After hearing this, Luo Xiaorou closed her eyes and slapped Jiaoyang on the arm as if she was dead.

The already delicate skin was soon branded with red marks.

Luo Xiaorou hurriedly grabbed her hand: "Boss, I'll blow it for you." ”

Jiao Yang twisted her eyebrows and said dissatisfiedly: "It's too light." ”

After speaking, before Luo Xiaorou could react, she took the lead in grabbing her hand and slapped her arm fiercely.

There was a crisp sound of "pop", and everyone's eyes turned to this side, Luo Xiaorou looked at Jiaoyang's swollen wrist, and was almost stupid.

"Boss, Boss"

In the next second, before she could react, a figure that stopped in front of her appeared like a gust of wind.

Qi Ziyan grabbed Jiaoyang with one hand, looked at Luo Xiaorou opposite her with vigilant and threatening eyes, and took at least two steps back away from her.

After a while, he turned around: "Are you okay?" ”

It was a completely knee-jerk reaction, with no hint of camouflage.

Jiaoyang bent her eyes again, smiled at him, and then shook her head: "I'm fine." ”

Immediately afterwards, Luo Xiaorou grew her mouth and stood in place dumbfounded, watching the new transfer student take her boss's hand and return to her seat.

I wanted to check the boss's injuries just now, but my outstretched hand was still frozen in place.

The corners of Luo Xiaorou's mouth twitched: Dare to love her as a clown?

Turning around again, he found that everyone around was looking at her, and glared at her unceremoniously.

"Look at what, look!"

Only then did everyone retract their gaze.

She snorted, sat down, and began to style her hair.

However, does the boss already like that transfer student so much? In order to please him, he did not hesitate to hurt himself?

The previous Teacher Bai didn't have this treatment.

Luo Xiaorou snorted a little unconvinced.

Lu Ran, who was catching up on sleep on the side, was also woken up, raised his head, and stretched his waist with his hair unkempt.

As a result, as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Sheng Jiaoyang, who had gone out with him last night and killed dozens of local big men, actually sat on the seat, picked up a bottle of drink softly and weakly, and couldn't unscrew the cap, and handed it to Qi Ziyan next to him before he unscrewed it smoothly, and then began to drink, looking delicate.

Lu Ran suddenly widened a pair of Danfeng eyes, looking like a ghost.

Somehow, in my mind, I suddenly remembered what she had been doing last night, and I instantly understood something.

The corners of his mouth hooked meaninglessly.

On the other side, Jiaoyang was drinking milk, looking at her red and swollen wrists, and looking at Qi Ziyan on the side aggrievedly.

"Does it hurt?" He blew on the wound and looked at her distressedly.

Jiaoyang's chick nodded like a peck.

"Do you want to go to the infirmary?"

"No need."

Jiao Yang shook her head again, her drooping eyelashes covered the emotions under her eyes, and it looked distressing.

If you go to the infirmary, you'll have to travel later.

"I'll give you a bandage."

"Okay." Jiaoyang nodded immediately.

With a cool ointment on her fingertips, she applied it to her skin little by little, slowly and gently.

Jiaoyang pursed her lips and watched his movements.

The boy is really gentle and meticulous. After applying the ointment, a band-aid was used to close her reddened wound.

Qi Ziyan nodded with satisfaction after reading it: "It's okay." ”

Jiaoyang retracted his hand and smiled equally satisfied.

He took Jiaoyang's other hand.

After Jiaoyang saw his actions, her eyelashes flashed.

I don't know when he can naturally hold hands with her.

Qi Ziyan looked around, and finally his vigilant gaze fell on Luo Xiaorou on the other side.

Luo Xiaorou was facing the mirror to make up, and at this time she felt that a gaze was looking at her, and when she raised her head, she found that it was Qi Ziyan, and frowned at him unhappily.

Qi Ziyan seemed to think that "it was really so", and turned his head again to look at Jiaoyang.

"Jiaoyang, does that girl often bully you?"

"What?"

Jiaoyang was stunned after hearing what he said, turned her head, and saw Luo Xiaorou, who had just stared at Qi Ziyan and looked at her innocently.

Qi Ziyan continued to analyze 1510: "If you don't say it, I also know, I often see this girl coming to you, almost every class is over, I can't wait to come to you, and when I see me coming, she still looks sneaky, for fear that I will find out that she is bullying you." Besides, it's not the first time I've bumped into her bullying you head-on. ”

"Jiaoyang, do you want me to report this matter to the teacher, or directly to the Academic Affairs Office? Jiaoyang, you don't have to be afraid, if you are bullied anywhere, you should protect yourself as soon as possible, and now that I have come to you, I will never watch you being bullied again. ”

However, Jiaoyang in his eyes was only slightly stunned for a moment, and then shook his head in frustration: "Ziyan, you think things too simply." If it is true that people who have been subjected to school violence can solve the problem as long as they choose to report it, then there will be no school violence in this world. ”

Qi Ziyan was stunned for a moment: "What do you mean?" ”

"Ziyan, do you know how many people in the world are subjected to school violence every year? Many, many, so many that you can't imagine. But do you know how many people die every year because of school violence? ”

Jiaoyang looked at him, her pupils were dark, but with a smile that he couldn't understand.

"Very little, very little."

"Less to. Anywhere, there is news that a person has died because of school violence, it is enough to cause a national sensation. ”

"So, it's actually allowed everywhere by default. It's just that it has to be graded, and it is generally planned to be mild and moderate, and it will not be taken seriously. Since it exists everywhere and is a thankless task to manage, why should schools pay attention to it? ”

"When the weak are bullied, it doesn't work to seek refuge from those who are strong."

Jiaoyang smiled and pinned her long hair behind her ears.

"The only way is to become stronger."

Qi Ziyan frowned, but disagreed: "It is precisely because of this phenomenon that it needs to be changed even more, isn't it?" ”

Jiaoyang smiled and shook her head, at this time, the bell rang, and the first period was a physics class.

"Do you know, Ziyan, there was once a person who, when he first stepped into this school, also vowed to change all this."

"But now, two years have passed. Nothing has changed here. ”

She hooked the corners of her mouth, staring at Bai Mingjue with a smile in her eyes and walking in from outside the classroom with a textbook.