When he said he wanted to chat, Jiang Zhihuo didn't know what to say to Ding Jianhui.

    Zong Bei asked him jokingly before: Did old man Ding want to force him to "reform evil and return to righteousness" by making him feel guilty.

    Jiang Zhihuo was really guilty, and Ding Jianhui was really helping him think of a way out for the future.

    "Although I just said it now, it should be in time." Ding Jianhui said earnestly, "You are handsome, tall, and active. Next year's art exam will be from April to July. You can catch up if you start studying now."

    Ding Jianhui slowed down Tone: "The teacher will never be biased because of a student's grades. Everyone is different, and they are good at different aspects. Your grades are average, and the teacher doesn't think it is a bad thing. There are many ways out. The score in the art test can be lowered." For a long time, the teacher happens to have a classmate who is also taking the art test, so I can ask you a question, think about it, and get to know it first?"

    Ding Jianhui took out a stack of documents from the drawer, most of which were about the introduction of the art test Compared with the results of previous years, Jiang Zhihuo took the stack of papers, remained silent for a long time, and then said: "Teacher, I'm sorry, I...don't have that kind of thought

    right now." He needs to communicate with his parents when he goes back. Give Jiang Zhihuo some time to think about it. He took a sip of wolfberry tea and asked, "When the teacher asked you to write an essay just now, did you think about it?"

    Ding Jianhui's tone was calm, not to teach Jiang Zhihuo a lesson, but because he really wanted to know his thoughts. Jiang Zhihuo was embarrassed to argue in front of him, and said seriously: "Teacher, to be honest, you assign me A school, Q Hua or B University, I can go to it, really."

    "Hahahaha." Ding Jianhui was amused by Jiang Zhihuo's serious nonsense expression, he said a few more chicken soup, waved his hand, and finally Put Jiang Zhihuo back in class.

    "Can you understand this question, Zong Bei?"

    Ding Jianhui sat next to the second class math teacher. Zong Bei didn't understand two steps in the class. After class, he went to the office to ask. content of the conversation.

    "I understand, thank you teacher!"

    Zong Bei put away the test paper and caught up with Jiang Zhihuo.

    "Fire!" Zong Bei stopped him and went straight to the point, "I heard what I said to Teacher Ding just now! I think Teacher Ding is right, you can't go on like this!"

    "Me?" Jiang Zhihuo pointed to himself.

    Zongbei nodded.

    Jiang Zhihuo: "What's wrong with me?"

    Zong Beiyi said righteously: "Fighting and skipping classes to chase girls, you can no longer be a school bully, you are in your third year of high school, you should study hard!"

    Jiang Zhihuo: "I didn't fight, did I?"

    Zongbei: "In short, you should focus on your studies now!"

    Jiang Zhihuo thought Zongbei probably heard the conversation in the office. Zongbei has always been a responsible person, not only for himself, but also for his friends . Jiang Zhihuo's heart warmed, he put his arms around Zong Bei's shoulders, and whispered: "You don't have to worry about me, I'm really fine with Q Hua B."

    Zong Bei: "..."

    Jiang Zhihuo: "Actually, you What I saw was not the real me, I was very strong, and I had to hide my strength for some reason."

    "..." Zong Bei pushed Jiang Zhihuo's hand away, and spoke sternly and righteously, "Huo, from today onwards, I will help you Make up lessons!"

    Jiang Zhihuo: "..."

    One of the things Jiang Zhihuo regrets the most in his life is the one-to-one support plan that he agreed to the class teacher in the third year of junior high school. The scene of making up lessons in the past is vivid.

    Jiang Zhihuo directly refused: "I won't make love!"

    Zong Bei: "No!! I'm in my third year of high school, I can't stand it if you continue like this."

    Jiang Zhihuo: "Did you forget that we were suffering together at the time!"

    Zongbei: "I'm your friend, I can't let you go!"

