Chapter 25: Tragic Memory
"Tsk, the thought of having a dead man in our class makes me feel sick."
"Not really! I wonder if I want to apply for a shift? ”
"Also, who doesn't like this dead bend man, he actually likes our class grass, he really has the guts!"
Everyone talked about it, and they sneered at Leng Yitong in all kinds of ways.
"Enough!" Zhou Shushu couldn't stand it, and said angrily: "Yitong is not a bent man!" ”
"Zhou Shushu, what qualifications do you have to defend him?" One of the classmates said mockingly, "Aren't you a crooked man yourself?" ”
Zhou Shushu's heart trembled, as if he had been said to be a weakness, and his eyes were slightly red.
"Haha, a crooked man is a crooked man, and when someone says it, he will cry his nose, it's really more girl than a girl."
Bang!
As soon as he finished speaking, a crisp slap sounded, and the audience fell silent.
"Apologize." Leng Yitong didn't know when, standing in front of this female classmate who insulted Zhou Shushu, her eyes were as cold as a knife.
"Cold ......"
Syllable!
Another slap in the face.
Leng Yitong looked indifferent, without frowning during the whole process, and the classmates in the class were dumbfounded.
They didn't expect that Leng Yitong, who was originally weak and introverted, would be so ruthless, and it would be a slap in the face.
"Apologies!"
Leng Yitong's voice, low and firm, knocked heavily on the heart of this classmate like a stone.
This female classmate looked dazed, her eyes were red, and she was so aggrieved that she was about to cry.
"Leng Yitong, don't go too far!" A male classmate couldn't see it, and immediately stood up and shouted: "Isn't it ...... to actually beat someone?"
Before he finished speaking, Leng Yitong threw a cold look over, and he was instantly speechless.
His words were like a stalk in his throat, and he couldn't spit it out, as if he was strangled by that sharp look at his throat.
Syllable!
Another slap in the face.
The female classmate's face has been fanned and swollen.
The surrounding classmates were also blinded by Leng Yitong's ruthlessness.
"Apologies!!"
or these two sonorous words, which hit the hearts of female classmates fiercely.
"Wow!!" She finally burst into tears. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!!"
She said sorry three times in succession, as if delayed.
"Xiaoshu, are you satisfied?" Leng Yitong squinted his eyes and said lightly.
Zhou Shushu came back to his senses and nodded hurriedly, for fear that Leng Yitong would not agree with him, and continued to slap this female classmate.
"From today onwards, I don't want to hear anyone say that Xiaoshu is not." Leng Yitong's gaze swept over everyone's hearts, constantly stimulating the nerves of these people. "Otherwise...... I will not be so gentle with you again. ”
Everyone's hearts trembled!
This is still gentle, and it will fan people to cry, and the fan is swollen!
When fanning, without blinking, the hand rises and falls, all in one go.
If it's gentleness, then what isn't?
Zhou Shushu looked at Leng Yitong excitedly.
At this moment, he could feel Leng Yitong's maintenance of him.
He has lived for so many years, and in addition to being bullied a lot, he has never tried the feeling of being so strongly maintained.
This feeling is really refreshing!
"Little tree." Suddenly, Leng Yitong looked over with a smile.
Alas? Zhou Shushu looked at her blankly.
"Don't look at me with such fiery eyes." Leng Yitong pulled the corners of his lips and teased: "I thought you were going to promise me." ”
Being teased by him like this, Zhou Shushu's cheeks instantly turned crimson, and he hurriedly lowered his head.