Chixiao was not stupid at all, he left the classroom with Si Yan, and followed him to the teacher's office after turning a corner.

Si Yan held a bunch of materials and the completed test papers in his hand, and when he saw him coming, he didn't say anything, and moved the chair next to him back a little.

"Sit."

Chixiao was unceremonious, and sat down with his ass, his upper body straight.

Seeing that he was really nervous, Si Yan raised his hand and patted him on the back.

"Although the classmates made a bit of trouble today, they didn't mean to hurt others, don't take it to heart."

"Nope." Chixiao refused almost immediately, and said in an indifferent voice, "I have a bad temper. ”

Whoever stabs himself must just stab back head-on, this is the backbone that a sword should have!

What's more, he is still an ancient god soldier.

Si Yan smiled awkwardly, Chi Xiao has always been bullied because he was too weak, but now his patience has finally reached the limit and he has begun to fight back?

He thought about it for a moment, and it wasn't bad.

Chi Xiao's character is too easy to be bullied, and if he doesn't learn to resist, it will be difficult to survive in society in the future.

He took out two test papers from the drawer, one was the exam in class a week after the start of school, and the other was the final exam paper of the previous semester.

Si Yan's fingers lightly tapped the tabletop, recalling the soul of Chi Xiao flying away.

"Can you tell the teacher about your grades?"

Chixiao followed the answer in his heart: "Nervous." ”

Although his smooth voice couldn't hear the slightest nervousness, Si Yan didn't doubt his answer, a good student like him who doesn't make trouble or cause trouble also needs someone to worry about, according to the information provided by his previous head teacher, Chi Xiao's biggest problem is that he is nervous in the front, the results of the small exam are against the sky, and the big exam is so nervous that he doesn't know how to put down the pen.

Si Yan took out a bunch of psychological information books for coping with pre-exam syndrome from the drawer, thinking that it was really not easy to be a class teacher, and all the students were not worried.

After reading the book for a class, the mobile phone ringtone indicated that there was a Chinese class of other classes in the next class, and he took the textbook again and got up.

I wanted to tell Chi Xiao a few words, but when I saw that this good student who was eager to use his meal time to endorse books on weekdays was sleeping next to him, he didn't call him, maybe his body hadn't recovered yet.

Si Yan got up and was about to leave, but he was dragged by the hem of his clothes at the moment when he passed by Chi Xiao.

"How?"

Chixiao looked up, but saw Si Yan standing beside him bent over slightly, with a warm smile like a spring breeze on his face, and a scarlet fire slowly sank.

He stiffened his hand back, gesticulating several times in front of him, and pointing at his back like a stuck scrap robot.

Blessed to his heart, Si Yan actually saw through his thoughts, and raised his hand again to pat his back.

"Rest well."

Then he left.

Chixiao stiffly clubbed on the stool, and he didn't come to his senses for a long time, and the heat from the man's palm warmed his body that had been soaked in the cold pool for thousands of years. resemble

After a long time of reflection, he walked out of the office with a red face like a drunken little old man.

Refreshing!

It was only a few minutes before the person who found fault came.

Han Bo led a group of men to block him at the corner of the stairs.

"Chi Xiao, you're really shameless, how old are you still playing the trick of making a small report?"

Chixiao squinted and glared at him, his eyes sharp and sharp: "Find fault? ”

System Jun had already felt the murderous aura from the ancient gods, and hurriedly drew a cross on his chest, and said as if chanting: "Civilized society, bloody violence is prohibited. ”