hiss.

The group of people who had followed him quietly took a deep breath.

Looking at the sly and cold smile on Song Yu's lips and his wild words, he strangely found a sense of familiarity.

Gao Feng stared in shock for a few seconds, then his face darkened.

He felt that he was insulted, especially by this guy who looked so weak. How could he tolerate this on his first day as the school bully? His expression was ferocious.

"You sound quite arrogant, don't let yourself be beaten and cry for teacher."

Song Yu sneered: "Are you an elementary school student? You still call me teacher? When we fight, we always make the other person call us daddy."

Onlookers: “…”

This unyielding tone, this familiar arrogance.

Brother Yu, don't deny it, this is you.

Gao Feng couldn't win the argument, and was so angry that he gritted his teeth and had to resort to violence.

The basketball in his hand was thrown directly at Song Yu's face from a distance. The basketball moves quickly in the air, rubbing against the air, and if it hits your face, it will probably cause bleeding.

The girls watching on the scene were all worried, "Damn it, don't slap me in the face, what if I get disfigured!"

Song Yu hasn't responded yet.

Xie Sui had already reached out to help him catch the ball.

The boy's movement in catching the ball was cool and handsome, causing another round of screams from the fans nearby!

Gao Feng narrowed his eyes and recognized Xie Sui at a glance. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you the school idol who was praised to the sky in the first year of high school?"

Xie Suili ignored him and turned his head to ask Song Yu, smiling: "Isn't it reasonable?"

Song Yu: “…”

From now on, will Xie Sui's impression of him as an unlearned man who can only fight be confirmed?

"I can't argue with you."

As expected, he is not suitable for reasoning with others, he is more suitable for being a nitpicker.

Gao Feng glanced at him and smiled: "It's good that the school hunk is here. I was worried that he wouldn't be famous enough."

He pointed at himself, then at Song Yu: "This is a matter between him and me, so don't get involved. Stay aside, otherwise if someone innocent gets hurt and gets maimed, don't blame me."

Ma Xiaoding was unhappy after hearing this, and he had to stick his head out from behind Song Yu: "Where is the hammer you're talking about? Don't you know that my brother Yu and Xie Shen are good brothers? We study together and fight together."

The air was quiet for a few seconds.

“Ahhhhh——” Girls’ screams could be heard not only on the grass field, but also from the sports stands.

Xi Bowen covered his face in pain. As a otaku, he certainly understood what kind of creatures rotten girls were - Yu Ge's reputation was probably ruined by Ma Xiaoding.

Song Yu looked at Gao Feng intently, ignoring the noise around him, and said with disdain: "Do you want to come together, or one by one?" After saying that, he turned his head and asked Xie Sui: "How long will it take until the end of get out of class?"

Xie Sui habitually raised his wrist to check his watch, but soon realized that he had been reborn. He calmly put his hand down and smiled, "About twenty minutes."

Song Yu frowned: "Twenty minutes?" He still had to study. After thinking for a while, he said to Gao Feng: "Forget it, it won't waste time. You guys come together. Hurry up, I still have to recite Qinyuanchun Changsha."

Gao Feng was really amused by his arrogance. He snapped his fingers and turned his head: "Little brother, don't speak too early, otherwise you will lose face and have no fun in the three years of high school. I am enough to deal with you."

Song Yu sneered: "Ha."

His eyebrows and eyes were sharp to begin with, and with a hint of mockery in them, he looked even more perverse and arrogant.

Gao Feng instantly became angry, took a step forward, and punched Song Yu on the head with all his might. In a flash, Song Yu grabbed his wrist and snatched the basketball from Xie Sui's hand, pressing it against his face. His movements were casual and neat, and he was so handsome.

"Hmm——" Gao Feng let out a muffled groan.

Stunned.

Not only him, but also the people watching nearby were dumbfounded.

Song Yu said coldly: "It's not a good habit to hit people with a ball. Son, have you remembered it?"

Gao Feng’s eyes suddenly widened!

incredible.

Why is this weakling so strong?

“Wa ...

And a scream broke out nearby!

The girls' faces turned red and they quietly took out their cell phones to start recording. Normally, they would not watch such bad fighting scenes, but would instead stay away from them.

But there’s nothing I can do, today’s protagonist is so damn handsome!

Not to mention Song Yu, Xie Sui alone is worth an entire class of theirs.

Gao Feng's face flushed red, he slapped the basketball away with his other hand, and roared: "I underestimated you just now! Come on! I'm going to fight you today!"

The atmosphere was tense and the string was taut as if a fight was about to break out in the next second.

But they still didn't fight.

After all, there were so many people on the playground, and some good students couldn't bear to see the fight happening, so they went to call the teacher.

"Sh-!!"

The physical education teacher ran over angrily, whistling.

"Over there! Which class are you from? You don't want to study hard, but you want to fight in front of me?"

Everyone was watching the fun with great interest: "..."

Teacher, why did you come at such an inopportune moment?

When Gao Feng saw the teacher's face change, he didn't even want the ball and wanted to run away with his brothers.

