Chapter 53: Kidnapping and bullying are not good, it’s a honey trap!
Song Mingjiao was actually not surprised. Since He Wen was the school bully, he didn't expect him to have very good grades.
What's more, it makes no difference to Song Mingjiao whether He Wen scores 400 or 600, because he is first anyway. Whether the second place behind him is the last place or not, it is all the same to Song Mingjiao.
Song Mingjiao's high school in real life has a good academic atmosphere and is very serious, with no dramatic school bullies.
I wonder if school bullies like He Wen also have a bunch of younger brothers who can call the shots and act like gangsters, just like what is written in TV dramas?
Song Mingjiao's whereabouts are currently unknown.
The system wanted Song Mingjiao to pay for the transfer student, but starting from this monthly exam, the trajectory of this task had been reversed by Song Mingjiao.
Song Mingjiao did not intend to follow the systematically planned task direction. The path he planned for himself was to maintain the first level, and then be admitted to the best university A as the top student in the province, completely changing the original plot setting. It was no longer an ending where the transfer student was radiant and his future was ruined.
Basically by that time, the degree of collapse is estimated to reach 100%, and another world will be successfully resolved.
So, the first thing is the key point. Being ambiguous with someone like He Wen is just a seasoning.
Song Mingjiao used a bold marker pen to write the three big words "720" on the first page of his desk calendar.
"What does this mean?"
He Wen, who was standing next to him, came over curiously to ask. He had already unnoticedly pushed his test paper to the bottom of the textbook. He had clearly been criticized many times by his homeroom teacher and all the other teachers over the past two years, but He Wen had never considered his score shameful.
Only this time, next to his fair-skinned classmate who was a top student, He Wen felt a long-lost embarrassment.
"That's my target score for the next exam. 712 isn't high enough."
Song Mingjiao put down his pen and placed the calendar in the most conspicuous position on the desk. His expression was calm, but he did not look back.
As soon as he returned to his senior year of high school, Song Mingjiao felt like he was back on a familiar battlefield, his obsession with being number one burning brightly.
He couldn't accept that his name wasn't first, and he couldn't even accept that he hadn't created a huge gap to the second place.
He Wen, who was standing beside him, was filled with awe when he heard this. He looked at Song Mingjiao's fair yet serious face and suddenly realized:
Damn it, he thought his good-looking classmate who boasted was actually very attractive!
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Once the monthly exam results are out, there is at least another month left before the next major exam, which is also the most relaxing time for many students.
Including those students in ordinary classes who fight all day long.
Top students and poor students often dislike each other.
"Second brother, I heard that the eldest brother was recently transferred to a new position and is now sitting next to the top student in our grade, who is the most noble in our grade!"
"Fuck! I was wondering why the boss hasn't taken us to occupy territory lately, and he even sent us messages asking us to behave ourselves. What's the name of the top student in the grade? His surname is Song, right? It's fine if an old man like Lao Wang controls the boss, but Song, who's so delicate and tender, actually wants to control the boss too?"
"That's right, I recently passed by their classroom and saw that the eldest student was being forced to give a lecture by that pretty boy. He even had his hair cut short and dyed back to black!"
"This is intolerable! Being a good student is great, right? We must find an opportunity to teach that pretty boy surnamed Song a lesson and rescue the boss from the clutches of the teacher and the top student!"
"Agreed! Let's do this first, then that..."
In a corner of No. 1 Middle School, a plan is secretly underway.
Although Song Mingjiao is now in his third year of high school, the school in this small world has not yet deprived senior students of their physical education classes.
That day, Song Mingjiao spent more time organizing his notes. When it was time for physical education class, the other classmates had already left, so he slowly packed his schoolbag.
By chance, I saw a few unfamiliar faces.
"Who are you?" Song Mingjiao asked.
Just like the previous small world, Song Mingjiao only regarded himself as a passer-by. He just wanted to quickly complete the main task and enjoy the process, and he didn't want to force himself to socialize.
Therefore, Song Mingjiao couldn't even recognize all the classmates in his own class, let alone those who were obviously from other classes.
"You're from Class 1, right? Today's physical education class is a joint one, and the PE teacher asked us to bring a message. Since some of your class hasn't left yet, come with us to the equipment room to move some equipment for PE class."
The leading student had dyed brown hair and looked uncouth. He was somewhat similar to He Wen when Song Mingjiao first met him, but a lower-profile version.
Song Mingjiao sensed something was wrong, but he wanted to know more about what these rogue students were planning.
Is it possible that the campus world will become a □□ world again?
Really interesting, I want to watch it.
So, Brown Hair and a few of his younger brothers saw that the legendary top student in the grade was just like the rigid academic nerd they had stereotyped. He was stunned for a moment, then nodded obediently and followed them.
Tsk, so easy to fool, the boss was actually subdued by such a person?
Song Mingjiao followed him all the way, thinking that he would be taken somewhere, but it turned out to be a deserted equipment room next to the stadium.
Compared to the large equipment room in the center of the venue, this place has basically been abandoned and few people come here.
Song Mingjiao even saw that Zongmao and several of his younger brothers whispered for a while, and then one of them ran out, as if to report a message or call someone.
