Infinite nonsense

It hurts! ! ! ! !

Yang Mo bent down and grinned, covering his arm and saying in pain.

"Are you OK?"

He Jiaqing couldn't help being startled when she saw Yang Mo's sudden change in expression.

The bespectacled woman seemed to have noticed something and hurriedly stepped forward and pushed Yang Mo's arm away.

"His arm! It seems like his arm was hit by a chair just now and is bruised over a large area! We need to go find the teacher quickly!"

The bespectacled woman couldn't help but widened her eyes and shouted after seeing the signs of purple skin on her arms.

"The teacher is here! The teacher is here!!"

After hearing the shout outside the door, everyone looked towards the source of the sound.

"What's wrong, what's wrong! There's no freshman ceremony just now! Why are we so close that we're starting to fight!"

The teacher entered the classroom with a sad look on his face, holding a teacup in his hand. He had obviously been interrupted while chatting with other teachers in the office next door.

"Teacher! Teacher, come here quickly!!"

"What happened?" The teacher squeezed into the crowd of students and frowned.

"The two of them started fighting!"

A fat little man with a snotty nose pointed at Yang Mo and Pingtou and said righteously.

"Oh, you'd better wipe that snot from your nose quickly." The teacher couldn't help but complain.

"Who made the move first?" the teacher asked, looking back and forth at Yang Mo and Ping Tou.

"It was Ping Tou who moved first!"

"We all saw it! We can all testify!"

"Yes, it is indeed the first choice!"

The students began to chatter and compete with each other to answer the teacher's questions.

"damn it……"

The flat-headed man glared at the crowd and couldn't help but secretly tut.

"How did the conflict happen?"

the teacher asked the students.

"It was Xiao Li who was at fault first! He stretched out his foot and tripped He Jiaqing!" Xiaopang pointed out his fat finger and said reasonably.

"Oh! So that's it, what next?"

"Yang Mo! When Xiao Li wanted to bully He Jiaqing, Yang Mo stood up to protect him! But when Xiao Li suddenly picked up a chair and hit He Jiaqing, Yang Mo blocked it with his arm!"

A girl in the crowd scrambled to say.

"Then Yang Mo got injured."

A little boy in the crowd hurriedly said the last sentence when he saw no one around him to interrupt him. He stared at the teacher with wide eyes, hoping that the teacher would pay more attention to him.

"So it was Xiao Li who bullied He Jiaqing first, and then Yang Mo stepped forward to protect He Jiaqing. As a result, Xiao Li picked up a chair and threw it at He Jiaqing and the others. Am I right? Three students?"

The teacher bent down and looked back and forth at the three of them and asked in one breath.

"Classmate Xiao Li, do you have anything to say?"

The teacher turned around and looked at Xiao Li and asked.

"No."

Xiao Li avoided the teacher's direct gaze and said.

"Why did you deliberately stretch out your foot to trip He Jiaqing? Can you tell the teacher why?"

"I... don't know!" Xiao Li lowered his head and whispered.

"Are you saying you don't want to say it or that you don't know?"

The teacher still looked at Xiao Li with a threatening look and asked.

"If you don't tell me, you can come to my office later to receive the reward. What do you think?" The teacher looked at Xiao Li and said with a smile.

Xiao Li felt instantly chilled after hearing this.

"I said! I said teacher!" Xiao Li raised his head and looked at the teacher and said anxiously.

"It was because I had nothing to do that I tried to trip her up!"

The teacher stared at Xiao Li for a long time.

"I haven't said anything yet, but I'm still so stubborn... Where's my ruler!! Which classmate can help me get the ruler from my desk!!" The teacher straightened up and shouted to the crowd.

"Me! I'm going!!"

"Teacher! Teacher! I'm going!!"

The students in the crowd were rushing to run to the office.

"Oh? Oh! Teacher! Teacher, teacher! I said teacher!"

When Xiao Li saw this posture, he immediately became frightened and said with wide eyes.

"Say." The teacher quickly bent down and looked at Xiao Li and said expressionlessly.

"Actually, I don't have much interest... I just want to... make friends with her..." Xiao Li said honestly with a slumped face.

"Why? The teacher doesn't understand why you trip and fight to make friends? You can obviously have a friendly chat with her?" The teacher deliberately tilted his head and asked in confusion.

"Teacher! Teacher, let me tell you! In fact, he likes He Jiaqing! He confessed his love to her at the school gate but was rejected by her!"

A long little monkey-like boy inside laughed.

"Ah! He likes He Jiaqing!"

"Damn, I have a big appetite!"

"Hoohoho!!!"

.........

The teacher made a booing gesture and the crowd quickly fell silent.

"So you are deliberately finding trouble with other girls because you were rejected by others for your confession, right? Classmate Xiao Li?"

The teacher asked Xiao Li pretending to be enlightened.

"Yes...not entirely. Mainly because I planned to intentionally trip her into my arms, but when I failed, I soiled the new shoes I just bought."

Xiao Li blushed and hesitated.

After listening to Xiao Li's confession, everyone was stunned for a moment and then started laughing.

"Ouch! You actually have a plan! Why didn't you include Yang Mo's heroic rescue of the beauty in your plan?"

"But speaking of which, the future beauty of our class has been determined..."

"Killing me……."

It was so disgusting. Fortunately, I stepped on him at that time.

He Jiaqing couldn't help but feel happy secretly.

"In that case, you three should go to the infirmary with me first. The first priority is to treat Yang Mo's injuries. Xiao Li will have to apologize in front of the whole class later!"

The teacher reached out and patted Xiao Li on the back, turned around and pinched Yang Mo's arm.

"Ouch!! Teacher, what are you doing!"

Yang Mo's eyes widened instantly and he said in pain.

"Does it hurt?" The teacher bent down and smiled.

"It hurts! It hurts like hell! It hurts like being hit on the arm by several hammers!" Yang Mo said, wanting to cry but without tears.

"It hurts? You still act like a hero when it hurts?" The teacher raised his eyebrows.

"Teacher, I just want to be a hero!" Yang Mo said firmly.

"Ha, why?"

The teacher couldn't help laughing when he saw Yang Mo's stupid look.

"Because heroes are strong and gentle and help the weak. When I see heroes on TV telling people "It's okay" and "You're safe", I can't help but burst into tears! So I want to be such a person too!”

"So...you mean I'm weak too! Do I need your rescue?"

He Jiaqing's eyes quickly became as bright as small flames.

"Ah...no, no, no."

Yang Mo quickly curled up his neck and closed his mouth.

"It's not "you want to be" but "want to be". The meaning is wrong and you still want to be a hero?" The teacher couldn't help but scratched Yang Mo's nose with his index finger and started teasing.

"Huh? Oh! I remember!"

Yang Mo was stunned for a moment and then nodded fiercely.

"A gentle and strong person... Oh, it's not easy to be a person like this... There are very few in today's society."

The teacher stood up and sighed.

"Okay, let's go to the infirmary quickly..."

"I'll go as well."

Then a voice suddenly came from behind the crowd.

"Which classmate are you...?"

The teacher squinted his eyes and looked at the back row.

Everyone's eyes moved to the back row.

"The new student in Class 4, his name... is Xiaohou."

The little monkey smiled and fixed his gaze on Yang Mo's face.

"He and I are friends. Maybe he doesn't recognize me, but I have known him for many years, teacher."