Dongfang Wu's hand shook slightly, and the body in his hand slid along the ground to Chen Feng's feet. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Chen Feng looked at his subordinates who were moaning in pain under his feet, his face was twisted, and his throat was rolling, "You guy......" rushed towards Dongfang Wu, and his subordinates also swarmed up. These people are all taller than Dongfang Wu, Dongfang Wu dodged flexibly in their punches and feet, and when he saw the right time, he struck, and every time he shot right to the point, the person who received his punch immediately rolled up and shrank on the ground. Chen Feng was the biggest among them, and after receiving two punches from Dongfang Wu, he slowly slid down against the corner of the wall.

Dongfang Wu swept the people on the ground indifferently, his eyes stopped on Nangong Ming and Jiang Chao by the wall for two seconds, turned his head and walked towards the toilet, and after a while, the boy with earrings and necklaces on his shoulders walked out of the toilet, and Nangong Ming heard a few screams of girls outside.

At this time, there was the sound of the toilet flushing in the compartment, someone opened the door of the compartment and walked out, Nangong Ming heard the footsteps and walked towards him, and when he looked up, it was Shen Jielian, it turned out that he had been in the toilet cubicle.

Shen Jielian kicked at the unconscious Chen Feng, squatted in front of Nangong Ming and Jiang Chao, and asked softly, "Can you still get up?" ”

Nangong Ming nodded. Jiang Chao has been protected by Nangong Ming and is basically uninjured, looking at Nangong Ming with teary eyes.

Shen Jielian helped Nangong Ming and said, "We have to hurry up, those brainless muscle blocks from the Discipline Department are coming over soon." ”

"Dongfang Wu was called back by you?" Nangong asked Mingming.

"Sorry, it's a little late."

"It's me who is too weak." Nangong Ming said in a low voice, as if talking to himself.

There was only one young female trainee teacher in the infirmary, and everyone else was on standby on the sports field.

As soon as the female teacher saw Nangong Ming's face, she knew what was going on, she stammered in fright, took a pen and wrote on the paper and said, "If you fight, you have to report it to the school." At this time, a hand gently removed the pen from the female teacher's hand, the female teacher was startled, looked up, and Shen Jielian looked at her with a smile. The female teacher blushed, looked at her hands, and asked, "Classmate Jie Lian, is your stomach uncomfortable?" ”

"Thanks to Xiao Lin's medicine, I've gotten a little better." Shen Jielian said, he pointed to Nangong Ming and said: "My friend accidentally rolled down the stairs, Xiao Lin knows, rolled from the fifth floor to the first floor, that's why he was injured like this, it's not a fight." ”

"Oh my God!" Xiao Lin covered her mouth and screamed in a low voice, "But ......"

"Really." Shen Jie practiced clasping his hands together to make a gesture of please.

"Okay, okay, since it's Jie Lian who said it." Xiao Lin tore up the paper she had just written.

Shen Jielian turned his head and showed a smug smile at the two, Nangong Ming and Jiang Chao looked at Xiao Lin, and then at Shen Jielian, with suspicious eyes.

Shen Jielian was speechless, [Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. 】

Xiao Lin walked towards Nangong Ming from behind the table and checked Nangong Ming's injuries, which were not very serious. When Xiao Lin was treating Nangong Ming's wounds, Jiang Chao pulled the corner of Shen Jielian's clothes, Shen Jielian turned around, Jiang Chao pointed out the door, and the two opened the door of the infirmary and went out.

Not long after, probably Nangong Ming's wound was also treated, Shen Jielian and Jiang Chao walked in from the outside, Jiang Chao cautiously leaned his back against the wall, looking at his toes, Shen Jielian walked up to Nangong Ming with a big grin, took out a gilding post, handed it to Nangong Ming, and said, "Jiang Chao asked me to give this to you." The voice was so loud that Jiang Chao behind him wanted to find a crack in the ground immediately.

Nangong Ming was stunned for a moment, took the post and opened it, and the top of the post was written in a beautiful font:

"Birthday prom invitation."

