up the last exercise book on the ground and put it in Song Jiu's hand.

"In the future, a person should be careful, but don't be bullied again." He dusted off the corners of his coat and smiled in his words, "No matter how bad it is, just say my name." ”

Song Jiu packed up his bookbag and stood up, and responded: "Hmm." ”

Shen Jiaheng followed behind her, he had long legs and big steps, and after a while, he walked side by side with Song Jiu: "I said little tablemate, I saved you, you didn't say a word of thanks?" ”

Song Jiu subconsciously really only said one sentence: "Thank you." ”

waited until he reacted, and then added: "Thank you, thank you." ”

"No thanks." didn't care about her last sentence, Shen Jiaheng replied smoothly.

Song Jiu remembered the look of fear and worry that flashed in Sun Yuyu's eyes when he looked at him before, and asked, "You...... Why are you so powerful. ”

Shen Jiaheng yawned, "I'm already amazing, but you didn't find it before." ”

Song Jiu didn't say anything, just went down the stairs.

Shen Jiaheng replied solemnly: "Actually, I used to fight with Bi Chu and practiced. ”

He seemed to say this deliberately, and when he said it, he deliberately glanced at Song Jiu's expression change.

The girl's head suddenly lifted a little, and a fleeting light flashed in her eyes.

coincidentally was captured by Shen Jiaheng. The corners of his lips rose slightly.

After being quiet for a few seconds, Song Jiu suddenly took the initiative to ask, "Do you know Bi Chu?" ”

Shen Jiaheng: "That's right. ”

Song Jiu reacted in hindsight, didn't she see them playing together before? Why is it that when it comes to things about him, I don't seem to have enough brains and slow to react.

She also pretended to be calm.

Shen Jiaheng suddenly walked in front of her, blocking the way in front of her.

The boy was tall and long-legged, and it was dark in front of her.

Song Jiu subconsciously raised his head, and saw him smiling with his lips hooked indiscriminately, his peach blossom eyes slightly curved, and he was full of evil. Song Jiu rubbed the goosebumps that were about to appear on his arms.

He blushed his words lightly and said unhurriedly: "Do you think Bi Chu or Bi Chu, who is better-looking?" ”

"Of course it'......"

Song Jiu almost blurted out, but he slowed down in time, thinking that he had just saved himself, but now it didn't seem to be very good to hit his self-confidence so mercilessly.

Especially now this person still has such a narcissistic look on his face that almost marks "I know I am stunning, but I am very low-key".

Song Jiu suddenly felt that it seemed a little too cruel to extinguish his self-confidence fire like this.

Song Jiuwen swallowed: "...... Can I choose not to answer? ”

Shen Jiaheng replied coldly: "No." ”

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[Shen Jiaheng: So who do I like, I'm also desperate?

Bi Chu: I'm more desperate, okay, what's going on? Isn't this kind of scene supposed to let me out?? Don't you love me anymore TvT]