But the PE teacher took a big step, stopped him, grabbed his collar, and gnashed his teeth: "If you like to make trouble and fight, hit me!"

The physical education teacher is a macho man with eight-pack abs. He is tall and strong, and you can tell at first glance that he is not someone to be trifled with.

He has been teaching for ten years and has always been the teacher that all the gangsters in No. 1 Middle School least want to meet.

Gao Feng had a sullen face and said nothing.

The physical education teacher got even angrier: "You're still giving me a bad face? Run ten laps around the playground, then go to the office and write a 1,000-word self-criticism!"

Gao Feng gritted his teeth, hesitating to speak, and finally pointed at Song Yu angrily: "What about him!"

The physical education teacher turned around and saw Song Yu's pretty and well-behaved appearance. He was furious: "You may be young, but you have a big heart! You want to cause trouble for others and drag them into trouble? Three thousand words! You can't run away!"

Gao Feng looked up in disbelief, "I——" Damn it.

He couldn't utter any more swear words as he was dragged to the playground by the extremely strong physical education teacher.

Xi Bowen let out a long sigh of relief.

Ma Xiaoding also sighed.

Xi Bowen said: "Fortunately, the fight didn't start."

Ma Xiaoding: "Thank goodness there was no fight. I think Gao Feng can write 3,000 words to thank Teacher Zhang."

Xi Bowen: “???”

Song Yu had never been enthusiastic about fighting. The physical education teacher arrived just in time. He watched Gao Feng being dragged away expressionlessly, and turned his head to Xie Sui: "Let's go."

Go and endorse.

Before he could finish his three words, the PE teacher came running back, looking very unhappy. He pointed at the two of them fiercely and said, "You guys should reflect on what happened after making such a big noise. You don't have to run away. Go to the office and explain the matter to me clearly, and write a self-criticism!"

Song Yu: “…”

This will delay his study time.

He suddenly felt that he had suffered a great loss because he didn't beat up the big fool.

Xie Sui smiled indifferently.

The physical education teacher had other classes, so he asked them to go to the office and wait. The office is on the third floor, Yuwen Building, which is considered an older teaching building.

At this time, most teachers go to eat, and they are the only ones left in the office, along with the head teacher of another class, who is on the phone.

With only four weeks left until the monthly exam, Song Yu was racing against time, bending over the table, writing down ancient poems and essays from memory.

The teacher's voice came clearly from across the table.

"Why do you want to transfer schools all of a sudden? The school has just started and the tuition and other things have been paid. Mom, do you want to wait a little longer?"

"That's fine. If you want to transfer, where should you transfer to? Out of town, that's a bit troublesome. Please come to school tomorrow and bring your household registration book. I'll fill out a transfer application form for you."

"Ah? Come tonight? Oh, of course I'm free. But this is too urgent. Oh, okay, okay, then come."

"Oh, I hope you don't cry, there is nothing that you can't overcome."

There was still a faint sound of a woman crying and cursing in Jingcheng dialect on the other end of the phone.

The head teacher was a female teacher who had just graduated. She was young and immature, not yet used to dealing with matters between parents. She held the phone awkwardly, but still showed great tenderness and patience.

"Yeah, don't be angry, okay, okay, I'll wait for you."

The call finally hung up. She let out a long sigh and rubbed her brows tiredly.

Song Yu was reciting the words "the river is green and transparent" when he suddenly forgot the last sentence. He hadn't listened to the entire Chinese class, which made him anxious. "Which sentence is the last one? I just want to see the mountains covered in red, the forests dyed in all colors, and the river is green and transparent. What's next?"

Xie Sui: "A hundred boats are competing for the current."

Song Yu held the pen in his hand: "What do you mean by competing for the current? Why do I feel so unfamiliar with it?"

Xie Sui: "One more Zhou is fine."

After Song Yu finished writing, he slapped his forehead and said, "I was wondering why I had no impression of it. I've always memorized A Hundred Boats Competing for the Current."

Xie Sui stared at him seriously for a long time with his dark eyes, then smiled: "Are you planning to vie for the last place in the grade in Chinese, math and English?"

Song Yu felt guilty and couldn't get angry: "It's not that bad."

The evening glow seeps through the window, the glass is pure and golden like an orange.

When Song Yu was almost done with a physics paper, the physical education teacher still hadn't arrived.

As the sky gradually darkened, the physical education teacher finally walked into the office. It must have taken him a lot of time and energy to teach Gao Feng a lesson.

When the PE teacher saw them, he said directly, "Go eat first. Just write a 500-word self-review and hand it in to your class teacher tomorrow."

He then received a call from his daughter, and they walked away while chatting.

Song Yu was finishing a test paper and only had two questions left to do. He didn't want to leave even if the teacher let him go.

This train of thought for solving the problem cannot be interrupted.

"Stay a little longer."

Xie Sui sat next to Song Yu, pretending to pick up a pen and do his homework. He glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, calculated the time in his mind, and tilted his head: "Are you hungry?"

