I Deliver Candy To Men

Before coming to school, Wen Yijia thought that he might be treated unkindly.

He was mentally prepared for this.

But he didn't expect that it wasn't just unkindness that greeted him. Throwing his schoolbag to the ground was bad.

He turned around and looked at the male classmate who threw his schoolbag.

The man was tall and big, and he looked very mighty at first glance. He had dyed yellow hair, and the zipper of the school uniform was only half-zipped.

The boy was holding a girl in his arms. The girl blushed, lowered her head and dared not look at anyone.

"Pick it up." Wen Yijia pointed to the schoolbag on the ground, looked at the boy and said.

His tone was calm, with only a hint of anger.

If it was him in the past, he could be called educated. But now, when he makes such a move, it only makes people laugh: "You told me to pick it up?"

The boy laughed disdainfully, and walked forward with his arms around the girl, raised his foot, and stomped on the schoolbag!

Wen Yijia's face was full of anger: "Stop!" As he spoke, he reached out to stop him.

The boy was stopped by him and felt shameless, so he kicked his foot and said, "Damn! How dare you yell at Laozi?"

After Wen Yijia stopped him, he bent down to pick up the schoolbag.

He knew clearly in his heart that he was not the same as before. If this boy dared to find fault with him, he would never reason with him. The schoolbag can only be picked up by himself.

As soon as his fingers caught the schoolbag, he felt a heavy blow on his buttocks, and he couldn't stand still and fell forward suddenly.

"Bang!" The heavy body fell to the ground with a muffled sound.

There was a burning pain on his forehead, and Wen Yijia felt something flowing down. Reached out and touched it, it was red blood.

There was a "buzz" in his head.

I heard the boy's arrogant words ringing behind him: "Look! This is the person you chased before! Little prince? Fat and useless! Like a pig! Do you still like him?"

The girl said in an embarrassed voice: "What nonsense are you talking about, let's go, we're going to class, the teacher should be here later."

"I asked you! Do you still like him!" The boy said in a high voice, "Speak! Who do you like now!"

"You! I like you! Okay? Let's go!"

The classroom is quiet.

Only when Wen Yijia first fell, he made a cry of exclamation, and then fell into silence.

Wen Yijia listened to the boy's arrogant voice: "I just let you know that you can't like anyone except me."

love? Is this love? Disgust and anger surged in him.

He couldn't tell whether he was angry with the boy or angry with himself. He can't fight. His body does not allow it, and his family situation does not allow it.

Holding the blood in one hand, he stood up, pursed his lips, and looked at the boy deeply.

"What are you looking at? Do you still want me to hit you?" The boy was uncomfortable with his heavy gaze, and when he raised his leg, it was another kick.

"Stop!" At this moment, a crisp girl's voice sounded.

I saw a white and thin girl running around the desk and running towards this side. The boy raised his brows and said arrogantly, "Yo, sister, do you uphold justice?"

Song Yingying had just eaten a powerful pill amid the indignant voice of the system. She was very strong at the moment, so she was very courageous. She ran to the boy and pushed him away: "Apologize!"

The boy seemed to hear something inconceivable, and raised his brows: "Yo, I heard it right, you asked me to apologize?" He then pointed at Wen Yijia, whose half of his face was stained with blood, "To this death Fatty apologize?"

"He's not a dead fat man!" Song Yingying said, "He's just an ordinary fat man."

The boy choked.

Wen Yijia also choked. She tilted her head to look at Song Yingying, did she come to relieve him?

Hearing her speak again: "You dropped his schoolbag, kicked him again, made him break his head, and called him a fat man. You should apologize to him for these, and you should help him to the infirmary!"

The boy laughed back and forth: "Mom, where is this little idiot? I'm laughing to death!"

Song Yingying hated his arrogance, frowned, took out a pack of tissues from her pocket, and handed it to Wen Yijia: "Wipe it."

Wen Yijia glanced at her, took the tissue and pressed it on the wound on her forehead. As soon as he said "thank you", the boy next to him suddenly stopped laughing, pushed the girl in his arms away, took a step forward, grabbed Song Yingying's collar, and said condescendingly, "Sister, I advise you not to overdo it. Mind your own business, my brother has no rules about not hitting women."

Wen Yijia frowned and was about to step forward.

Although he can't fight, and all the conditions do not allow him to fight, but this girl is for him, and he can't just sit back and ignore it.

A shocking scene appeared, and I saw the thin and white girl who seemed to be able to carry only a few books, stretched out her slender fingers, grabbed the boy's thick wrist, and twisted it gently. ——

"Ouch!" The boy suddenly changed from the arrogant posture of grabbing her collar to the embarrassed posture of twisting his hands, "Hold the grass! What did you eat to grow up! You are so strong! Let me go!"

Song Yingying felt the various gazes cast from the classroom. Her face was a little red. She had never been in such a limelight before, and she was a little embarrassed for a while. But she thought again that she was doing something bad for her classmates, so she endured it and said, "You have to apologize to Wen Yijia from our class."

