Chapter 246: Don't Leave After School (7)

Ji Cheng casually threw the book into the belly of the table, and he didn't mean to read it at all.

In the next class, he just took whatever class he wanted, and he took whatever book, but he didn't open it at all.

At the end of class, a girl stood not far away, discussing with him, but to his surprise, no one came.

These people really came over, and Ji Cheng also felt annoyed.

They didn't come, which saved them a lot of trouble.

In the last lesson, he looked sideways at his tablemate.

There are a lot more reviews than there were just a few more than just now, but not a single page has been filled.

At her pace, she may not be able to finish her evening self-study.

And this is indeed the case, she did not finish writing the review book in the evening self-study.

But she casually stuffed it into her schoolbag and left the classroom straight away, without even giving him a look.

Ji Cheng is not narcissistic.

But his appearance is indeed very attractive to girls.

Just look at the girls in the class who came to inquire from other classes.

"Ji Cheng, which school did you go to?"

"Ji Cheng, can we add a WeChat?"

"Kijo-san......"

Ji Cheng frowned and looked at the girls who suddenly rushed up.

"I don't have WeChat." Ji Cheng said a word without being salty, relying on his height, he quickly passed through the girls.

"So handsome!"

"His voice is so good."

"When the wound on his face heals, I think the school grass in our school is going to be replaced."

"Although I talk a little less and don't care about people, I'm really handsome!"

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"You know what? The transfer student killed someone at his old school. ”

"What? Homicide? ”

"Really?"

"Didn't you read the school post? Someone broke the news that ......"

"I'll see."

As soon as Hatsuko entered the classroom, he heard these students discussing transfer students.

It's completely different from yesterday's excitement with pink bubbles.

The first kite has nothing to do with itself and continues to write a review.

When Ji Cheng came, what he saw was that his table mate was still writing that review.

Judging by the number of lines, she shouldn't have written it when she went back last night.

When he sat down, he noticed that his classmates didn't look at him right, but he didn't think much of it.

Lunch break.

Chu Zheng sat in the cafeteria to eat, and Zhu Zi'an ran over with a few people in a hurry, scared the people sitting next to Chu Zheng away, and sat down one after another.

"Eh, junior sister, that tablemate of yours is called Ji Cheng?"

"Seems to be."

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What do you mean by what it seems to be?

Haven't you paid attention?

Your tablemates!

It's pretty good-looking, isn't that what you little girls like?

They all have girls in their class to discuss it.

Chu Zheng was busy writing reviews, so how could he have time to pay attention to what transfer students.

"Do you know, does it say that Ji Cheng has killed people?"

"I don't know."

Zhu Zi'an probably thought that at first Zheng said that he didn't have a mobile phone, he took out his mobile phone, clicked it a few times, and put it in front of Chu Zheng.

"Look, junior girl."

The title of the post is eye-catching.

β€”β€”The true face of transfer students, if you want to know two or three things about transfer students, please click on this post.

The content of the post is very long.

Hatsukoto gave a cursory glance.

Probably this means that Ji Cheng killed someone at his original school, and after being expelled from the school, he was transferred to their school.

It is said clearly, as if the landlord has seen it with his own eyes.

1st floor: Sofa.

2nd Floor: Tongs Liu Ming.

3rd floor: Stay

……

12th Floor: I'll go, are transfer students so awesome? People dare to kill!

14th Floor: Doesn't You Have to Go to Jail for Murder? The landlord is making it up, right?

18th Floor: But the transfer student did have a wound on his face, and he didn't say a few words since he came, so he always felt gloomy.

26th Floor: The murderer is in our school, this is too scary!

39th Floor: Did he really kill someone? Why wasn't he caught? Is it not worth killing people now?

Chu Zheng pushed the phone back and said in a calm tone: "The post only mentions that he was expelled for murder, vague key information, nothing to see, boring." ”

Wasting my time eating.

"No, junior girl, don't you believe it?"

"Murder pays for life, he's still at large, why don't you report it." Hatsu Suggestion.

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Zhu Zi'an scratched his head: "What key information is blurred?" ”

"Cause, effect."

Why kill, whether the person who was killed is really dead.

The whole post is describing Ji Cheng's murder and dismissal.

Neither of these points is mentioned.

Zhu Zi'an couldn't keep up with Chu Zheng's thinking, and he was very confused when he listened.

What is the cause, what is the effect?

"Elementary school girl, why aren't you afraid at all? What if he did kill someone? Zhu Zi'an was puzzled.

"Oh."

Kill and kill.

It's not killing me.

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The elementary school girl is so calm!

As seniors, how can they panic!

Zhu Zi'an chatted for two sentences to change the topic, and asked Chu Zheng when he was going to buy a mobile phone, add a WeChat or something, and it was easy to contact.

Chu Zheng also felt that he should buy a mobile phone.

It's a little more convenient to spend money.

[Main quest: Please spend 5,000 yuan in one hour.] 】

Hatsuko: "......"

I'm just having a meal!

I just want to have a quiet meal!

Nima one made me look at the murderer.

Nima one makes me a loser!

Can't you just let me eat quietly!

I won't eat it, okay!!

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Hatsukoto returns to the classroom from the cafeteria.

Zhu Zi'an sent something for her, she walked slowly, and there were not many people on the road at this time.

[Hidden Mission: Please get a good guy card from Ji Cheng to stop Ji Cheng from blackening. 】

Hatsuko: "......"

Dog stuff!

[Miss, don't you scold me? ] 】

Chu Zheng said earnestly: "You have to learn to accept, like me, you send me so many messy tasks, I don't accept it." ”

【......】Although the young lady has a point, but it's completely different things, okay!?

It's so angry!

Chu Zheng looked around, where is Ji Cheng, the weak chicken?!

The good guy cards are weak.

There is nothing wrong with weak chickens.

There was some distance between the cafeteria and the school building, and when Chu Zheng passed by a small garden, he heard the sound of conversation inside.

It's a bit reluctant to say it's a conversation.

It's more of the humiliation of the boys.

Hatsukoto looked around and went around from the trail.

The first thing she saw was Ji Cheng, he was standing with his back to him, and across from him were sophomores in high school, who could be distinguished from the way they wore their school uniforms and their temperament, these students were not good students.

"Murder, so majestic."

"Tsk, he looks like a little white face, and he dares to kill someone, you kill one and show us."

"It's just a cowardice."

[Little sister, please stand up now, scare them away, and save your good guy card!!] 】

Brush the good feeling!!

What do you stand and see!

The boy over there was already pushing and shoving.

Ji Cheng was pushed by them and stumbled and fell on the bushes next to him.

Just as the boys stepped forward with a smile and were about to continue their moves, the faces of the boys changed at the same time and they took a few steps back.

Ji Cheng propped up on the bushes, he first raised his hand to comb his hair that was messed up by the bushes, and then looked at the person opposite.

Chu Zheng couldn't see what Ji Cheng had done, but the boys looked at each other a few times, turned around and ran away with wrong faces.

[Little sister, you have to seize the opportunity! ] King's horn roar.

Ji Cheng turned around, and a cold light flashed from the bottom of Chu Zheng's eyes.

Suddenly there was a knife in his hand.

Folding knife kind.

Ji Cheng didn't expect someone to be behind him, so he quickly threw the knife and put it in his pocket.