Too blatant, too childish!
Song Mingjiao, who had just returned from the ancient world, had to pretend to go out to see the scenery sometimes, so as not to affect these high school boys who had not even grown all their hair, causing them to perform poorly and fail to build a stage.
The other side.
Physical education is the only course where poor students and school bullies like He Wen can get positive feedback from teachers.
He didn't even wear his school uniform jacket today, only a vest that revealed the strong muscles on his shoulders. He waited boredly in the stadium, and from time to time he stretched his head to look in the direction of the teaching building, waiting for one of his deskmates to come out, so that he could show his bravery in front of the quiet little classmate who had never seen the world.
He Wen was immersed in his own fantasy, and even imagined that when Song Mingjiao saw his heroic figure in the stadium, would he find that although he was not good at exams, he was still a good person?
By then, will his fair-skinned classmate from elementary school look at him with shining eyes, just like he was looking at those messy questions seriously?
The more He Wen thought about it, the happier he felt. He couldn't hide the smile on his face at all. He looked at the teaching building with a smile like a man longing for his wife, causing the classmates around him to walk around him.
He didn't know why he was so excited. Maybe it was because Song Mingjiao was so cute.
Just as he was thinking this, He Wen suddenly saw a person running towards him from a distance. He coughed twice and was about to tidy up his clothes, but he found that it was not Song Mingjiao at all, but his former younger brother who had been forgotten for a long time.
He Wen's face instantly fell, and he asked in a bad tone: "What are you doing here?"
Ever since He Wen had a top student as his deskmate, he suddenly didn't want to hang out with his former so-called younger brothers, nor did he want the title of school bully that he used to be proud of. He hadn't been in contact with the group of people in the ordinary class for a long time.
"Boss, we've got a surprise for you! We heard someone actually dared to control you. My second brother is leading us to trick that top student, a pretty boy, into the equipment room. He's easy to trick, and he definitely won't dare to complain to the teacher."
"Boss, this is a good opportunity, just waiting for you to teach him a lesson!"
The younger brother who ran over to report the situation to He Wen was very excited. He obviously regarded this as an epic showdown between the school bully and the academic bully of No. 1 Middle School. He believed that his side had the upper hand and easily captured the top student in the grade of the other side.
The top student in the grade can only let his own boss ruthlessly destroy him!
But the more I spoke, the more I realized that my boss's expression gradually became gloomy, his muscles tensed, as if he was ready to clear the door on the spot. I closed my mouth in fear.
"Boss?"
He Wen's vision went dark: "A bunch of idiots!"
After saying this, He Wen didn't bother to explain to his stupid little brother, and hurriedly ran towards the deserted equipment room mentioned earlier.
Even if it happened in school, instead of a fight in the streets, no matter how stupid the guys were, they wouldn't do anything irreparable.
But they were the gangster brothers with hair like a palette, and the good student Song Mingjiao, who had fair skin, thin arms and legs, and even spoke in a polite manner.
When He Wen thought of this, he suddenly felt that even if Song Mingjiao was touched by that group of people, even if he had to risk being dragged into the office by Teacher Wang and scolded for a whole day, he would beat the little brothers who dared to act on their own to a pulp and ensure that they would never dare to get close to Song Mingjiao again!
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"What equipment did the PE teacher ask us to bring? These big mats?"
After Song Mingjiao entered the equipment room, he looked around. Although the space looked small and deserted, it was at least clean and dust-free. There were only various basketballs, badminton rackets, long ropes and other equipment placed around, which looked rather messy.
Song Mingjiao has a clean temperament. She walked in surrounded by several brown and blue-haired people, like a little lamb that had strayed into a wolf's den.
As soon as the door was closed, Brown Hair and his little brothers changed their expressions instantly.
"Tell me! Did you trick the boss into teaming up with the teacher to restrain the famous school bully?"
Huh? What's going on? Just for this, you tricked him into the equipment room?
Song Mingjiao still pretended to be ignorant, and even his shoulders trembled because of the closed door.
The fear of good students is simply the greatest source of excitement for school bullies.
Looking at Song Mingjiao carefully, the brown-haired leader actually thought that this good student was indeed very beautiful, no wonder she was sent by the teacher to sit with the boss.
——Oh no, it’s a beauty trap!
Brown Hair cleared his throat and said seriously, "You are so delicate, let me check it for the boss first."
After saying that, he was about to reach out to touch Song Mingjiao——
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"Hey! Stop it, stop it!"
As soon as He Wen walked to the equipment room, he heard an urgent cry of pain. His mind went blank for a moment. Without time to figure out who the voice came from, he kicked the door of the equipment room open.
"Song Mingjiao? Mingjiao! Damn it, I'm going to beat you to death!"
He Wen's eyes turned red with anger. He picked up a wooden stick and wanted to beat away all those who bullied Song Mingjiao!
As a result, the scene inside shocked him greatly.
The group of bullies fell to the ground, and Song Mingjiao, who was supposed to be bullied, was sitting on a wooden box.
After seeing He Wen coming, Song Mingjiao showed an aggrieved expression and stretched out his hand to He Wen: "I sprained my ankle, I need you to hold me."
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