Qingmei is no match for the sky. Why are you crying when I leave?

"Snap... Crash! Under

the panicked and puzzled eyes of his classmates, Wen Hao got up, turned around, and blocked a flying "Reader" magazine with his hand.

The action is fluid, as if you have been prepared.

There was no trace of panic in his eyes, some were just calm and calm.

The morning light passed through the window and fell on Wen Hao, outlining the halo, and the picture instantly froze.

The solidified air in the classroom was suddenly stirred by the flower idiot girl, and all of them seemed to be electrified, and they couldn't wait to tear their necklines and scream out.

"Wow, don't you want to be so cool!"

"Love, love, more handsome than when Linghu Chong used the Dugu Nine Sword!"

Zhong Yuer's mouth opened slightly, although it was not as obvious as the flower idiot girl, but the soft light in her eyes was like a pool of autumn water in the morning mist, sparkling.

After being beaten in his previous life, Wen Hao did not have any resistance, and was slapped twice by Zhou Yidong, and he will never be again in this life.

"Hey! I've practiced! Zhou Yidong used superficial disdain to hide the shock in his heart, and there was no fear that someone knew his name.

Is this still the pair of siblings I saw half a year ago?

At that time, he looked at himself, his eyes were dodging, but now not only did he not dodge, but also gave him a sense of oppression.

However, he would not allow others to pretend to be 13 in front of him.

The hardships suffered by the juvenile detention center in the past few months are all given by Wenhao, and he wants to return it little by little.

Zhou Yidong got up, grabbed a broken mop wooden handle behind the classroom, and walked towards Wen Hao.

As he approached Wen Hao, his heart fluctuated.

Originally thought that I could see Wen Hao's fearful eyes, don't say that he was like this in the past, that is, his face changed, and other students would be stunned, but Wen Hao was not only not afraid, but also did not look at him squarely.

The harm is not great, the insult is very strong.

It's not the most shameful thing to be defeated in a fight, the most shameful thing is that others don't put you in the eye at all.

The classroom fell into a dead silence again, and no one knew how Wen Hao would deal with it, after all, the other party was afraid of the thirteenth young brother who was afraid of anyone.

If you change to other students, you will definitely bow your head and admit your mistake, and exchange humiliation for peace of mind.

In his previous life, Wen Hao did just that.

At this time, Li Ziyang ran to Wen Hao's side, looked at Zhou Yidong's eyes to dodge, quickly retracted, and whispered next to Wen

Hao's ear: "Don't be impulsive, Brother Hao, we can't afford to provoke him, the good man doesn't suffer the loss in front of him... If you can't beat it, you can run, no shame.

Wen Hao smiled, "Are you afraid? "

Me?" Li Ziyang pointed to himself, hiding his timidity, and said, "I'm afraid? When did I get scared... We are brothers, can I be afraid? I'm afraid, I can't show it.

"So what are you shaking?"

"Who trembled, and which of your eyes saw me tremble? In your eyes, brother, am I such a weak chicken? Li Ziyang's eyes swept to his trouser legs shaking, and he raised his pants hard and strangled the egg: "This is obviously blown by the wind." Looking

at Li Ziyang's strong look, Wen Hao was very relieved, he knew that this good brother would not back down even if he was afraid.

He doesn't need the help of a good brother today, he can handle it himself.

He blocked Li Ziyang behind him with his arm, "Against him, I myself am enough." Zhou

Yidong had already approached, poked Wen Hao's shoulder with a wooden stick, and sneered:

"I'm sorry Brother Dong, I won't care about what I said just now."

"Forget that it's your business, don't say hello to me." Wen Hao was not afraid of him at all, and raised his hand to push away the wooden stick on his shoulder.

He told himself that he had to endure, that now was not the time to fight, and that defeating a person was far less painful than conquering a person.

Thinking of the picture of his sister being beaten, Wen Hao's heart was dripping blood, and he couldn't cheapen Zhou Yidong, and he wanted his soul to kneel in front of him.

