While I was thinking, my body relaxed unconsciously and my leg was touched again.
He glanced at her nice little leather shoes and suddenly remembered that the school required students to wear uniforms from head to toe, and she naturally ignored the rules and always dressed beautifully.
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When they arrived at school, they went to different classes.
One is Class 1 and the other is Class 14, one is at the head and the other is at the tail, the class with the best and the worst grades.
The sounds coming from Class 1 were passionate morning reading, while the sounds coming from Class 14 were chaotic and noisy, which was a clear distinction.
The boy walked into his class and said sincerely: "Sorry, teacher, I'm late."
Yu Huan walked into his classroom, but the teacher had not arrived yet.
She took out a book and flipped through the pages randomly, feeling depressed. The situation in the morning had not been successful at all.
So that level of bullying doesn't count.
Then how to bully them?
Yu Huan was feeling distressed when she unexpectedly received an opportunity. The new semester's schedule had classes for Class 1 and Class 14, with the same physical education class taking place on the playground.
The vicious female supporting role, of course, has her own little followers in school. Yu Huan is no exception.
The school’s underground supermarket is built under the basketball court next to it, so as soon as the class is dismissed, the students like to run there without telling their teachers.
"Yu Huan, what do you want to eat? Let's go buy some." A little follower asked attentively.
"Jelly." Yu Huan was annoyed by the glare of the sun and walked under the shade of a tree.
Immediately, a classmate handed over his exercise book: "Take this."
"Thank you." Yu Huan turned over the exercise book unhappily and sat down. She didn't like this kind of environment. She wanted to play games in a soft and comfortable room with a suitable temperature, so she was a little listless.
The boy who passed by her paused for a moment, and when he realized it was her, he suspected that he had misheard.
Will she even say thank you?
On the other side of the tree are several ping-pong tables, and the crackling sound of the balls makes people drowsy.
"Gu Lan, how come you are so awesome? You have good grades and you are such a great basketball player."
"Yeah, I heard you played ball with the geography teacher last time."
"Gu Lan is a genius student. He's smart and knows everything."
"God of study, please let me copy the math homework assigned by the teacher. I really can't understand that question..."
The conversation that took place while playing ball suddenly woke Yu Huan up.
She held her chin and looked to the side, and sure enough, she saw Gu Lan, wearing a neat blue and white school uniform, holding the racket in a standard posture.
If there is a real gaze, it is impossible to ignore it. Gu Lan is not used to being stared at like this, and he can only feel his breathing becoming increasingly shallow.
His performance gradually declined. He missed a ball and it hit the opposite wall and bounced to the ground, rolling under a tree.
Gu Lan came over to pick up the ball, and just as he was about to touch it, the ball was stepped on by a shoe that looked somewhat familiar.
Yu Huan stood on the ball, tiptoed, and looked at him proudly.
Gu Lan's expression gradually faded, and he said, "Give it back to me."
"You said it's yours, so it's yours? Has anyone seen it? I said it's mine." She said unreasonably.
"Qin Yuhuan." He called her calmly, his eyes dark.
Yu Huan felt that he was a little angry and was afraid that he would reveal the truth about their identities.
Just then, someone who had gone shopping came back and brought her some jelly. She found a step and kicked the ball aside without a care in the world.
"Gu Lan, what's wrong?"
"Will the ball be lost?"
When asked by the uninformed classmates, Gu Lan closed his eyes, endured it, bent down to pick up the ball, and wiped it with a tissue.
"The progress of the task of bullying the male protagonist increases by one." The system suddenly popped up.
Yu Huan understood that the male protagonist had to think that he was being bullied.
So, was it because he didn't succeed in the morning that he didn't realize it was bullying, or because he didn't know she was that kind of person?
She was a little strange.
But I'm too lazy to think too much about the problems I can't figure out.
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On the way back, she was eager to try and verify whether her idea was correct.
"I heard you are a good student?" She asked with her chin raised.
Gu Lan ignored her.
But she refused to let him go. She took out her exercise book from her schoolbag and threw it at Gu Lan: "Help me with my homework."
"Why?" Gu Lan asked back softly, feeling a little angry, but also feeling that it was useless to be angry with such a person.
If he continues like this, Yu Huan will not be able to complete his mission.
Anxiously, Yu Huan grabbed his collar and said arrogantly, "Why do you say that? You're living in my house now. My parents told you not to move back, and you still insist on disturbing my life."
Gu Lan also wanted to remain calm, but her words were like a sharp blade that cut through the bloody facts, telling him that no one would want him no matter where he went.
The emotions he had been trying to suppress surged up the moment he heard these words. His breathing became rapid. He grabbed her wrist and tried to pull it away, his voice trembling as he asked, "Do you think I want this?"
A delicate exclamation suddenly interrupted his mood. The precious young lady shook off his hand, looked at the back of her red hand, and glared at him fiercely: "You hurt me."
Gu Lan snorted coldly. He just used a little more force: "It's because you are thin-skinned and tender."
"Do your homework. If you don't, I'll tell Dad that you bullied me." She took the opportunity to threaten.
"I bullied you?" Gu Lan asked in disbelief.
"We have both the witnesses and the evidence. Who do you think my father will believe?" She blew proudly on the back of her red and hot hand and looked at the driver who was driving.
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