Chapter 148: A closer look reveals it's shit
I heard you can use your hands too.
Gu Nan really wanted to jump up and ask him who told him that!
Who led her innocent boy astray? !
Heartache!
Gu Nan wanted to kill the little yellow man Ye Ansha.
But Qi Yan stopped talking, adjusted his posture, and soon fell asleep.
Gu Nan opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling, unable to sleep.
Qi Yan was led astray.
It wasn't brought by her.
Cry.
Gu Nan slept in a daze that night. When she opened her eyes, Qi Yan had already prepared breakfast and asked her to get up and eat.
He cooked the dragon beard noodles with pork rib soup, added dried shrimp and seaweed to enhance the flavor, and garnished it with crisp and fresh green lettuce, which was full of color, aroma and taste.
Gu Nan buried his head in the bowl and ate with great satisfaction.
Today Qi Yan only has classes three or four in the morning and five or six in the afternoon, so she has plenty of time. I cooked lunch for her before she goes to school.
Gu Nan asked the Shamatte sisters for a day off, but not for rest, but because he had something important to do.
Not long after Qi Yan left, she also went out fully armed.
Qi Yan walked into the classroom at the right time and sat down in the last row.
It was a bit too much to put on the down jacket and then change back into the school uniform. My hands were red from the cold.
He rubbed his hands for a while to stretch his muscles before picking up a pencil to write and draw on the book.
Yang Hong received the news of the mission failure last night, so he was not surprised at all that Qi Yan was able to continue going to school without any harm. However, his look at him was a little gloomy.
Pei Xing had something on his mind and felt a little nervous. When he sat next to him, his heart beat much faster than usual.
"Qi Yan." Pei Xing lowered his voice and said dryly, "Why are you wearing your school uniform to class again today? The temperature seems to be lower today than yesterday."
Qi Yan turned the page to cover the painting, stopped writing and looked at the blackboard.
Pei Xing had long expected that Qi Yan would ignore him, so he was not disappointed. He was even somewhat grateful for his silence, as he did not let this dry and forced beginning castrate his courage.
He continued, "I'm sorry that Yang Hong misunderstood you yesterday. I know you're not that kind of person, but I still let you get criticized. I'm sorry."
Qi Yan still had no reaction.
Pei Xing placed a pair of gloves he had bought in advance on the table and slowly pushed them towards Qi Yan's hands. "I know this can't make up for the hurt you've suffered, but I sincerely want to gain your forgiveness. I hope you can put aside the past and accept it."
He bought a pair of black warm leather gloves, a brand name product. The price was not cheap, but not too expensive either. As an apology gift to a pauper, it was just the right amount.
Even because it was sent in winter, Pei Xing seemed very meticulous and considerate.
After all, anyone with eyes could see that Qi Yan's hands, which were frozen as red as carrots, really needed some practical means of keeping warm.
It was just a few verbal disputes and misunderstandings that did not cause any actual harm. This was sincere enough.
But Qi Yan didn't even look at him, he just stood up and sat in the empty seat in the front row.
There are five seats at a long table. Generally, four people in a dormitory sit together. There is just one seat left vacant. When Qi Yan sits down, there is no room for Pei Xing.
The students nearby were all looking at the two of them openly and secretly.
Pei Xing was embarrassed.
Qi Yan will ignore it to the end.
In the eyes of others, the gloves on the table were simply Qi Yan's self-conceited way of humiliating Pei Xing.
Extremely tough and unruly, leaving no room for maneuver.
Pei Xing felt ashamed and angry because of the gazes from all directions. He didn't understand why Qi Yan hated him so much and didn't even look at him.
At the same time, he finally understood why Yang Hong hated Qi Yan so much.
Anyone who has been raised as a child of luxury and is ignored and rejected so many times would get angry.
Why is Qi Yan so arrogant and unkind? Can he guarantee that he will never be constrained and will not need any help from friends throughout his life?
Pei Xing picked up his gloves, stood up and returned to his seat.
Yang Hong was delighted to see Pei Xing suffer a setback. His eyebrows were raised, and he gloated, "I told you he wouldn't want it. The most precious thing for a lowly person is his so-called self-respect."
"If you speak to him in a nice way, he will think it's charity. If you speak to him in a bad way, he will think you are bullying him."
Yang Hong pretended to fan his nose and said, "What a disgusting low-class person."
Pei Xing's face turned even uglier when he heard this.
It sounds harsh, but Qi Yan is indeed a stone in the toilet, smelly and hard.
If you get close to him again, he'll be a dog.
Yang Hong narrowed his eyes, glanced at Pei Xing, and sneered silently.
He has been praised so much that he has become stupid and really thinks that the whole world buys into his hypocritical behavior.
Instead of being a shining star in the Beijing circle, she keeps hanging around poor people. He is also a despicable person, just as despicable as Qi Yan.
Yang Hong looked at the professor spitting all over the podium, his chin resting on his hand in a daze.
The waste from the slums failed, so who should he find next to defeat Qi Yan?
After the class, the quiet classroom became lively for a short time.
A man wearing an orange delivery uniform, a helmet of the same color, sunglasses and a mask, with his whole body covered tightly, suddenly appeared at the classroom door.
His eyes wandered among the crowd for a moment, then he walked straight to stand beside Yang Hong.
"Are you Yang Hong?" The voice was muffled by the mask, and the deliberately lowered voice made it difficult to tell whether it was a man or a woman.
Yang Hong, who was playing the video game with his head down, looked up and saw the strange-looking man in front of him. He couldn't help but frowned, "Who are you? What's going on?"
"Takeout." A gloved hand reached into the orange takeout bag.
Yang Hong was puzzled, "I didn't order takeout."
"You ordered it."
Before he finished speaking, the hand that was groping in the bag suddenly grabbed a handful of gray-black unknown objects and stuffed them into Yang Hong's mouth.
Yang Hong felt like vomiting, so he subconsciously used the tip of his tongue to block it and leaned forward.
The lips and the tip of the tongue feel slightly soft, but once you lick it it's all crumbs.
At the same time, a strange and foul smell hit me in the face.
Yang Hong didn't even have time to figure out what was in his mouth before he let out an exaggerated retching sound, "Ugh!"
At the same time, the orange takeout bag "slapped" onto his head.
The black, yellow, dry and runny liquid in the bag covered him from head to toe like a shower.
In the blink of an eye, most of the full bag of "takeout" was spilled.
A few lumps of shit happened to fall into Yang Hong's palm. When he took a closer look, he found that it was actually shit!
He was horrified and opened his mouth to curse, but all he heard was a series of retching sounds, one louder than the other.
"vomit!"
"vomit!"
"vomit!!!"
Pei Xing was sitting next to him, and seeing this, he quickly took off the takeout bag covering his head.
The shit piled on Yang Hong's head scattered everywhere like exploding fireworks because of this action.
Some of it even splashed onto his clothes.
Pei Xing: “……!!!”
This was the first time for him, who had a car to get around, to come into contact with shit.
"vomit!!!"
He vomited louder than Yang Hong.
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