The boy became angry: "I apologized to him? You told me to apologize to him because you know how to coax a girl's little white face?" As if being insulted, his tone was very disdainful, and a little malicious: "You treat him like this In the beginning, shouldn't you like him?"

As he spoke, he became excited: "It's fine if you liked him before, but now that he's so fat, you still like him? Sister, you are so serious!"

Wen Yijia couldn't hold back anymore, her face was pink, her eyes were full of anger, she squeezed her fist and punched the boy in the face: "Bastard!"

Seeing that a fight was about to start, a majestic shout came from the corridor: "Stop!"

"What are you doing!" With the rapid footsteps, a middle-aged male teacher in his forties hurried over.

Song Yingying, Wen Yijia, and Huang Mao were called into the office.

Huang Mao's girlfriend took the opportunity to run away.

The three stood in front of Mr. Xu's desk, listening to Mr. Xu's scolding: "As soon as you are divided into classes, you fight! Have you finished all the papers? Are you still children? To actually fight in the classroom, the impact is too bad. !"

After a reprimand, he asked, "Tell me, what's going on?"

After Huang Mao entered the office, he put his hands in his pockets, and either looked down at the ground or looked up at the ceiling. At this time, after listening to Teacher Xu's question, he didn't say a word.

Teacher Xu is the head teacher of Song Yingying and Wen Yijia, not his.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Teacher Xu looked at Song Yingying and Wen Yijia. Seeing that half of Wen Yijia's face was covered with dried blood, he frowned: "Go to the infirmary to treat the wound first, and then come back."

Wen Yijia said, "It's alright, I'll go after that. It won't take much time."

He explained why Huang Mao came to trouble him and why Song Yingying came to persuade him.

He was concerned about the girl's face, and didn't say Huang Mao's nonsense. He didn't say anything about Song Yingying's twisting Huang Mao, and wanted to get her out of the way.

After hearing this, Teacher Xu frowned and looked at Song Yingying disapprovingly: "Song Yingying, you are a girl, it is good to have justice in your heart, but if this happens, you have to come and tell the teacher, don't go to battle by yourself next time."

Song Yingying didn't know that Wen Yijia had the intention to hide her part, but she thought that he was taciturn, and immediately added: "Teacher, you don't know, how much he went too far, he broke Wen Yijia's head, and he has to do it again! I didn't have time to call the teacher, so I stopped him first."

He added, "I have a lot of strength, so I dare to stop me."

Then he rubbed his hands, and while the potency of Dali Pill was still there, he walked over and grabbed the yellow hair abruptly, and lifted him up high: "Teacher, look! I dared to fight because of my self-confidence!"

Huang Mao, who had no defense at all, was suddenly held up by her waist, and screamed in fright: "Mad! Let me go!"

Song Yingying snorted, put him down, then looked at Teacher Xu, and continued to complain: "He's broken! I defend my classmates, but he says I like Wen Yijia to stand up for him! How filthy! Teacher Xu, If you criticize him well, it's best to call his parents and discipline him! If you don't study hard, you will be full of love! Just talk about it yourself, everyone thinks that others are crooked! It's too much!"

Teacher Xu coughed twice and wanted to say something, but looking at the clear eyes of the female classmate, she didn't know what to say for a while. He turned his head, picked up the teacup on the table, and filled it with water.

Wen Yijia also blushed at this moment. He knew she didn't like him. He looks like this, who would like him? But she actually said this kind of words carelessly, making him both shocked and shy.

He lowered his head and didn't look at her, just calmly said, "What she said is true."

Since she didn't care about this, he didn't hide it for her, and instead testified for her.

Of course Teacher Xu knew it was true. Without Wen Yijia's testimony, he could see that the girl didn't lie.

He was actually kind of funny. Children of this age are more or less sprouting, but this girl is interesting and only focuses on learning. He couldn't help but say, "Song Yingying, are you interested in being a disciplinary committee member?"

Song Yingying did not expect that on the first day of the class assignment, the teacher would give her an official position, so she nodded happily: "Okay!"

Then he looked at Huang Mao, his eyes widened, and he said fiercely: "If you dare to come back to our class and break the discipline of our class, I will throw you out!"

Huang Mao looked at her like a ghost at this moment, and when she glared at him, he couldn't help but stay two steps away from her, with a look of precaution and vigilance.

In the end, Huang Mao apologized to Wen Yijia.

He wanted to go to the infirmary with Wen Yijia, but Song Yingying refused, fearing that he would take advantage of the opportunity to bully others again, she only said, "You will bring him breakfast every day from now on! When will his wound heal and when will it stop! Is there a problem?"

Huang Mao looked at this white, thin, and beautiful girl, but she was inexplicably a little sister-in-law, and her mood was quite complicated: "No problem."

Song Yingying took Wen Yijia to the infirmary.