After Rebirth, I Am the White Moonlight of All The Big Brothers

Jiang Han fell asleep last night.

A man was lying on the big bed, tossing and turning, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

How could he be fooled by Jiang Fuyue's eyes?

Thinking of her, Jiang Han, she is a well-known figure in the middle, not to mention calling for wind and rain, but also having a head and face.

She was clearly the one who brought someone to warn Jiang Fuyue, but she was actually scared by Jiang Fuyue—

Shame!

What a shame!

Sister Han thought about it all night, her teeth were sore, and she couldn't take this breath.

After struggling through the morning and afternoon classes without escaping, he went straight to the floor of Class 3 after school and squatted at the corner of the corridor, just for this moment.

"Jiang Fuyue," Jiang Han put his hands in his pockets, smiling maliciously, "Do you want to go to the toilet or the playground today?"

Both places are great places for repair people.

Jiang Fuyue: "Toilet." Nearby.

Familiar places, familiar tastes, and the same four people.

"Sister Han, it's been checked, no one." Dogleg No. 1 walked around each squatting position and reported in a low voice.

"The door is closed, too." Dogleg Two followed.

Jiang Han's face sank suddenly, looking at Jiang Fuyue in front of him is like looking at a chicken to be slaughtered: "Go, take off her schoolbag for me!"

Dogleg One moved when he heard the sound.

Just the next second—

boom!

The sound of the heavy meat landing was dull and dull, and before everyone could react, Dogleg No. 1 had already landed on the ground with a dull expression.

Jiang Fuyue, on the other hand, stood firmly on the spot, her schoolbag hanging on her shoulders intact.

Condescending and condescending.

Then, his eyes fell on Jiang Han's face, and he smiled: "Are you here?"

"..." Jiang Han's legs softened.

Jiang Fuyue stepped closer, her dark eyes like a calm deep sea under the night.

Here comes the feeling of being eroded by darkness and being refrigerated in an ice cellar! Jiang Han's calf trembled and he retreated unconsciously.

When there was no way to retreat, Jiang Fuyue bullied herself forward and supported the wall with one hand. At this time, Jiang Han's face was so white that it was impossible to see, and cold sweat also slid down his cheeks from the forehead.

"You...what do you want..." Her lips trembled.

Jiang Fuyue curled her lips, her eyes lighted.

five minutes later.

Jiang Hansheng squatted in the corner reluctantly, scratching his ears at the math workbook spread out in front of him.

It is known that the function f(x) is an odd function defined on (-1, 1), and...

She knew every word, but when she put it together, it became a book from heaven, and the more she read it, the more she wanted to sleep.

The legs of the two puppies next to them were not much better either—

"Sister Han, what does 'the slope of the tangent at point P is 2' mean?"

Jiang Han: "?"

"How much is ln2 equal to?"

Jiang Han: "??"

...

"Odd change and even change, what's the next sentence?"

"I know this—symbols look at the quadrants!"

"Sister Han is still amazing."

"Hey, it's nice to talk about it."

Jiang Fuyue, who stood by and listened to the whole process: "..."

Twenty minutes later.

Jiang Han fell into deep despair when he looked at the exercise book how it was and what it is now.

So much so that the disgusting toilet smell becomes insignificant.

The two puppy legs have secretly wiped away two rounds of tears. Right now, they are blushing and staring at Jiang Han, hoping that the eldest sister can take them out of the sea of ​​misery.

Unfortunately, no response was received.

Jiang Fuyue, on the other hand, was leaning leisurely on the railing of the corridor, facing the direction of the women's toilet. From this angle, she could supervise the three of them without smelling the bad smell.

During this period, she filled out two math papers, two physics papers, and twenty-six pages of English cloze exercises.

When it was almost time to read, she gathered the test papers and put them in her schoolbag.

Then he pointed to Dogleg One: "You, come here."

The pain from the previous fall seemed to come back, and No. 1 was shaking all over, but he had to bite the bullet and go forward.

Jiang Fuyue: "Take the exercise book."

"……Oh."

"name?"

The other party was stunned, "...Ge, Meng."

Jiang Fuyue didn't look up, glanced at it, and quickly turned the page: "The thirty-two multiple-choice questions are all wrong, it's a talent."

Dogleg One lowered his eyelids in shame.

Jiang Fuyue called number 2 again: "...Fill in the blanks and write the root number 3." He actually got one right.

In the end, it was Jiang Han's turn, no surprise, it was blank.

"Continue tomorrow." After speaking, Jiang Fuyue turned and left.

Three people: "?"

Suddenly, she stepped back, and she turned her head with a smile on her lips, but it didn't catch her eye: "You can slip if you want, but you have to be mentally prepared."

As for the psychological preparation, Jiang Fuyue did not say.

But it was enough to make Jiang Han and the two puppies' legs tense, and the soles of their feet became cold.

...

After leaving the school gate, it is no longer rush hour, and only a few students are crossing the road.

"Jiang Fuyue—"

The voice came from behind, and before she could turn around, a tall figure had already jumped in front of her.

Jiang Fuyue stepped back and stood still, looking up at the other party.

I saw a slender boy wearing a basketball uniform, the cloth wet with sweat, and clinging to his chest, outlining a good-looking muscle line.

Not the exaggerated muscles piled up by protein powder in the gym, but the natural contours of long-term exercise.

The lips are red and the teeth are white, and the sweat is meandering.

If it weren't for the colorful short hair and the unruly smile on his face, he would undoubtedly be an exceedingly beautiful boy.

Basketball in the left hand, smoke in the right hand, and puffing like a hooligan, but strangely full of juvenile feeling.

Yici, Linnan No. 1 Middle School and Ling Xuan are equally famous figures, the famous school bully Benba.

but……

The original owner doesn't seem to have any intersection with him.

Jiang Fuyue said lightly: "Is something wrong?"

"Tsk," the boy's presumptuous gaze swept over her, and he was amazed, "I heard that you cheated on Ling Xuan today?"

"Does it have anything to do with you?"

Yici's smile suddenly faded, and her eyes became a little colder: "Classmate, are you very tricky?"

"Thank you. You're in my way, please let me go."

Yi Ci's eyes were half-squinted, a dangerous color swept past, and at the same time, there was an interest that had not been revealed in the depths.

"Ling Xuan and I are enemies," he said.

Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows.

"As the saying goes, the enemy of your enemy is your friend."

She was silent.

The boy suddenly lowered his head and leaned into her ear: "Why don't we join forces?" Accompanied by a chuckle, he seemed more malicious.

Jiang Fuyue suddenly turned her head to the side and met his eyes.

Yici was not prepared at all, and in the blink of an eye, the girl's fair face appeared in front of her eyes so unexpectedly, accompanied by shallow breathing, a lingering fragrance lingered.

He jumped back and instantly moved away from Jiang Fuyue, only the back of his neck was quietly covered with a layer of pink.

"What are you doing?!" The boy's expression was surly and his tone was fierce.

But only he himself knew how much foreign power and how much bluff was in that kind of ferocity.

On the other hand, Jiang Fuyue's expressionless face did not show any shyness, nor did her eyes fluctuate at all.

Comparing the two, Yici was like a weak chicken, and the smoke was almost unsteady.

The next second, Jiang Fuyue pulled it out and skillfully held it between her fingers.

The white smoke dispersed from the boy's eyes, and even the faint smile on the corner of the girl's mouth became hazy and mysterious.

Jiang Fuyue asked, "How to join forces?"