    Jiang Zhihuo: "You can put your sense of responsibility in a more suitable place!"

    Zong Bei is as stubborn as a bull, and what he has decided does not make sense at all. Jiang Zhihuo sees that this person has no intention of retreating at all. , don't stop much, just run away.

    The corridor after get out of class was already noisy. After a boring class, many boys were talking loudly outside the classroom, sobering up. Zong Bei couldn't keep up with people coming and going.

    Feng Zhi came up from the stairs.

    Director Feng often came to the teaching building to inspect the discipline. For the gentle and refined Director Feng, the students respected him from the bottom of his heart. He didn't need to speak at all. After seeing him, the voices in the corridor felt much quieter.

    An Omega in class three walked out of the classroom with two books in his arms. One of them didn't pay attention, and the pen on the cover of the book fell off. Just as he was about to pick it up, Feng Zhi had already bent down to pick it up for him.

    "Thank you Director Feng." The Omega boy showed a smile.

    "It's okay." Feng Zhi raised his hand and gently squeezed Omega's shoulder with his usual elegance.

    Jiang Zhihuo, who was caught by Zong Bei by the window of the second class: "Huo, I'm serious, you don't want to run away now."

    "I didn't want to run away." Jiang Zhihuo asked, lying on the window and looking in, " What's wrong with Yuyun?" In the

    midsummer of August, the classroom was extremely hot, and Bai Yuyun was actually wearing a long-sleeved school uniform, and he seemed to have no energy, leaning on the seat with a pale face.

    "What else can happen?" Zong Bei didn't think much about it, "I'm not feeling well, why can a girl feel uncomfortable?"

    Jiang Zhihuo thought of the bruises that Bai Yuyun accidentally exposed yesterday, and pondered: "Really?

    " Yes, yes." Seeing Jiang Zhihuo's expression suddenly sank, Zong Bei patted him on the back again, "Don't girls have such a few days every month? You have to worry about it for a while. I bought a bag of brown sugar during class and brought it up, now let’s talk about make-up classes..."

    "That's right!" Jiang Zhihuo seemed to have just remembered, and he clenched his fist and slammed it on the palm of the other hand, "I'll talk about everything later, I'll go buy a bag of brown sugar!"

    After Jiang Zhihuo finished speaking, he rushed downstairs, running very fast By the time Zong Bei realized that Jiang Zhihuo was trying to avoid his topic, he could no longer see the figure clearly.

    There is a 40-minute break between classes in No. 1 Middle School, and the flag-raising ceremony is on Monday. On such a hot day, the scorching sun fell from the top of the head without any shelter. After standing on the playground for a while, I could sweat all over and feel dizzy.

    As soon as the word "disbanded" was uttered, the students on the playground quickly evacuated to the teaching building. The classroom was also hot, but at least they didn't need to bask in the sun.

    A certain boy in class four of senior high school was thinking about the remaining ten minutes to write two more questions, so he ran fast. As soon as he arrived in the classroom, he saw Jiang Zhihuo leaning against the door of class four with a fierce expression on his face.

    Jiang Xiaoba never showed such an expression.

    The footsteps that the boy wanted to take tremblingly retracted, and the students behind who also wanted to return to the classroom were stopped by the boy.

    "What's wrong?" Someone asked.

    "Shh." The boy made a silent gesture and pointed to the classroom.

    The boys behind them poked their heads one after another.

    I saw that Jiang Zhihuo kept his eyebrows pressed down, with a few minutes of hostility overflowing from his body, and he was firmly pinching Yan Mu's wrist. The two didn't say a word, their eyes exchanged for a while, Jiang Zhihuo directly pulled Yan Mu to the other direction of the corridor.

    The four classes looked at each other in blank dismay.

    Sit back to your seat, and the privately created group frantically jumped out of the news.

    [Boy 1]: The face is beautiful and double-faced.
    [Boy 2]: What's going on between them? !

