Chapter 10: Roommates Empathize with Farewell (2)
The person concerned, Ye Sibai, was not worried, and his expression was calm. Ye Sibai knew that the little roommate with facial paralysis who was in love with him would definitely take action.
Sure enough, Fu Qi's long arms stretched out, protecting Ye Sibai like protecting a chick, and his cold eyes swept towards Cheng Jingze.
The next moment, Fu Qi was stunned.
This, this face...
It's as if that person...
Déjà vu eyebrows, déjà vu eyes...
The memories that had been sealed for many years poured into Fu Qi's mind like a flood, so that she was stunned in place, looking at the immature young boy in front of her a little sluggishly.
"Cheng Shao, it was this kid yesterday who illegally owned a gun." The yellow-haired boy pointed at Fu Qi angrily, causing him to change his pants yesterday!
Cheng Jingze looked at Fu Qi strangely: he was black, his eyes were dull, and he looked quite handsome.
Cheng Jingze raised his little handsome face and said mockingly: "Yo, is this kid stunned?" ”
Ye Sibai also noticed Fu Qi's strange appearance, glanced at her sideways, and found that his roommate with facial paralysis looked at Cheng Jingze with "squinting", and Ye Sibai felt uncomfortable for a moment.
This little facial paralysis, in front of a peerless handsome guy, is a nymphomaniac to other men?!
Cheng Jingze beckoned, ordered the dozen or so young people behind him, and said, "Call me!" Slapped in the face! ”
More than a dozen senior students rushed up, Fu Qi was still in a daze, Ye Sibai angrily dragged Fu Qi back behind him, his ankles turned, and he was about to raise his foot to kick someone-
The Great War is imminent!
At the last moment, the door of the gymnasium was slammed open, and the principal rushed in with a group of murderous security guards: "Stop! Private fighting is forbidden in the emperor! Get out of here to the principal's office! ”
The yellow-haired boy wailed, secretly unlucky, he actually forgot that it was Lin Yue's class in physical education!
Physical education teacher Lin Yue has a close relationship with the principal, and messing with him is equivalent to messing with the principal.
Cheng Jingze's face turned pale instantly, and Fu Qi was still looking at Cheng Jingze in a daze...
The principal of the Imperial High School is surnamed Han, and he is the principal personally appointed by His Majesty the Emperor. The principal is over 30 years old, and he is still single, tall, and a former veteran.
Principal Han is upright, even if the student is a prince and princess, he treats them equally. The students were extremely afraid of him in private, and gave him the nickname "Han Tiezhu".
Principal Han waved his hand, and a large group of security guards rushed in and took the troublesome students away.
The noisy gymnasium finally quieted down.
Teacher Lin wiped the sweat from his forehead and said gratefully to Principal Han, "Thank you, if there is a real fight, I don't know what to do." ”
Principal Han patted him on the shoulder, and his laughter was heroic and gentle: "Don't worry, with me, you don't have to go to class, go back first." ”
Teacher Lin smiled shyly: "Got it, you go home early in the evening." ”
......
Principal's Office.
Principal Han, who was upright, sat on the office chair with a serious face.
There were two troublemakers standing opposite: Cheng Jingze and Ye Sibai.
Principal Han's eyes were like sharp knives, scraping the faces of these two people, and a mobile phone flicked over: "Call your parents and ask them to come to the principal's office to pick up people." ”
Cheng Jingze's face was as pale as paper, although he was a little bully in school, he had a very strict family education.
It's a famous family, if the bullying of classmates reaches the ears of his father, he will inevitably have a family meal when he goes back...
"If you have the courage to fight, don't you have the courage to call your parents?" Principal Han sneered and said to Ye Sibai next to him, "You, call the parents." ”
Ye Sibai looked calm, neither humble nor arrogant: "I'm sorry, I'm an orphan." ”