Chapter 4: Report to the Teacher, I Have a Bad Temper [3]
Bloody and violent, these two words can best sum up Chixiao's colorful life.
He wrapped one hand around his chest, and gently stroked his chin with the other, thinking about how to make the knife the most suitable for the little deflated three in front of him.
Seeing that he didn't react, Xiao Qisan Hanbo pretended to be unpredictable, didn't hold back the anger in his heart, walked over and pushed him hard.
"Chi Xiao, youβChi Xiao!"
Chixiao's mind was full of how to chop people into pulp, but what he didn't expect was that his weak body couldn't support all his fantasies at all, not only that, but he even fell down as soon as he pushed it, which was quite suspicious of touching porcelain.
I saw that his center of gravity was unstable, and his body fell straight towards the stairs behind him.
"Chi Xiao!" Han Bo had more than enough strength to keep up with the speed at which he fell.
Si Yan, who happened to pass by, galloped over, crossed three steps with long legs, and finally hugged the person into his arms before Chi Xiao's head hit the ground.
"Chi Xiao? Wake up! β
The body was weak and weak, but the heartbeat in the chest was damn energetic, and it was pounding and pounding from the moment he fell headlong into Si Yan's arms.
Chi Xiao secretly scolded a weak chicken, then raised his hand, supported Si Yan's chest and stood up straight, unexpectedly, his heart beat faster, and his cheeks quickly warmed up and reddened, only the voice still belonged to his coldness.
"I'm fine."
But it seems that such a cold hardness is more like wanting to cover up.
Si Yan seemed to be afraid that he would fall, and his hand was still dragging his arm, while carefully protecting his back, he swept his cold eyes towards the group of naughty boys who didn't know the height of the sky.
"You ......"
Si Yan wanted to reprimand this group of students harshly, but unexpectedly, the teacher of the second class next door came over.
"Hey, Teacher Si, it's just a small fight between the students, you don't need to be angry, you're here in our class, right? The students are waiting for you! β
The teacher walked over, raised his hand and patted Si Yan's back, giving Han Bo and the others an angry look, and then pushed people into the classroom, whispering as they walked: "Last time you punished them for running laps in the playground, but they forgot?" The parents of those students went to the principal's office and almost canceled your first-class teacher certificate. Finally, the punishment has passed, and you have taken over as a head teacher, what do you want to do? These boys are more expensive than before, they can't be touched at all, you can control your temper. β
When Chi Xiao was resting in the office, Si Yan took ten minutes between classes to scold these students in the corridor, in the eyes of other teachers, this punishment was enough, as for the push just now, he also saw that it was completely careless.
Pushing Si Yan into the classroom, the teacher turned back.
"A few of you hurry up and go back to write an inspection, you, that classmate Chi Xiao don't take it to heart, hurry up and pack up and go back to class."
Chixiao and Han Bo went back to the classroom of the first class, and in the corridor, someone suddenly burst out laughing.
"Classmate Chi Xiao is still weaker than Jiaohua, but with a light touch, he is about to wither hahaha!"
There is a thick ridicule hidden in this joke, and a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy is compared to a delicate flower, which is simply the biggest insult.
Chixiao didn't have any expression on his face, and returned to the classroom with a pale face.
Just as the second class teacher said 'check', some memory fragments in his mind woke up.