Sun Xiang, who was beaten up, returned to the front door of the bar with a bad face.

His group of fox friends were looking for him everywhere, and when they saw him limping over, they hurriedly surrounded him:

"Sun Shao, what's wrong with you?"

"Did you get beaten up?"

Sun Xiang gritted his teeth and said:

"Don't mention it, just now there was a neurotic who dragged Ben Shao out and beat me up, and called me ......"

"What did you tell you to do?" The people around asked.

"Tell Ben Shao to study hard!"

The doglegs were stunned for a moment, and then blunt angles gradually appeared on their faces.

"Hahahaha...... Learn! ”

I don't know why, but these people can't stop laughing when they hear about learning.

Even Sun Xiang, who had just been beaten, couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth slightly.

And just as a group of people were laughing and leaning back, a cold voice sounded behind them:

"Isn't it funny?"

Sun Xiang's body immediately stiffened, and his eyes were clamped.

Just because this voice is Zhang Biao......

He turned around tremblingly, and when he saw him coming again, his heart was crossed, and he gritted his teeth and pointed at him:

"It's Ben Shao who beat him, brothers, beat him for me!"

The gangsters around Sun Xiang glanced at each other, fought with blood, and rushed forward.

But just a few little chicks, in front of the professional bodyguard Zhang Biao, they are not vulnerable at all.

Click, click, click!

A deranged sound sounded, and there were people on the ground in an instant.

Sun Xiang's legs began to tremble slightly.

He watched Zhang Biao stride over, and without saying a word, he was a big bulge!

"Smack!"

"Don't let Lao Tzu go back to study at night!"

This slap was extremely heavy, and Sun Xiang had no choice but to go back to school in a gloomy manner.

At this time, the teaching building of Zhonghai No. 1 Middle School was brightly lit, and the students were reading quietly.

Suddenly, Sun Xiang appeared at the door of the classroom with his school uniform.

The teacher on the stage smiled: "Yo, rare guest?" ”

The students raised their heads one after another, looking like they had seen a ghost.

The dignified grandson is young, and he actually came back to self-study!

Sun Xiang entered the classroom with a gloomy face and sat down in his place.

Then, I took out my textbook.

Seeing the shocked look of the classmate next to him, he scolded viciously: "What do you see, and then see believe it or not, Ben Shao slaps your dog!" ”

After yelling at his classmates, Sun Xiang didn't open the textbook, just muttered there:

"What is the origin of the neuropathy, Lao Tzu will find someone to kill tomorrow......"

Thoughts are undecided.

"Ahem!"

Suddenly there was a cough and it exploded outside the window!

Sun Xiang turned his head and saw the haunting Zhang Biao, who came to the door of the classroom at some point!

He was like a ghost, standing in the shadows outside the door, looking at Sun Xiang with pity.

Sun Xiang was stared at by his murderous eyes, and his hairs immediately stood on end.

"Fuck, this guy is sick!"

Sun Xiang hurriedly lowered his head and pretended to read.

But he never expected that Zhang Biao called the teacher out.

After a brief negotiation, he swaggered into the classroom!

Sun Xiang's position is in the last row.

And after Zhang Biao came in, he didn't say anything.

He lifted a bench and sat upright behind Sun Xiang.

Sun Xiang's back was furious, and he turned to stare at Zhang Biao: "What are you doing in the classroom?" ”

"I'll supervise your studies."

"I'm studying under the supervision of a teacher, what's your business?"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Biao slapped him with his backhand!

Syllable!

This time in front of the whole class, Sun Xiang was beaten again......

"The teacher doesn't dare to hit you, Lao Tzu dare!"

"If you don't read me a book yet, believe it or not, I'll kill you at night!"

After that, Zhang Biao really lit up the knife on his waist.

Sun Xiang wanted to cry without tears, so he had to turn his head back and open the textbook for the first time this semester.

In the next few hours, Zhang Biao was beside Sun Xiang.

As long as he dared to doze off for a second, Zhang Biao slapped him with his backhand.

Sun Xiang's face was completely swollen.

finally survived until the end of school, and he thought he could be relieved.

As a result, Zhang Biao followed him all the way, and he actually followed him to the house!

When he arrived at the door, Zhang Biao disappeared for a while.

Sun Xiang thought that he could get a good night's sleep tonight and make up for his wounded heart.

But I just lay down in the middle of the night.

Zhang Biao, the god of killing, actually broke into his bedroom through the window!

"Still sleeping! Can you sleep at your age, get up and do your homework for Lao Tzu! ”

With one foot down, Zhang Biao directly kicked Sun Xiang off the bed.

After rolling on the ground twice, Sun Xiang subconsciously opened his mouth and shouted: "Mom...... There are gangsters ......"

But before he finished speaking, Zhang Biao actually took out a strip of cloth and sealed his mouth tightly.

Then, grabbing his hair, he pressed him to the desk.

The demonic voice kept ringing in Sun Xiang's ears: "To learn or not to learn? If you don't learn from Lao Tzu, you will be killed......"

……

Ten days thereafter.

It was the most painful ten days of Sun Xiang's life.

Zhang Biao, who is everywhere, follows him every day.

Not only did he hold a knife to his neck at night, forcing him to study until three o'clock in the morning.

In the morning, I also had a basin of cold water, and I woke him up at five o'clock......

The whole day that followed.

ran morning exercises, Zhang Biao wanted to follow, forcing him to memorize words.

In class, Zhang Biao wanted to follow and force him to review his homework.

After class, Zhang Biao also had to follow and force him to do his homework.

Even, Zhang Biao is in the pit next door!

Sun Xiang's face was full of bitterness: "Big brother, isn't it?" ”

But Zhang Biao just lit a cigarette for himself and said coldly: "If you pull a, you must memorize five words for me, if you can't memorize it, Lao Tzu will put your head in the pit!" ”

After getting along these days, Sun Xiang knew one thing.

Zhang Biao never jokes.

He said he would put his head in the pit, and that was really going to do it.

In desperation, he could only recite the words aloud in the stinking toilet.

Ten days is fleeting.

On the day of the monthly exam, Sun Xiang had been tortured like a zombie.

With dark circles under his eyes, he walked to the examination room.

As expected, Zhang Biao leaned against the door of the examination room.

Today, he is particularly murderous.

When Sun Xiang walked in front of him, Zhang Biao quietly pushed the cold dagger to his waist.

"Brother, go in and take the test."

"If you can't score 200 points in the test today, your waist will give you a gack!"