Song Yu didn't even raise his head: "No, my spiritual world is very rich, but my body is numb."

Xie Sui smiled lightly, closed the pen cap, and ignored him.

After a while, someone came in. It was a middle-aged woman, short and thin. He has short hair, a thin and yellow face, thin eyelids and a small nose, and he looks rather mean. Now he is holding a bag in his hand, his hair is messy, his eyes are red and bloodshot, and he looks like he has been crying for a long time.

One side of his cheek was bruised and purple, and when he walked in, his leg was a little lame.

The head teacher was stunned. After a while, he stood up and asked tentatively, "Are you Zhu Zhixing's mother? What happened to you?"

As soon as the woman sat down opposite the teacher, she suddenly broke down and cried in despair. She cried and cursed, using dirty words like "beast", "shameless old man", and "bitch".

The head teacher was from Jingcheng, and was embarrassed to hear this. He hurriedly asked, "Hey, did you bring your household registration? Are you really planning to go through the transfer procedures?"

The woman covered her face and cried, "I can't live like this any longer. I can't stay in this place any longer."

The head teacher smiled stiffly: "This... is there something wrong at home? Please calm down."

Zhu Zhixing's mother cried in a voice of collapse and despair: "Teacher, you don't know what it's like to be talked about in a way that hurts my heart. I didn't dare to raise my head when I went out today. It's all because of that old beast at home. My life has been ruined by him. I want to take my son away. It's embarrassing to go back to my grandmother's house and cause such a big scandal! I'm suffering for staying here for a second!"

The head teacher was dumbfounded: "Okay...Okay."

When Song Yu first heard the head teacher call "Zhu Zhixing's mother", she stopped writing, quietly raised her head and looked over there.

Zhu Zhixing? Isn't he the idiot who bullied Xie Sui for three years in junior high school?

Why is his mother here and crying so miserably?

Xie Sui looked calm and didn't seem to care about what was going on over there. He just asked Song Yu, "Have you finished writing?"

Song Yu was actually still stuck on the last question, but Zhu Zhixing's mother was Xie Sui's nightmare during his childhood. Xie Sui said that night that he had let go of the past, and he didn't want these people to irritate Xie Sui again.

He put down his pen: "I'm done, let's go."

But when they walked out of the office and went downstairs, they met Zhu Zhixing in the corridor.

At night, the moonlight shines in coldly. The walls of the old teaching building are peeling off. Zhu Zhixing stood alone in a dark corner in a daze, his eyes, which were usually mean and vicious, were now filled with confusion and panic. His eyes were also red, and he had been crying for who knows how long, just like his mother.

Song Yu was stunned when he saw him. It turned out that he was here too. He pulled Xie Sui and tried to get away from this person.

Unexpectedly, when Zhu Zhixing saw Xie Sui, his eyes suddenly became bloodshot. He bit his breath and rushed over, about to punch Xie Sui in the face.

The roar in the corridor sounded heartbreaking: "It was you, wasn't it? It was you who sent the photos and surveillance footage to the police, it was you who did it, wasn't it?"

Song Yu was so angry that he grabbed his neck with one hand and pulled him away: "Are you crazy? I let you go last time! Why are you rushing to get beaten this time?"

Xie Sui stepped back, his deep eyes staring at Song Yu's back as he stood in front of him, the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

Zhu Zhixing lost all his rationality and acted like a mad dog: "It's all over! It's all over! You've ruined my entire family! Xie Sui! You're just as hateful as your bitch mother who seduces men!"

Song Yu was so angry that he punched him and stuffed the book in his hand into his mouth: "Are you sick? Shut up!"

Zhu Zhixing was no longer afraid of Song Yu. The physical pain he felt was far less horrible than what he had experienced today.

He stared at Xie Sui blankly.

Xie Sui's skin was cold and pale, and under the moonlight it looked even more out-of-this-worldly and cold. His eyes were as black as deep pools, and his gaze was still nonchalant and indifferent when he looked at her now.

Even though he was manipulating everything behind the scenes, he didn't really take them to heart.

He didn't even bother to express disgust.

Zhu Zhixing's teeth were chattering, and for a moment his whole body felt cold and his scalp was numb.

What was uncertain before is now suddenly certain.

Yes, who else could know that area so well?

"It's you..." He burst into tears, raised his hands, and said in a trembling voice: "It's you...the devil...the devil."

If I were to say my feelings towards Song Yu, it was simply fear of the bully.

At this moment, he felt a fear of Xie Sui that went deep into his bones.

Song Yu was extremely annoyed: "What the hell are you——" Is this ever going to end?

"Thank you, Sui!"

A woman's hateful voice came from the stairs, with tears and anger.

Before Song Yu could react, he was pushed hard on the back.

His eyes widened, and he was about to throw himself down the stairs, but someone grabbed his wrist and pulled him to the side, landing him in a cold embrace.

Xie Sui hugged him with one hand and held Zhu Zhixing's mother's hand with the other, his expression as cold as frost under the moonlight.

"Are you looking for death?"

The chill in his tone could freeze ice.