When the bell rang, Teacher Ou stopped her speech about how her nth student had become successful and how she was grateful many years later. She cleared her throat and said, "I won't arrange the seats for the first month. You can sit with whoever you want. I'll make arrangements after the next monthly exam results come out. Okay, get out of class is over. Let's take a rest first."
She did a good thing. Let yourself choose your deskmate.
In this class, Song Yu had a not-so-good dream.
The scene is bizarre, yet cold and bloody.
An unnamed island, lonely and gloomy like a cage, and then the endless blue sky and ocean.
The man leaning against the yacht, his windbreaker fluttering like the wings of a seagull, the wet and salty wind blowing through his messy black hair, his deep peach blossom eyes were cold and heartless.
It seemed that someone on the boat was in a hurry to get out.
The man was holding a gun in his hand with a nonchalant look on his face.
Then the glass shattered and hit my heart directly.
There were the sounds of gunfire, sea breeze, and shouting.
Blood, wind, and eyes of disbelief.
The picture was frozen on the bored and disgusted smile on the man's lips. He turned around and jumped into the sea, his back looked elegant and neat.
Song Yu suddenly woke up. The class was noisy and lively after class, with girls laughing and chatting and boys playing games.
Ma Xiaoding volunteered to explain the topic to Xi Bowen: "Oh, you still like to recite poems. I think I have learned this poem before, 'Ten years of life and death, I can't forget it without thinking about it. A brocade hat and a sable coat, a thousand riders roll over the plain. Is it right?"
Xi Bowen: "??? It seems to be fine, but I always feel something is wrong. Did you recite it wrong?"
Ma Xiaoding: "Impossible! It rhymes so well!"
There is talk all over the body. Song Yu's confused eyes gradually became clear.
The wind blowing in from the window gave him a sense of reality. He looked down at his hands, feeling an unrelieved depression lingering in his heart.
The person he just dreamed about should be Xie Sui.
In the book, Xie Sui was imprisoned on a deserted island and his pride was broken... He gave up reading after that, so Xie Sui shot and killed those three scumbags afterwards? Or rather, this was the result he hoped for.
"Xie Sui." Song Yu's throat was a little dry, and he subconsciously tilted his head, only to find that Xie Sui was no longer in his seat.
Ma Xiaoding heard him calling for help and said, "Brother Yu, Xie Sui has been called to the office."
Song Yu nodded.
Song Yu lowered his eyes and rubbed his temples.
At this moment, a figure suddenly came over and a group of people stood in front of him.
"Hey, little brother, can I discuss something with you?"
The person who spoke was a tall and thin boy, wearing a black T-shirt, a crew cut, and three rows of earrings. You can tell at first glance that he's not someone who's easy to get along with. He tapped the table with his fingers, grinned wickedly, and there was no sign of negotiation in his eyes.
The classroom suddenly became quiet, and those who were playing with their phones or chatting couldn't help but turn their eyes over here.
Song Yu treated the gangsters with knives and sticks in Lianyun Street like a father, so how could he be scared by a few high school students?
But now he was a little drowsy because of the dream, and he lazily raised his eyelids and said, "Speak."
The tall and thin boy snorted and laughed, "Our brother Ci wants to switch seats with you, do you want to?"
Brother Ci?
Song Yu woke up and opened his eyes.
The tall and thin boy smiled with an ambiguous tone: "Wang family, do you understand? Jingcheng Wang family, Brother Ci wants to switch places with you."
Song Yu was worried about how to get angry, but he also smiled happily.
He twirled his pen and said with disdain, "Wang Ci? Who?"
The tall and thin boy stared at him in silence. No one in the class dared to make a sound for a moment. It was so quiet that even the sound of a pen falling to the ground could be heard clearly. The way he looked at Song Yu was as if he was looking at a martyr.
Is this person really stupid or just pretending to be stupid? That’s the Wang family, and they often appear on Jingcheng TV.
"It's normal not to know each other, so let's get to know each other now."
On the other side of the classroom, against the wall, a slightly plump boy stood up and said with a forced smile.
He had single eyelids, small eyes, and slightly thick lips. His simple and honest appearance on an average person's face looked particularly greasy and sinister on him.
Wang Ci walked out of his seat and walked straight towards Song Yu, his eyes fixed on her like a venomous snake.
"Little friend, please give me some face. I want to change seats with you."
Wang Ci has now walked into trouble.
As luck would have it, Song Yu had such a dream, and was so angry at the scumbags in "Gentle Control" that he gnashed his teeth.
Youyou smiled: "Why should I give you face?"
hiss. The whole class gasped.
Song Yu continued indifferently: "Because you are so shameless?"
The whole class: “…”
fierce!
Wang Ci pulled the corner of his mouth in a neither-amusing nor-sinister manner.
The group of people in Hei Tixiu followed Wang Ci's lead. Seeing Song Yu being so provocative, they immediately broke up and slammed the table: "I told you to change the fucking thing! So much nonsense! Are you going to change or not!"
But before he could do anything, Ma Xiaoding stood up and smashed a can on the ground, the sound was louder than his: "Try to be louder!"
The already quiet and depressing class atmosphere suddenly became tense.
The man in black shirt was stunned: "Ma Xiaoding?"
Ma Xiaoding ignored him and stood next to Song Yu, looking ferocious: "My brother Yu said he won't change! Do you want me to chop off your ears if you don't have them?"
Ma Xiaoding has always been a troublemaker and a school bully in junior high school. He has many subordinates and is ruthless in fighting.
The black T-shirt was a little intimidated by him, but he couldn't save face, so he said stiffly: "Did I ask you?"
Song Yu found the question funny and threw the pen on the table: "If you don't want to change it, get out."
Three words.
The tone was extremely arrogant.
Hei Ti Shi was stunned, unable to make a decision for a moment, and looked at Wang Ci: "Brother Ci."
Wang Ci's tiny eyes were only fixed on Song Yu. He stared at her for a long time without knowing what he was thinking. Finally, he showed an uncomfortable smile, said nothing, and sat back.
The eldest left, and the remaining three or four did not stay either.
Hei Tixiu also said something cruel: "If you mess with our Brother Ci, you will have to pay the price in the future!"
Ma Xiaoding got angry: "Come on! Let's see who will be the one to suffer the consequences."
Hei Tixiu gritted his teeth, but didn't dare to fight him. Zhuansheng muttered softly: "The dog of the Meng family, who do you think you are?"
After the class atmosphere froze for a short time, someone's cell phone rang in the classroom, breaking the silence. Everyone started whispering, and the qi deficiency gradually eased.
Ma Xiaoding felt as disgusted as if he had eaten a fly. "Wang family of Jingcheng, ugh, what the hell."
If Brother Yu didn't just want to go to school quietly, he would have brought up his background and scared these frogs in the well to death.
He looked at Song Yu nervously: "Brother Yu, that idiot just touched you."
In his heart, Brother Yu is a porcelain doll that cannot be touched and will break if touched and needs to be well protected.
Song Yu was too lazy to worry about these people for the time being, "No."
Ma Xiaoding was furious: "I'll find a chance to beat up this idiot Jiang Xiu."
Jiang Xiu is the name of the man in the black T-shirt.
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