Narrator: Yin Piaoxu

I think about what happened last Saturday, when it was almost dark, about half past eight.

Since most of the students went home on Saturday, the campus was obviously empty, not to mention that it was time for everyone to chat together after dinner, and I, because I was in a bad mood, walked around the campus alone.

Brother Wang Yang also went home, and even if our relationship is good and our genders are different, I will keep my distance, so as not to cause more people to gossip.

I was alone, from the perimeter of the dormitory building, to the playground, to the garden, and unconsciously to the garden path on the side of the classroom dormitory.

Suddenly, I saw Bald Ban pulling a little sister who looked like a freshman of high school into his dorm.

He is a single teacher at the school, and he still lives in the old bungalow, a single dormitory.

I heard that the laboratory building will be demolished soon.

As soon as the sky went down, I couldn't see it very clearly.

To determine what had happened, I crept up and hid under a large cluster of honeysuckle under the window of the house, trying to find out what was going on.

I heard the elementary school girl: "Hmm...... Woo...... Woo help...... Hmmm......"

I was taken aback. Murder?! He, how dare he?

I was nervous with sweaty palms, my heart was beating faster, and I couldn't breathe.

What should I do, what should I do?

Alarm? Looking for another teacher? Looking for classmates? Rush out and beat him up?

At this time, I heard the bald class say again: "...... It's okay, don't be afraid...... I won't hurt your ......."

What's the situation?

"Woo...... I'm scared! ”

"Do you want to go back?"

"I ......"

"This necklace is beautiful, isn't it? In the future, there will be clothes, bags ......"

“…… Me, I...... Forget it! ”

"What? Why don't you say it when you spend my money? The bald man was visibly angry, "Come here, sit on my lap......"

I didn't seem to understand what was going on, but his "sit on my lap" almost knocked me down.

Me: "......"

He...... He...... He...... He...... He......

I've never eaten pork, and I've heard of pigs. Besides, I'm a junior in high school, so I can think of what's going on.

My eyes are about to pop out, my heart is about to pop out.

Oh my God, this pervert!

What should I do? Call someone, but in case he catches me too...... Again...... The situation is critical......

"I'm not feeling well today!" The timid voice of that little sister.

"How?" Impatient voices.

"I have a period ......"

"I'm really good at picking time! I just love fighting bloody, though...... Hold my neck and don't make me say it a second time! ”

Actually, I'm trying to think about what it means to "fight bloodily." Isn't it tragic? It sounds like an Anti-Japanese War movie......

“…… Don't ......"

“…… What not to ......"

"Necklace, I don't want your necklace anymore......"

“…… If you don't want it, you don't want it? Pretending to be pure? ”

This pervert!

I took a deep breath, crept forward, knocked the door, and kicked again.

"Who?" Bald Ban's voice asked.

I didn't dare to make a sound, so I quickly hid again.

The door opened, and Bald Man poked out his bald head.

My speed is very fast, he shouldn't have seen me, behind the honeysuckle, I didn't dare to move, worried why didn't that elementary school girl escape?

I felt Bald's gaze glaring fiercely at my hiding place, and it shot like a knife.

And, his footsteps are getting closer!

My heart couldn't help shrinking, my hand was touching, I touched a red brick, I held it tightly, as long as he came, I would find a time to shoot him!

I've got it all figured out!

However, fortunately, there was twilight as a barrier for me, and the elementary school girl in his dormitory took the opportunity to escape.

"Stop!" He returned and shouted at the fleeing figure, but his voice did not dare to be amplified.

This time, my heart relaxed.

That elementary school girl is safe, and I'm safe.

While he wasn't looking, I snuck away. Moreover, from a few days of observation, I found that he seemed to be suspicious of me, or he never cared about me before, and in the past few days, he asked questions every day, and he wanted to find out.

But he wasn't sure it was me. Otherwise, he wouldn't have just scolded me a few times and faced the wall.

Well, it's better to be careful!

Niu Huihui said that her cousin was still in school last Saturday, but for some unknown reason, she couldn't come home to school on Sunday.

When I asked her what the reason was, she said she just didn't want to study anymore and was in a hurry!

Her cousin? No wonder it's a bit good-looking.

Looks like you've been to our dorm once.

She's pretty, but she's squirming and pinching...... Yes, very materialistic. A freshman in high school, dressed very maturely, and I heard that her family is not doing well......

I thought of hearing "necklaces", "clothes" and "bags" that day...... Perhaps, it was her material pursuit that would have happened.

Girls, you must protect yourself!

This is what my dear dad used to say to me. So, he taught me boxing.

But should I tell Niu Huihui about that? Do you want? I keep asking myself.

We can't let that pervert get away with it and make waves again! That kind of person......

No, you have to think of a way......

But what can I do to quietly pull out the bald pervert and keep it a secret, which day I see it?

In the morning, on the way to the classroom, I kept thinking about it.

How...... Wait a minute...... Who... Calling me?

"Hey, ...... ahead," a rough mine voice came from behind him.

Hear me, stinky boy. I've practiced the roar of a lion. My eardrums, the eardrums of the whole school!

I replied angrily: "...... Hey, what's the matter? ”

He was about to say something, but I turned around and shouted. He froze and stared at me. Then he said: "Gong Jingyang, don't call for feeding." ”

"What?"

"My name is Gong Jingyang!" He stated again.

"I'm sorry, I don't call for hello, please respect me in the future. ok？ ”

I am very "sorry" and "kind" to remind him.

“…… OK" He muttered for a long time, and finally said this. This is the only sentence he has said since I met him that I am still satisfied with...... Human words.

"What's the matter?" I asked deliberately very coldly.

"Did you write that?" He passed me a note and said.

"What......" I opened and looked, "Ahh......hhhhh

This, this, this...... Oh my God!

This is a good thing that the immoral ghost did. Why do it in my name?

"Is it really yours?" He asked playfully.

"Ah...... Hmmm...... "Wait for me to react and get my voice back." I loudly denied it: "No! ”

This is a frame for me behind my back.

I looked at the handwriting, hoping to find something in it.

But I really miss my handwriting.

Before I found the "real culprit", it seems that I couldn't wash it away by jumping into the Yellow River.