He still didn't speak, and the boy didn't want to be bored, and he didn't have a seat after waiting for several minutes, so he wanted to have some fun, "Did I write the group assignment I asked you to write for me last week?" ”

Another boy in white also accosted: "And mine, the teacher has already urged it, if you can't write it, we'll be finished." ”

He still finally lowered his head and said in a very low voice: "I'm already doing it...... It's too much for me to keep busy......"

The boy who put his hand on He Yi's shoulder put his other hand in his trouser pocket, bent down slightly to get close to her, and looked like a child, "Then did you do it?" ”

He Yi's voice became smaller and smaller: "Do it...... I did ......"

Boy: "Isn't that okay, just contribute your contributions, classmates, to help each other, right?" ”

He still bit his lower lip, looking a little afraid of boys, so he didn't speak.

However, their voices were quite loud, and several people around them looked here several times.

The boy was very dissatisfied with He Yi's posture of not speaking, and pushed He Yi.

He Yi's arm hit the noodle bowl, and the soup inside shook out, sprinkled on her cuffs and wrists, and splashed a few drops on Jiang Yong's hands.

Jiang Yong took a deep breath, pulled out a piece of paper, and slowly wiped his hands.

The originally noisy environment made people unable to calm down, and when she was fooled, the anger value in her heart soared directly, and she was just a little bit away from exploding.

Boy: "Why do you feel very dissatisfied?" You won't cry and sue the counselor again like you did at the beginning of the school year and say that someone is abusing you on campus, right? ”

Another boy in white gloated and sneered, "Want to us? Do you see the counselor ignoring you? ”

This is arrogant and arrogant, and it has no deep meaning.

Come on, it is estimated that it is the second generation of officials and the rich second generation who are not afraid of their parents stepping down.

Jiang Yong bit off the noodles in one bite, he didn't plan to finish eating, he felt sick to his stomach when he saw the fool, and when he was about to put down his chopsticks and leave, a table of guests just left.

The man in white didn't think about it, knocked on the table in front of Jiang Yong, and said to her: "Beauty, change your position, you go and sit over there, she is my friend." ”

Su Mo, who was on the side, saw Jiang Yong, but the relationship between the two was originally poor, Su Mo didn't want to say hello, but when he was talking in white, he thought that Jiang Yong was not a submissive character, and hesitated to remind, "Song Le......"

Originally, Jiang Yong was going to leave, but the white clothes wanted her to change positions, and the rebellious energy and irritability in Jiang Yong's heart suddenly poured out, threw the chopsticks on the table, leaned back on the bench, and looked up at him, "Are you sick?" ”

Song Le didn't expect that Jiang Yong was a delicate girl who looked up as soon as he looked up, but as soon as he looked up, he said, Are you sick?

Song Le didn't react at once, and this sentence came out of Jiang Yong's mouth.

Instead, another boy said, "What's wrong?" What does the young lady know? ”

Jiang Yong glanced at He Yi, who had been silent since the beginning, and didn't eat a few bites of the noodles that were served just now, just now the boy pushed it, and the hot noodle soup was sprinkled on her hands, and now her hands were burned red, and she didn't squeak.

What a fuck......

Stupid piles of nests.

This sentence was limited to Su Mo and the two men, Jiang Yong pulled out two pieces of paper, covered He still greasy hands, said to her, "Wipe it", and then raised his eyes to look at the man, "Do you know your." ”

It is estimated that they have never met such a short-tempered girl, Song Le also said "Yo he", as if she was flirting with her sister, "Little sister should be careful when she speaks, why does such a good-looking girl have a mouth." ”

Jiang Yong sneered, "How can you educate my son without a mouth, don't you see that people don't want to pay attention to you?" There are a lot of forced words, you are from Dunhuang? ”

It is estimated that the two men didn't expect that Jiang Yong would be from Lao Zu'an as soon as he opened his mouth, and they were stunned for a few seconds at once.

Jiang Yong stood up, looked at He Yi, who had not dared to wipe his hands with paper until now, and pulled her by the hand, "Let's go." ”

Jiang Yong just pulled He Yi up, the two men were sprayed by a sister of Jiang Yong and didn't know how to talk back, and when they saw the curious eyes of the people around them in public, they must have felt shameless, and they wanted to pull Jiang Yong, "Hey, I said you ......"

Before he could finish his words, Jiang Yong pinched Song Le's outstretched hand with his backhand and skimmed it in the opposite direction.

Song Le's screams rang out immediately, and Su Mo, who had never dared to speak, was so frightened that he took two steps back, unable to help anything.

Another boy wanted to come forward: "Damn, let go, you want to die"

Jiang Yong let go of Song Le's hand, let him scream like a pig, directly grabbed the boy's hair, and pressed his head on the table.

The head door and the table slammed together, making a "bang" sound, and even the bowl on the table shook, and the noodle soup spilled out, splashing the boy's head.

The whole store was so disturbed that it was suddenly noisy, and many people turned their heads to watch the excitement.

Jiang Yong didn't let go of He Yi's hand during the whole process, and after cleaning up these two stupid men, he looked up at Su Mo.

Su Mo was so frightened that he couldn't speak, let alone come up and fight Jiang Yong.

Jiang Yong was very satisfied with Su Mo's reaction, kicked away Song Le who was blocking in front of him, and pulled He Yi out of the noodle shop.

There was a small pharmacy a few hundred meters ahead, and Jiang Yong let go of He Yi's hand, asked her to wait outside for a while, and went in to choose a scald ointment.

She paid and walked out, but He remained in place.

Jiang Yong pulled her hand up and looked at it, took out a piece of paper from her pocket, unfolded it, and wiped the oil soup on the back of He Yi's hand, "Those two fools just now are your classmates?" ”

He still hesitated for a moment, and said a thin "um", "I'm sorry...... I'm going to apologize to them tomorrow for bothering you......"

Jiang Yong let out a dissatisfied "tsk", unscrewed the scalding cream, dipped a little with his fingertips, and gently applied it on the back of her hand, "What's the matter with you?" I was bullied like this and went back and apologized to them? ”

He still: "I told the instructor before, that Song Le...... His dad was the school's vice-principal......"

Jiang Yong: "And then the instructor doesn't care?" Or do you advise you to settle down? ”

He still bit his lower lip, his eyes were red, like a little white rabbit, "The instructor said that it was normal for classmates to get along...... Say a class, let me get along with them......"

Isn't it a fucking human......

Jiang Yong sighed.

This is fucking called normal getting along, and a female classmate who was bullied on campus at the school next door jumped off the building some time ago, is that called normal social friction?

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