Chapter 104: Targeting (Adding Changes to the Alliance Leader's Apple Pear Toes)

Waking up from the dream, Ah Xiu opened his eyes in a daze, and when he saw the sunlight coming in from the window lattice, he was excited, and immediately turned over and sat up.

What time has it been, why did she sleep so deadly?

Ah Xiu glanced at the wooden bed on the other side of the corner, the quilt on it was neatly folded, and there was Song Tian's figure.

Remembering last night's dream, the time span was too large, and no one called her, so she just fell asleep.

Ah Xiu put on her clothes and went out, just when she saw Chang's serving a bowl of vegetables.

"Wake up, I said I'm going to call you, hurry up and wash up and have breakfast."

Ah Xiu nodded, and felt a little ashamed when she saw that those embroidery girls had come to work.

Cangshan Academy, Song Tian also took a bowl and lined up in the canteen to eat at this time.

The group was chattering and talking, when suddenly Luo Zhenping's voice stopped, indicating that the two looked at each other.

Song Tian and Pang Zi looked at each other in confusion, and saw Hu Ke lined up in the team next door, with no attendants by his side, and his expression looked a little decadent.

People who used to be high-spirited feel unaccustomed to becoming like this at this time.

"Let me tell you, I heard that Brother Hu was almost expelled from school. Yesterday, Hu's father came over, made a special trip to ask the owner for his guilt, and beat Brother Hu in front of him, wrote a letter of guarantee, and then stayed. ”

Hu Ke's secret note has caused panic in the past two days, and all the teachers and children have issued warnings during class, and whoever engages in these worldly vices and misses their studies will have unimaginable consequences.

The owner looked kind, but he didn't expect it to be quite stern.

And I heard that Hu Ke's knowledge is not bad, and he has also entered the first class in the exam, so it is not a problem to be promoted at the end of the year.

It seems that misstudy is a lie, but it can't cause such an atmosphere in the school.

Song Tian is a bit of a pity, the way to make money is blocked.

Several people retracted their gazes, and Luo Zhenping lowered his voice again: "I heard that someone told me about this, Hu Ke definitely can't swallow this breath, I just don't know who is so lacking in virtue that he almost dropped out of school." ”

People who have bet and won money don't think that there is anything wrong with what Hu Ke is doing, but it is a kind of fun to regulate the boring life of the school, and of course, there are also stereotypical and pedantic people, who feel that the scholars go to those vulgar things and cheap industries, which insults the reputation of the scholars.

Therefore, it is very possible to be told secrets in private.

The three of them came out of breakfast and were about to find a place to sit down, when Song Tian didn't know what he kicked under his feet, and his body was unstable and rushed forward.

"Eh, Brother Song, pay attention to your step."

Jiang Boyuan didn't know when he came to him, and stretched out his hand to help him, so that people would not fall to the ground.

"Thank you, Brother Jiang."

Song Tian stabilized his body and looked at the porridge bowl for a while, he didn't pounce, but the porridge in the bowl was sprinkled some.

"Su Yong, you want to find trouble again?"

It was Pang Zimo who spoke, he stared at Su Yong angrily, it was this person who passed by Song Tian just now that something happened, he must have stretched his foot.

"I said, surnamed Su, didn't you write enough in the last review? Don't know enough about it? ”

Luo Zhenping put the bowl down and looked at the man who was also angry.

Su Yong smiled faintly, turned around and saluted Song Tian, "Brother Song, Su has no intention, please don't blame Brother Song, I'll help you get another bowl back." ”

People who are usually arrogant and domineering have also become polite, but no matter how you look at it, it feels like a sign of sanctimony.

Pang Zimo wanted to say something, but stopped Song Tian.

"Brother Su, there's no need for it, remember to pay more attention when walking in the future, it's okay to bump into me, it's not good to bump into other people."

Who wouldn't.

Song Tian didn't care about him, and after taking a seat, he pulled Pang Zimo and asked him to forget it.

Pang Zimo was a little bored, and after sitting down, he apologized: "He is targeting me." ”

He always felt that Song Tian was a burden to himself.

"Don't think about it, it's none of your business."

Pang Zimo was bullied before, mostly from his cowardice, which made him look like a bully.

I will be disliked by others, no matter what it is, a large part of the reason is because of the injury on my face.

In the small circle of the school hall, even if most of the people are teenagers, that kind of class concept has been formed.

On the outside, your identity, status, wealth, determines the class you are in.

Here, the class, the results of the exams, and the level of knowledge are the criteria for class.

It has not been a day or two since Song Tian entered the Chaoxue Zhai, and he is usually praised by his master everywhere, and he has a full grade in the exam, if it was someone else, he would have already become the object of support and pursuit.

But he didn't, and the people in the house were nothing more than smiling at him from their initial indifference, or saying hello when they met from afar.

There are still only Pang Zimo and Luo Zhenping at the beginning, although he doesn't live in the house on weekdays and doesn't have much contact with other classmates, but he secretly heard someone talking about his injury.

To put it bluntly, in fact, everyone is not very optimistic about him, so naturally no one comes to him, and there is a little less respect.

So Su Yong's lack of taking him in his eyes really has little to do with Pang Zimo.

Song Tian thought about it, not wanting to squeeze someone directly next to him, Jiang Boyuan frowned, and said, "You just let him go, aren't you afraid that he will have to make an inch?" ”

Recently, Jiang Boyuan came to his side when he had something to do, Song Tian couldn't figure out this person, so he got out of the way and said: "It's not tolerable yet, I don't want to waste time with those people." ”

"You're pretty open-minded!"

Jiang Boyuan looked at him and saw that Song Tian soaked the oil cake in the porridge, and when Zhang Shou lined up to give him breakfast, he also tried to soak in the porridge like him.

Although Jiang Boyuan and Song Tian were not in the same teaching house, as long as they met in the cafeteria in the morning, they would squeeze together with the three of them.

At this time, Song Hong was left alone.

"Brother Zhang, I can't understand Brother Boyuan, my third brother doesn't feel like he is welcome, why do you have to stick a hot face to someone's cold ass."

Song Hong bit the bun as if inadvertently said, he wanted to see the reaction of the other two, but he got two cold eyes.

"Brother Song, we are also scholars, don't say your vulgar words in these places, they have no level, and they will dirty people's ears."

"yes. Brother Jiang has his own reasons for doing things, your third brother has been admitted to the first class in the exam every time, how can he be an ordinary person. ”

Another person in the house also said.

Jiang Boyuan has been with them for a long time, and often invites them to eat tea and drink, how can Song Hong be compared to the little grace and Xiaohui on weekdays, this person still wants to sow discord, too naΓ―ve.

Song Hong was very knowledgeable, and smiled awkwardly: "It's me who is abrupt." ”

At that time, Song Tian and the others washed the dishes after eating and prepared to return to the church.

Jiang Boyuan still followed, and a few people passed by the bulletin board and found that it was full of people, many students from Class A and Class B were in the list, and Pavilion Master Li was surrounded in the middle, and there were still people asking him for something.

"It's the owner who is grading the papers."

Pang Zimo pulled down the few people beside him and ran over quickly.