The poor little phoenix I picked up turned out to be the big boss behind it

"Classmate Sang Wu, why don't you go to the infirmary first?"

The chemistry teacher looked at Sang Wu who was standing aside with a worried look. Although he felt that it was more serious than the three lying on the ground, Sang Wu couldn't let it go.

"I'm fine, teacher, don't worry."

Sang Wu suppressed his irritability. He actually didn't like being surrounded by so many people, but his good upbringing allowed him to still respond to everyone's concerns gently.

"Oh my god, why are you hurt so badly?"

Huang Mao and his class teacher also came to the door. Feng Jing was a little surprised. She originally thought it was just a little quarrel between the children, but she didn't expect that they were all lying on the floor.

Although she didn't have a good impression of these children, after all, this happened at school, and she had a great responsibility as the class teacher.

When he heard the voice, Sang Wu also glanced sideways at the female teacher he had never seen before. There was no special expression on her face.

But this glance also made Feng Jing notice this young man who had been standing quietly. His eyes were like the moonlight in the dark night, indifferent and white.

The large bruises and bruises on Sang Wu's arms were a bit shocking, and the condensed blood on his face gave him a sense of vulnerability. Almost everyone thought that Huang Mao and the others were deliberately looking for trouble, and Sang Wu was the poor and innocent one. victim.

When Huang Mao and the other three were being helped up, many people, including Xing Keke, involuntarily stood in front of Sang Wu. Huang Mao, the leader, could not help but grit his teeth when he saw this scene, but the next second he grinned at his red and swollen cheeks. , even if he takes a step forward, he will be watched by everyone.

"Depend on!"

Huang Mao cursed secretly, he really wanted to find out that kid who was good at pretending and let them see his true face.

And Sang Wu didn't care at all about this guy's psychological activities. He just thought about finishing it quickly so he could go back to the classroom. He would see his brother in a few classes.

"What's going on? How are you, Sang Wu?"

Yu Shan also arrived at this time. She was resting in the faculty dormitory, but she suddenly received a call from her chemistry teacher and rushed over without stopping.

"Why is it still bleeding? Let's go to the infirmary."

Yu Shan saw the scratch on the side of Sang Wu's face at a glance. She had watched Sang Wu grow up since the first grade. This little face had always been fair and white. When had she ever seen him injured? .

"Teacher Yu, I'm fine. This injury will heal later."

Sang Wu already had a smile on his face when talking to Yu Shan, and he was even in the mood to laugh at himself. In fact, if he hadn't controlled the injury himself, it would have healed long ago when it was scratched.

"And this hand, go to the infirmary quickly and take a look. Why don't you go to the hospital to take a X-ray? Your brother might be worried if he finds out about it?"

Yu Shan's eyes also fell on Sang Wu's arm. How could he be so cruel to a child?

"Okay, I understand Teacher Yu, I'll go there later."

Although he said so, Sang Wu actually didn't take this injury to heart. He even regretted being hit like this on purpose. If he had known better, he would have just run away after beating the person, and there would be no need to be surrounded now. here.

"Teacher Yu, these children..."

Feng Jing saw that after Yu Shan cared about Sang Wu, she finally had the opportunity to speak. Compared with the considerate Sang Wu, the three people standing there stupidly and looking bad made her feel very tired, but she couldn't ignore them.

"There is no surveillance in the toilet here, and we can't know what is going on here. For now, let the children go to the infirmary to deal with it."

Yu Shan is slightly older than Feng Jing, and she is calmer when things happen and doesn't rush around. However, she doesn't have a good attitude towards the three boys who hurt Sang Wu.

People are always protective of their shortcomings.

"Sang Wu, right? Just wait for me, I won't let you go."

After hearing the teacher's message that he could go to the infirmary first, Huang Mao took the lead and even threatened Sang Wu when he passed by.

And this sentence happened to be heard by Jun Qi, who ran from another building.

Huang Mao, who had already reached the door, was kicked back and collapsed on his back on the toilet floor.

A cold male voice with hidden anger fell in everyone's ears, "Who will you not let go?"

The people around him took a breath. Jun Qi's expression at the moment was really not good. He glanced at Huang Mao who fell on the ground, and then glanced at the crowd.

The moment Sang Wu saw Jun Qi, he was stunned for a moment. Brother, shouldn't he... be in class?

After seeing Sang Wu, Jun Qi finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although he knew that Sang Wu's body would not be easily hurt by ordinary people, he still couldn't help but worry.

"Ouch, wait a minute, I'm out of breath."

Su You grabbed the door frame and didn't sit down on the ground. He ran over after him and almost gave himself away. Jun Qi's speed when he climbed up to the third floor in one breath was comparable to a [-]-meter sprint, and his pole vaulting skills. , it would be a pity not to be an athlete.

"elder brother……"

Seeing Jun Qi walking towards him, Sang Wu couldn't help shouting. He noticed Jun Qi's slightly uneven breath and his fists that he had been clenching until he saw him.

The students around him were also a little surprised to see Jun Qi, but they all looked at him and did not make a sound, and even stood aside deliberately.

In fact, as Sang Wu's classmates for seven years, they probably all knew about the relationship between the two of them, but due to Jun Qi's special status, they couldn't publicize it.

Another reason is that Hua Zhengqing, who transferred to another school on the day he offended Sang Wu, might not have understood it when he was a child and thought it was because of his parents' work. Now that he has grown up, he can only say that he understands everything.

"Does it hurt?"

Jun Qi frowned. He wanted to reach out and touch Sang Wu's face, but in the end he only gently lifted his chin and looked at the wound carefully.

The wound was not deep, only the surface layer of skin was scratched, and there were not many blood drops left, but it was still dazzling in Jun Qi's eyes.

Jun Qi turned his head and looked at Huang Mao, who had already climbed up from the ground while holding on to the wall. His eyes were sharp. He felt that he was taking advantage of him by not adding another kick just now.

Several teachers who witnessed the whole process of Jun Qi kicking him also came to their senses. No matter who he was, they couldn't afford to offend him, and they didn't dare to directly stop him.

Sang Wu also knew that so many people here were looking at his brother, and his image was very important. It would not be good for him if someone maliciously fabricated it.

He hid his injured hand behind his back and held Jun Qi with his uninjured hand. "Brother, I feel a little pain on my face. Am I becoming ugly?"

Sang Wu raised his head, his eyes filled with confusion and worry.

"No, it still looks good."

Jun Qi rubbed his head and comforted him softly. He knew that a certain little guy cared about his face the most. Sometimes even losing two feathers on his body would make him depressed for a long time.

Xing Keke, who was standing aside, watched the interaction between the two with concern. When they asked, it was okay and it didn't hurt. But when her brother came, it hurt a little. Tsk...it hurts so much.

"Hey, Sang Wu, what happened to your hand?"

Su You waited at the door for a long time and finally regained his composure, but the first words he said when he stood up made everyone freeze.

It’s over.