The male partner is wearing it quickly, paranoid villain, why are you locking me up?

After the short winter vacation, the senior high school students started school early.

After handing in all the vacation homework, Song Jiu came out of the office wrapped in warm thick clothes and returned to the classroom.

Most of the students were sitting in their seats, gathering in groups of twos and threes, chatting about popular dramas and games, or complaining that the vacation was too short and that they had not played enough.

Song Jiu glanced at the back row, but only saw an empty desk.

"Didn't Shen Xueshen come to report?" The deskmate was a girl who admired Shen Xueshen very much. When she saw that the male god was not here, she touched him with her hand and asked with disappointment.

Song Jiu shook his head and replied that he didn't know.

A week before the start of school, he returned to his residence, and the two never saw each other again.

The familiar school bell rang, and the class teacher walked up to the podium, glanced at the listless faces, and took the registration form handed over by the monitor.

"Everyone is here?"

The squad leader hesitated for a while and answered truthfully: "No, there is still one more person left..."

Next to Song Jiu came the anxious lowing of his female deskmate.

"Oh no, the old class is the most strict in the whole school. If you are late for class, you will have to do push-ups as a penalty. What's more, it's the first period of school. God Shen is miserable."

Laoban is the nickname given to the class teacher by the students, and he is also the most disciplined class teacher in this session.

Song Jiu was also a little worried about Shen Xueshen's situation.

Unexpectedly, the head teacher just said lightly: "I understand, okay, just watch the first lesson of the semester quietly."

"I let it go so easily. I'm afraid I took the wrong medicine." The female deskmate whispered in surprise.

A video was played on the built-in large screen. The class teacher walked out of the classroom with his hands behind his back and murmured: "The finals are almost over. With that kid's talent, if he doesn't come back first, he will be sorry for the school..."

Two days later, Song Jiu pursed her lips and looked away from the empty seat in the back row.

Shen Xueshen hasn't come to class for two days, and the class teacher didn't say anything, as if nothing happened.

Why isn't anyone surprised?

After the self-study on Saturday afternoon, all the classmates left and the classroom was empty. He was the only one still packing up his textbooks.

Song Jiu closed the doors and windows and left school in a depressed mood. He went to the supermarket on the way back and found that there was no salt in the kitchen.

There were a lot of exclamations in the checkout line at the checkout counter.

Surprised and proud, as if encountering some great happy event.

Song Jiu didn't pay attention, took out his rarely used mobile phone and paid the bill.

Walking in the alley leading to the community, he turned on his phone again.

However, the moment he connected to the Internet, a red message notification popped up at the top of the screen, with the top-searched flame logo on the front of the text.

'The talented boy made a surprise appearance in the high-mathematics competition and won the national championship! '

Inexplicably, Song Jiudian entered, and a high-definition picture of the award ceremony first came into view.

On the low-key and luxurious red carpet, a group of elites looked at the camera with smiles.

In the middle of the crowd, there was a handsome boy with a slim figure and a golden trophy in his hand that symbolized the first place in the country. His expression was dull and showed no joy or sorrow.

Song Jiu was stunned for a moment.

It turned out that I participated in the competition and won first place in the country.

Shen Xueshen is really good, he thought silently in his heart, and continued to scroll down with his fingers.

The entire article describes in detail how the youngster calmly entered the finals, and how he defeated the second-placed player in the finals and won the championship without any suspense.

It is a blessing of the times. The author praises it in the article. He goes to great lengths to speak highly of this once-in-a-century genius.

Song Jiu couldn't help but feel happy as he walked in the alley.

He stared at the boy on the screen and giggled, not noticing the series of tiny footsteps behind him.

The footsteps were scattered and scattered, and it was obvious that he was followed by not just one person, but a group of people.

A group of unidentified people.

The security in the alley is very poor, and fights often occur. Song Jiu usually avoids it, but today he was so happy that he forgot about it.

It was already dark, and the dim street lights could barely illuminate the narrow alley.

The alley is not long, you can come out by walking about ten meters further.

The surroundings were eerily quiet, and the sound of rapid footsteps behind him was very obvious.

By the time Song Jiu realized something was wrong, it was already too late. He was imprisoned on the wall, unable to move, and a sharp fruit knife was pressed against his neck.

"If you don't want to die, hand over all your money." The person behind him threatened fiercely, and the strength to hold him in place increased instead of decreasing.

I think it's just a robbery, as long as you pay the money, your life is not in danger.

But the key is that he doesn't have much money, and his assets do not exceed four figures.

The blade pressed against the fragile Adam's apple, and the cold touch sent chills down Song Jiu's spine, and he prayed tremblingly.

"I...I only have a few hundred. If you don't mind, brother..."

Before he could finish speaking, Scarface threw him to the ground fiercely and cursed: "Only a few hundred? Who are you kidding!"

His head suddenly hit the hard cement floor, and Song Jiu immediately fainted from the pain. He was unconscious and lay motionless on the ground.

"You bitch, you'll be knocked unconscious after one bump." He curled his lips mockingly, waving his hands and ordering several younger men to come forward and search him.

A few moments later, Scarface clenched the hundreds in his hand. The scar was hideous and terrifying. He originally wanted to do something big, but he didn't expect that he had been following him for so long in vain.

He was furious and was about to kick someone on the ground to vent his anger, but was stopped by the younger brother behind him.

Facing the boss's murderous gaze, the younger brother bit the bullet and said, "Boss, I can't beat him... I seem to have seen this guy somewhere before..."

Scarface looked disdainful: "What? This kid is soft and weak, he is a bitch and he is not a big shot."

What kind of big shot could there be in this dilapidated old building? Didn't they usually do enough bullying and robbery?

Except... that time, there was no punishment.

Even if there is, even if they make some contact, they will still be safe and sound.

Maybe he was used to being domineering, or maybe he was protected by someone above him, but Scarface was not afraid and secretly cursed his younger brother for being a coward and worthless.

As if to confirm something, the younger brother squatted down and looked carefully from beginning to end. When he touched that stunning face, he seemed to see some monster. He was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat and quickly backed away.

"Boss...Boss, this is that, that person's love child." The younger brother turned pale and trembled as he whispered to the scarred face, "It's the one who maimed our brother last time, surnamed Shen..."

The last two words couldn't stop trembling, and they were bitten very lightly, for fear that others would hear them and cause trouble.

what?

Scarface's expression suddenly distorted, and the group of younger brothers behind him looked puzzled. However, when they saw the boss's face turned as white as ashes, they immediately felt that something was not right.

How is it possible, the surname is Shen! ? Little love! ?

What the hell, that guy has a little love, isn't it rumored that he's not pretty?

Recalling that man's harsh and cruel methods, Scarface was frightened, his whole body was shaking like a sieve, and he wiped the sweat from his forehead with trembling fingers.

I didn't know how I got into trouble with that guy last time, and all the brothers were ruined, dead and crippled. He used all his connections to avoid getting into trouble and to go to jail.