Zhou Yidong smiled disdainfully, "Don't be afraid, you are too weak, I won't hit you, but I will slowly torture you... Do you know how I came to the juvenile detention center for half a year?

"You deserve it."

"...," Zhou Yidong clenched the wooden stick, the bruises on his arms burst out, and the muscles on his face twitched twice, "I have been in prison for half a year, how come you don't have a little guilt, and you are so at ease, to put it bluntly, I like you a little!" Zhou

Yidong's voice is not loud, but it has the momentum of a big brother in a Hong Kong film.

In Wen Hao's opinion, although this momentum is a little immature, it is not pretentious, after all, since junior high school, he has been the idol of all campus confused boys.

Although he calmed his classmates, it was still some child's trick for him, and he hooked his lips and chuckled:

"Control your likes, my sexual orientation is normal."

Zhou Yidong: "..." There

was no anger in Wen Hao's tone, but only a disdain and contempt.

In front of this way of speaking, although Zhou Yidong was on fire, he was not able to do it.

It's like when my girlfriend is a life mentor for herself, she is almost stunned, due to lack of experience, there is a lack of heat, and she stepped on the accelerator at a critical moment.

Zhou Yidong's face was distorted, and he was about to be held out of internal injuries by Wen Hao, originally he just wanted to scare and scare Wen Hao, but he didn't expect that the other party was not afraid at all:

"I'm talking to you, don't you have to do these useless things with me!"

"Don't say this about yourself, I was born to be useful." Wen Hao said seriously.

Zhou Yidong: "..."Poof

! Poof!

Zhou Yidong almost vomited blood when he was angry, this is probably the most breathless he has ever held, no matter how angry he is, the other party is very calm, not saying words that provoke him to do it, but also cleverly angering him.

His emotions were completely controlled by Wen Hao.

When fighting, whoever gets angry first has already lost half of it, and the master always deliberately provokes the other party, pinches the opponent's emotions, and only then will he strike.

However, Wen Hao didn't want to fight today, and he couldn't fight, otherwise his sister would be worried again.

At this time, Han Ze took the opportunity to vent his anger, firstly, he was unhappy with Wen Hao's pressure for days, and secondly, he could befriend Zhou Yidong.

He got up, approached Wen Hao, first smiled as if he was fawning with Zhou Yidong, and then looked at Wen Hao, and his smile withered: "Wen Hao

, either you will fight, or you will say a few words, sit down obediently, don't howl in the class, affect everyone's mood for the exam."

Wen Hao couldn't laugh or cry, this big cute, head watts, he said such words, didn't he also say it together with Zhou Yidong?

Will Zhou Yidong let him say?

Sure enough, as Wen Hao expected, Zhou Yidong gripped the wooden stick and stabbed Han Ze in the chest, only to see Han Ze take a step back.

"What are you, pointing fingers here!" Zhou Yidong scolded.

Han Ze lowered his head, did not dare to look directly at Zhou Yidong, and apologized again and again:

"Brother Dong, I'm helping you, I'm sorry."

"Who are you, can I use you to help?"

"Yes, yes, Brother Dong, I was wrong."

"Get out!"

"Oh, okay."

Han Ze clamped his tail and returned to his seat in ashes.

Zhou Yidong adjusted his emotions, he was afraid of the experience of half a year in the juvenile detention center, he could no longer fight easily, and he couldn't fight by himself.

What's more, beating Wenhao spared him too lightly, and the physical destruction was far less painful than the psychological destruction.

He looked at Wen Hao and said condescendingly:

"This is the end of today, you are too weak, study, family... Nothing is as good as me, and it is not worthy of my hands. "

......

Outside! Outside! Outside!

Q: Senior Wen Hao, what will be the performance of a crush on someone?

Senior Wen Hao's quote: She gives your circle of friends a thumbs up, you make up a play in your brain, she updates a circle of friends, you are like reviewing essay questions for the college entrance examination, she is a little special to you, just think that is like.