    [Boys 3]: Holding the grass? I didn't see it in the commissary, what happened what happened?

    [Boy 4]: I came back early. As soon as I came back, Brother Huo stayed at the door of the class. His expression was super fierce. He grabbed Yan Shen's hand directly. When Yan Shen saw him, he didn't say anything. Follow along!

    [Girl 1]: Why?

    [Girl 2]: Just now I heard from a friend in Class 2 that the school bully sent brown sugar water to the school belle.

    [Girl 2]: Did they have a conflict because of the school belle?

    At that time, I heard that the two started chasing Bai Yuyun at the same time. While the girls felt sorry for it, they also felt that it was reasonable. Girls all like that face and that quiet and elegant demeanor, no wonder the two handsome guys like her.

    Normally, Jiang Zhihuo and Yan Mu didn't deal with each other. They didn't have much contact with each other in the first and second grades, and they didn't show it in front of everyone. When they ran into the school belle, the two of them completely let go of their superficial politeness and directly broke up. In just three days, Jiang Zhihuo came to Yan Mu three times!

    [Boy 2]: But I think Brother Huo can't do anything, right?

    [Boy 5]: I'm still a little worried about Yan Shen.

    [Boy 5]: Brother Huo is a good person, and he is righteous, but don't forget that at the beginning of the first year of high school, Brother Huo directly beat up the bully of the vocational school next door?

    [Boy 5]: Although it was said to be revenge for a classmate, but the attack was really ruthless. I heard that two people went directly to the hospital.

    [Boy 5]: I have a classmate who is in the same junior high school as brother Huo. I heard that at that time, a boy was forced to jump off the building. He was already standing on the roof and was dragged off.

    [Boy 5]: Anyway, those who make enemies with him basically have a hard time.

    The school bully in every school has a bunch of legends, true and false. This boy heard so many gossip from nowhere, and sent out a series of gossip. Class 4 suddenly fell silent, and everyone stared at the bubble in the group chat. , speechless.

    After a long time, someone finally asked cautiously: "How about? Let's find someone to take a look?" There

    was a sound of chairs moving one after another, and they turned their eyes to Xie Qiu.

    Needless to say, Xie Qiu had already stood up after knowing that Brother Yan had been taken away by Jiang Zhihuo.

    Yan Mu and Jiang Zhihuo didn't deal with each other, he could see it all the time, the two hated each other so much that they wanted to say "disgusting" when they passed each other, it's okay to quarrel, if something really happens, it's okay to fight Not surprisingly.

    Last Saturday, after Yan Mu was called away by Jiang Zhihuo, he never came back. No matter how Xie Qiu asked, Yan Mu could only say "I'm fine".

    How could it be all right? ! It's okay to go with him!

    Wouldn't it be a big conflict? !

    As soon as he saw the news, Xie Qiu hurried to find Zong Bei. The two of them often met Jiang Zhihuo and Yan Mu, so they added WeChat naturally, and sometimes exchanged routes with each other so that the two would not run into each other again. quarreled.

    Zong Bei was also shocked when he heard the news that Jiang Zhihuo went to look for Yan Mu again: Brother Huo went to look for Yan Shen again?

    Xie Qiu: Do you know what happened to the two of them?

    Zongbei: I don't know?

    Zongbei: Never mind what happened, let's go check it out!

    At the end of the corridor on the third floor, there is an empty classroom. The location here is biased, and it is usually used to pile up useless desks and chairs, and no one will come in.

    The tables and chairs were piled up in the corner, Yan Mu half-sat on the table, Jiang Zhihuo bent over his neck, breathing Alpha's pheromone, the tense back finally relaxed a little bit.

    Kissing is currently accepted as the longest-lasting restraint method, but it is not perfect. During the big break, Class 4 dragged the classroom, and Jiang Zhihuo was dragged off the playground by a group of boys. Mu, in the middle of the flag-raising ceremony, fever symptoms suddenly appeared, and almost fell directly on the playground.