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When Nangong Ming was sent by his aunt to the vegetable market to get oil, he was still thinking about Jiang Chao's invitation. Aunt Meiyan saw the injury on Nangong Ming's face last night, and the first thing she asked was, "Do you need parents to go to school?" When Nangong Ming replied that she didn't need it, Aunt Meiyan breathed a sigh of relief, as long as she didn't delay the card game she had agreed on, Nangong Ming stabbed her and had no opinion.

【Birthday Dance...... A wealthy birthday ball, not even a decent dress......]

Nangong Ming looked down at himself and sighed weakly. The invitation is still lying neatly in the English textbook of Nangong's famous schoolbag.

[It's shabby to go, and when the time comes, it's embarrassing, or just excuse yourself? ] 】

Nangong Ming thought of Jiang Chao's girl-like expression, and it was estimated that he was also inviting someone for the first time, and it seemed that he had mustered up great courage.

Why are there so many rich people? 】

Nangong Ming thought about it carefully, there were a few people in his school who were not rich, and there were few who had no money, and they were all study maniacs who were admitted with scholarships. Although Nangong Ming was admitted to this good school and paid all the scholarships he received, he would be like this, neither high nor low, neither rich nor low, his grades were not good enough, he lived between the cracks, and he had to fight with his aunt every day.

[Mourning ......]

Nangong Ming felt very sad today, he kept sighing, he couldn't even stand it, and when he came back to his senses, he had arrived at the entrance of the vegetable market.

The vegetable market is as lively and crowded as ever, mixed with fish and dragons, sewage on the ground is flowing sideways, and now it is noon, the sun is scorching, the stench is rising, people and flies are crowded together, people just want to escape, so every time Aunt Meiyan wants to buy something at noon, she must let Nangong Ming go.

A chill splashed on Nangong Ming's neck, and Nangong turned his head and saw Yu Tianxia smiling at himself behind two large basins of dishes to be washed.

Yu Tianxia is the adopted daughter of a restaurant owner, who broke her right leg when she fell down the stairs when she was a child, and has not healed since then, and now she walks to save a limp. Nangong Ming met Yu Tianxia a few times when she was a child, when her leg was already lame, and at that time, she was the same as now, sitting by the faucet at the back door of the restaurant all day long washing endless dishes and chopsticks.

Nangong Ming couldn't remember how he met her in the first place, but when he moved to his aunt's house and was called to the vegetable market for the first time, the two met their eyes very tacitly and recognized each other in the crowd. It's hard to believe that after all these years, both of them still remember each other's names.

"Sent to buy something again?" Yu Tianxia shook her wet hands and brushed the hair on her forehead behind her ears, her smile was as bright as the sunlight shining directly on her sweaty face.

Nangong Ming has always felt that if Tianxia's feet were not lame, if she didn't have that pale red birthmark in the corner of her eyes, if she was born in an ordinary family, then she must be a girl who is pursued by thousands of boys now, she is so cheerful, beautiful, loves to laugh, and shows her neat and white teeth when she smiles. But life interrupted his thoughts, where is the reality so many ifs!

That's right, what's the matter, Tian Xia is Tian Xia, a girl who secretly reads the Book of Poetry and is literate and has never gone to school, no matter what she becomes, she is the Tian Xia that Nangong Ming knows.

"Yes!" Nangong Ming patted the oil drum in his hand.

"I'll tell you," Tian Xia God patted the pocket of his coat mysteriously, and Nangong knew that it contained a booklet bought from a second-hand bookstore. She said: "I recited another song of national style today. ”

"Come on, I'm working on it too!" Nangong Ming's fingers made a movement of tapping on the keyboard, Tian Xia understood it, smiled brightly, and was afraid that his mouth would open too much, so he shyly blocked it with his hand.

Suddenly, Nangong Ming's back of the neck was stabbed by something, and he shrank his head suddenly, turned around, and looked around for the source of the pain.

"What's wrong?" Tian Xia asked worriedly.

Nangong Ming looked around in the crowd, and in the darkness of the far corner, there was a figure.

Male, blonde tracksuit, loose hood to cover his face, his hands on the wall with his chest crossed, and hidden with Nangong Ming's gaze.