Fighting?

Gu Zhixia heard the voice, and like everyone, he stretched out his head curiously and looked over.

But there were so many people joining in the fun, she could only see piles of people walking towards the end of the aisle.

"Wow, what's wrong?"

Li Tongrao next to him didn't dare to be interested in these things, but he was also shocked by this kind of battle.

Jiang Wanfeng was quite calm, just glanced there, and said in a tone that didn't approve very much: "It is estimated that there are those troublemakers again, there is a fight in the men's toilet, don't pay attention to it, the teaching director is estimated to be there soon."

If this kind of thing is put on hold, it will be forgotten.

But today is the monthly exam, who can have a light on their faces if they make such a fuss?

Jiang Wanfeng had a hunch that the people involved in this incident had nothing good to eat.

Gu Zhixia listened to the words of the two of them quietly, but his eyes were looking at the place where the crowd was flocking.

She had seen a lot of this battle in junior high school, and she could even say that she was used to it, but she didn't know why, but today, when she saw this scene, she had a faint feeling of uneasiness in her heart.

After a moment of silence, Gu Zhixia took a sip of water, suspecting that he had stayed up all night and was sick.

But how could she know that her self-consolation had no effect, and a classmate from their class suddenly walked over, stopped Jiang Wanfeng's shoulder and said, "Why are you stunned here, don't you go and see?"

"What's there to see," Jiang Wanfeng replied indifferently.

The man laughed, "I heard that there was a fight between the ninth class."

Jiang Wanfeng paused, and suddenly raised her eyebrows, "Han Yue?"

As soon as the voice fell, Gu Zhixia's body next to him stiffened, and he looked at the person holding Jiang Wanfeng's shoulder.

The boy didn't notice it, but nodded in an extremely natural evening breeze to the river.

"Aang—"

"Not really"

Before Jiang Wanfeng could hear her words clearly, she saw Gu Zhixia, who was originally standing next to him, suddenly put down her things and rushed forward.

"Huh-"

"Gu Zhixia!"

Li Tong looked at Gu Zhixia's back in surprise, his face full of doubts.

She's in such a hurry, what are she going to do?

Not only was she confused, but Jiang Wanfeng was also the same.

The light-colored pupils were slightly stunned for a moment, thinking of something, and suddenly took something too, and said to the boy next to him: "Go and see"

He knew that Gu Zhixia and Han Yue knew each other.

Last time in the infirmary, he could even strongly feel the unusual relationship between the two, but this surprised him and made him feel a little unpleasant in his heart.

What is the relationship that will hear his name and rush over desperately?

A guess surfaced in Jiang Wanfeng's heart, but he didn't dare to conclude.

I could only carry a somewhat depressed mood, follow the direction the girl left, and walk that way.

*

Toilet.

Han Yue's school uniform jacket was covered in blood.

A cold white face was full of coldness and anger. He stared at the powerless boy who had been suppressed by him, his dark eyes, and the danger was terrifying.

The surroundings were full of people, some watching the excitement, some were fighting, and some were sighing beside them, with mocking faces.

"What's going on?"

"I don't know, but haven't Liu Ke and Han Yue in the third class always been at odds with each other? I heard that last time it was because of Han Yue, he didn't get out of bed for two months after being beaten, and it is said that he specially hired a professional sanda coach to teach him to fight."

"I guess this is the result of the test."

"Ahh

"Silly B, it's not good to get along with anyone, you have to carry this one?"