    So fucking painful!

    Ten minutes before class, Jiang Zhihuo heard some pheromones first and decided to wait for a while.

    "No emotional inhibitor?" Jiang Zhihuo pressed his chin against Ding Yanmu's shoulder, "Put more pheromone?"

    Yan Mu snorted coldly, it was fresh, like the smell after the spring rain overflowed a little bit .

    Jiang Zhihuo asked: "I've been curious for a long time, what exactly does your pheromone smell like?"

    Yan Mu: "Rain."

    Hearing this answer, Jiang Zhihuo's thoughts paused for a moment.

    "Rain?"

    "Yeah." Yan Mu said, "Haven't you seen it?"

    "No, I've seen it." To be normal, Yan Mu's tone, Jiang Zhihuo could directly confront him, but this time he was uncharacteristically calm. Said, "I have a friend whom I haven't seen for a long time. The report also said this smell. He left before the split. I haven't heard of it."

    Jiang Zhihuo didn't want to talk too much about himself with Yan Mu, so he asked: "What's the matter with your hand?"

    I saw it on Saturday, and Chang Luo mentioned it in the morning. I will look at it later, and the bruises are much lighter than before.

    Yan Mu: "Hey."

    "Oh." Jiang Zhihuo turned his head again and said, "Yuyun is not feeling well today."

    Yan Mu lowered his eyes and glanced at him.

    Jiang Zhihuo: "You don't want to send something?"

    Yan Mu: "Understood."

    Jiang Zhihuo glanced again, and didn't speak again. After a while, Yan Mu lowered his head: "Is it enough?

    " Wanting to spend time in this empty classroom, Jiang Zhihuo changed his position before he could react. The whole person was squeezed against the edge of the desk. Yan Mu directly stroked the back of his head and kissed him.

    "Wait, wait!!" Jiang Zhihuo, "Are you in such a hurry?"

    "I have to go to class." Yan Mu said.

    "Then don't move, I'll do it." In this regard, Jiang Zhihuo always had the idea that he didn't want to admit defeat, and only those who had the initiative would win. Thinking this way, he pushed Yan Mu into a corner again, holding her His face kisses him.

    Pheromone and hot breath overflowed between the lips and teeth.

    When kissing, there will always be some unconscious reactions, such as wanting to bump forward, the table moves, and Yan Mu's leg happens to be stuck on the edge of the table. It doesn't hurt, but it's not uncomfortable either. He subconsciously wants to reach out and hug Jiang Zhihuo's. waist. His waist sank, Jiang Zhihuo remembered the place where the two of them had accidentally huddled together in the morning, goosebumps appeared on his back, he immediately let go of his lips, and patted Yan Mu's hand away forcefully.

    "You are not allowed to move!"

    Zong Bei and Xie Qiu ran all over the floor, even knocking on the toilet cubicles one by one, only to find Yan Mu and Jiang Zhihuo.

    "Where can they go?" Xie Qiu asked.

    "I don't know." Zong Bei was a little tired from running, his chest heaved up and down.

    As soon as class was about to start, at this moment, there was a sound of tables and chairs being bumped from the empty classroom behind him.

    Then came Jiang Zhihuo's slightly threatening and warning voice.

    "You are not allowed to move!"

    "Think about what you are now, should you listen to me?"

    "Don't accidentally touch it again."

    Xie Qiu: "!"

    Zong Bei: "!"

    Immediately afterwards, another There was a sound of tables and chairs being bumped.

    The curtains of the empty classroom were drawn, and it was impossible to see what was going on inside. Zong Bei gently pushed the door and said, "Locked!"

    "Here, here!" Xie Qiu pointed to a window, "It's not fastened here!"

    The two took a deep breath, quickly opened the window, and jumped into the classroom with only two people from the closed curtains.

    "Brother Huo, Brother Yan, please don't fight!!!"