Bai Hao went back, and went directly to the third class to find Xiao Manning.

At this time, the lunch break had already begun, and the third shift was silent, and I saw a person breaking in directly, and he was still a figure that no one dared to stop.

Bai Hao found Xiao Manning's position, slapped it on the table with one hand, and looked at the person in the seat condescendingly, "I warn you, don't touch her, from now on." ”

He bit the words very hard, Xiao Manning's face turned pale, and then he smiled, "What are you talking about?" I don't understand. ”

Bai Bai squinted, and a rare trace of fierceness flashed in his unwavering eyes, "Don't let me say it a second time, otherwise I'll ......"

After that, he kicked the table in front of him violently, and the table leg hit Xiao Manning's leg, she didn't dare to say anything, and when she saw people leaving, she gritted her teeth with a pair of red eyes and hatred, "Zhao Ke!" ”

……

In the quiet classroom, there was the sound of chalk flying on the blackboard, Zhao Ke stood on the stool, and the sunset outside the window sprinkled a lingering glow in the unmanned classroom.

Before school, Xu Wen, a member of the propaganda committee, came to Zhao Ke and asked her to help fill the board newspaper.

Ni Qingyue was frightened and scared for an afternoon because of the noon incident, so Zhao Ke planned to send her back, but the matter of the board report was delayed again.

The sound of the tip of the pen falling on the page stopped abruptly, and after Ni Qingyue and Zhao Ke spoke, they got up and left the classroom to go to the bathroom.

The footsteps were far away, and the classroom where Zhao Ke was left alone was quiet again.

It was a strong spring wind, and with a loud "bang", the classroom door was slammed shut.

Zhao Ke couldn't help but be taken aback, she subconsciously turned around, and a person appeared in the empty classroom......

……

Bai Hao, who was still lying on the court, turned around and jumped up to throw the ball, and a series of actions flowed smoothly, causing the girls around to watch the ball to scream again and again, and he was the most eye-catching focus of the audience.

At halftime, Bai Hao and Xu Jisheng walked under the basketball hoop to drink water.

Even during the break, Xu Jisheng did not forget to secretly send autumn waves to the girls' pile.

After attracting an uproar, Xu Jisheng retracted his gaze with satisfaction, and he said to Bai Hao, "Yes, you are going back in three points today." ”

Bai Hao still ignored his joke, glanced sideways at the tenth-class classroom that was still lit upstairs, and raised his hand to look at his watch, it was already seven o'clock.

He turned his head and said to Xu Jisheng, and went upstairs.

In the distance, the door to the Class 10 classroom was closed.

Walking to the closed door, Bai Bai suddenly stopped.

There were some unusual sounds coming from inside the door, faintly male voices, like a conversation between two people, and from time to time there were arguments.

At this time, I ran into Ni Qingyue who came out of the bathroom.

Seeing Bai Hao, Ni Qingyue was stunned for a moment, and Bai Hao asked her, "What about Zhao Keren?" ”

Ni Qingyue pointed to the classroom, "It's inside." ”

"Who else but the two of you?"

"It's gone."

The sound of argument inside the door amplified.

Bai Hao knocked on the door, but there was no movement for a moment, but no one came to open the door.

Sensing something was wrong, he kicked the door.

In the middle of the night, footsteps approached the door, and then the door was opened.

It's Zhang Jiyang.

Bai Hao's brows furrowed deeply, and he said in a deep voice, "Why are you here?" ”

Zhang Jiyang raised his eyebrows, leaning against the door frame, and after seeing the anger on his white face inadvertently, he suddenly realized that things had become interesting, "It's just to greet our transfer students." ”

The tone is frivolous, and the corners of his mouth are still smiling ill-intentioned.

There was a faint suppressed anger in his white eyes, although Zhang Jiyang couldn't get used to his usual arrogant and domineering style, but now he didn't want to make enemies with him.

He was about to leave, but when he heard a voice behind him, he slowed down quietly.

"Don't come to her again in the future, or you'll ......"

Hearing this, Zhang Jiyang sneered coldly, and his footsteps did not stop, but it was a pity that this level of admonition really had no deterrent effect on him.

Until the man left, Zhao Ke felt an unbearable stench echoing in the air, like a moth-eaten and moldy cake, like a bright exterior and rotten evil fruit inside.

Suddenly, a chill rose from the inside out.