Black Star, whose face was still immature, had actually been paying attention to this school bullying in the crowd before, but he just looked at it coldly, with an inexplicable sneer on the corner of his mouth, but he didn't mean to meddle in things.

It wasn't until the bullied teenager stumbled out of the classroom that the teenager Black Star slowly withdrew his gaze, as if thinking about something, and remained silent.

"Hey, Xiaoxing, what are you thinking?" A bespectacled teenager next to the young Blackstar's seat touched Blackstar's arm with his elbow and said strangely, "You've been in a daze since the beginning. ”

The young black star glanced at the eyed young man, and said casually: "Thinking about things, there is a problem that I have been puzzled for a long time. ”

"What's the problem? Let's hear it. The young man with glasses said excitedly, and he was very curious about it.

"I'm wondering, why when that poor creature was bullied just now, there were so many people in the class, but no one came out to speak up?"

The glasses boy's face changed, and his voice was lowered: "Hey, you won't sympathize with that guy, right?" ”

"No, on the contrary, I don't sympathize with him at all, but I think he deserves it." The corners of the young black star's mouth curled slightly, and he said slowly: "If you are bullied, you should simply swing your fist and fight back, otherwise you will definitely leave the impression that the bully is weak and bulliable, in this way, they will intensify their bullying of themselves, and even the bystanders who originally sympathized with you will gradually get used to this, and even join the team of bullying you." ”

"In the long run, it's easy to form a vicious circle...... When your 'bullying' has become an irreversible trend in your own place, even if you have woken up and want to make amends, raise your fists to fight back...... But it was already too late, too late. ”

"The guy who just tripped over didn't have the courage to throw his fist from the beginning, and he was destined to go on in such a vicious circle...... In fact, if just now, he could be tougher and fight back in public...... Even if the scene will be bloody, and even retaliation will be taken later, it is destined to be a short-term pain, but it can be done once and for all, so that those gangsters will not easily provoke him again. ”

"It's a pity that he doesn't understand this truth, heh, of course, most of the bullied people don't understand ......"

"Since you don't pity him......" The eyed boy swallowed: "Then why ......"

"But there shouldn't be too many people who can think like me, right?" The young black star directly interrupted the young man's words, and asked unceremoniously: "There are always guys with a 'sense of justice', right?" Isn't there a single one of the dozens of people in the classroom who sympathizes with him? ”

"If you look at the normal proportion, at least half of the people in the class will stand up and speak up for that 'coward' who doesn't even dare to swing a fist, right?"

"But, not a single one."

The young black star muttered to himself, "Why is that......"

The eyed boy scratched his head and said uncertainly, "Probably because he was afraid of shooting a bird, right?" ”

"After all, you need to face the well-known gangsters in the school, and if you rush forward, you may be secretly retaliated...... You might even become a new target of bullying. ”

"Besides, such an atmosphere, the atmosphere where everyone is watching coldly......"

"Atmosphere?" The young Blackstar carefully chewed on the word that his tablemate inadvertently said: "Is it the atmosphere......"

"Because everyone is 'turning a blind eye' to it, it has become a tacit consensus...... So the other options become unsociable? ”

"Uh...... Maybe? The eyed boy scratched the back of his head and hesitated.

……

At this point, the picture evolves and stops.

Just when Yan Xiuze was a little unclear, the picture turned and he came to a bathroom.

The cowardly boy who had been bullied at first was now lying naked in the bathtub, the water in the bathtub had been dyed red with blood, and under the cowardly boy's severed wrist, the sharp blade in the pool of blood was particularly eye-catching.

Yan Xiuze's heart tightened, he knew that the young man in front of him should be too dead to die anymore.

Next to the washing machine in the bathtub next to it, there seems to be a brown and yellow envelope lying quietly, and I don't know what it contains.

Maybe it's an indictment of someone, or even someone?

Yan Xiuze didn't know.

The screen flows again, back to the same classroom as before.

The classroom is still the same classroom, but now, the atmosphere has become a little heavy.

The young black star leisurely carried his schoolbag, hummed a little song, and slowly stepped into the classroom, ignoring the subtle "atmosphere" in the classroom, and sat straight into his seat.

"Xiaoxing, you know what?" The eyed young man stared at his tablemate, looking a little frightened: "That...... That man ......"

"Who?" Young Blackstar asked casually.

"It's the guy who is often bullied by the yellow hair...... Yesterday it seemed ...... It's like committing suicide......"

"That's right." Young Blackstar replied nonchalantly.

"So? That's all there is to it? The young man with glasses raised his voice and said tremblingly, "Have you figured out the situation!" Dead! ”

"If you really can't face the cruelty of life, sometimes death is not necessarily a solution." The young black star said leisurely: "It's his own choice, isn't it?" ”

"Hey...... Isn't it a bit ...... to say such cool words at this time" The young man with glasses frowned, suddenly looked in the direction of the classroom door, and his body trembled slightly: "He's here." ”

"Huh?" The young Blackstar raised an eyebrow and followed in the direction of the classroom door.

A little thug with dyed yellow hair walked in from the doorway, and his face was blue and purple, as if he had fought with someone, and even walked with a limp.

Looking at this situation, it should be that the battle was not won.

This person is the yellow hair who bullied the suicide boy the most before.

The moment he stepped into the classroom, the eyes of the whole class were focused on him, and these students, who usually didn't dare to look up at the yellow hair, all stared at him with a scrutinizing gaze at this time.

Huang Mao seemed to anticipate this situation, and instead of glaring back as fiercely as before, he silently returned to his back seat and did it.

Boom –

The chair, which was supposed to be very strong, fell apart immediately, and the unsuspecting yellow hair fell down solidly.

The students, who had been waiting for this moment, seemed to be finally satisfied, and even began to denounce Huang Mao in a sparse voice: "Murderer! ”

"Get out!"

"I still have the face to come to school!"

"Murderer!"

The original fragmentary sounds quickly converged into a huge wave that could not be ignored, surrounding the somewhat overwhelmed Huang Mao!