Quick Wear: That Crazy Villain Always Forces Love

In addition to asking the original owner Chen Xiaoli to accompany the drinking, Liu Wenkang also told the protagonist that his brother had offended Xing Yan, and it was he who asked the protagonist to find Xing Yan.

It can be said that he was the one who directly and indirectly caused the protagonist to be provoked by Xing Yan.

This person must be dealt with.

Wen Liang quietly turned his head to look at the person who came.

He couldn't hear any sound from the outside world now, and could only observe secretly with a pair of eyes that had finally made him cry out after pinching his thighs.

Ji Shuli was their university teacher. In the novel, the author gave extremely beautiful descriptions to this kind and gentle backup male lead.

The man had a cold pale complexion, narrow and slightly upturned eyes, and a glance from his standard charming phoenix eyes was enough to make one's heart tremble.

His lips were very light in color, matched with a pair of light and clear eyes, and he wore a pair of very light frameless glasses on his nose. He was elegant and gentle, and because of his age, he looked mature and gentle, like a piece of fine jade.

[Wen Liang: Oh my god, how come this top is prettier than the main character, I support him to be the top, really]

【886: Then you also have to see whether the protagonist is popular or not】

Wen Liang was amazed in his heart, but pretended to be frightened and covered the wound on his face.

He looked at Liu Wenkang who was standing next to him with fear.

Liu Wenkang stepped forward to block Wen Liang who was injured by him, and said to Ji Shuli:

"Teacher Ji, this is a classmate of ours. I don't know who he got into a fight with and he got injured like this. He didn't even come to the opening ceremony and has been absent from classes for several days. I'll ask him to go to the counselor to apply for a leave note."

Ji Shuli's clear and gentle eyes bypassed Liu Wenkang and looked back, but unfortunately he could not see anything.

"If there is anything, communicate it properly, don't use force to solve it"

Even if the young teacher is just giving a simple sermon, he or she has an affable charm of his or her own.

Just as the man was about to leave, a suppressed sob suddenly sounded in the corridor.

The sound was so soft that you couldn't catch it if you didn't listen carefully. It seemed pitiful and helpless, with the grievance that could not be hidden under the panic.

From Ji Shuli's angle, he couldn't see the owner of the voice, but when he lowered his eyes, he could see a few tears falling on the ground in front of him.

Ji Shuli held a few books in his hands, but this time he was not in a hurry to enter the classroom.

He smiled gently:

"Young people are hot-tempered. When I was young, I also fought. After class, we can just go to the woods. The teacher won't stop you. But since you are here, put the fight aside and go to the classroom to find a seat. Ask for a leave and make up after class."

Liu Wenkang didn't expect Teacher Ji to say that. He smiled awkwardly:

"Teacher, you are such a joker..."

Then he turned around and glared at Wen Liang as a warning, and walked into the classroom reluctantly and uneasily.

Wen Liang and Ji Shuli were the only ones left in the corridor.

Wen Liang lowered his head and did not move. Ji Shuli could only see the boy's fluffy hair.

The boy looked very thin and short, and did not look like a college student, but more like a high school student.

Ji Shuli asked patiently:

"Student, why don't you go in?"

The person on the other side still didn't move.

The young teacher was not angry either, and still had a formal smile on his face:

"Since you don't want to go in, then go to the infirmary by yourself. Since you know it hurts, don't fight next time. Just write a leave application and have your classmates give it to me. Take good care of your injuries."

While I was talking, the person on the other side kept his head down and didn't say anything, nor did he pay any attention to me.

Ji Shuli looked at the time on his watch. There were still two minutes left before class started.

Ji Shuli is a good teacher, but when faced with students who don't respect him very much, his help is limited.

The man was about to leave when the person opposite him finally moved.

Wen Liang raised his chin, tears continuously falling down his stunning little face. When he saw that Ji Shuli was the only one left, he gave Ji Shuli a bitter and grateful smile.

He said: "Thank you, classmate. Go to class and don't worry about me. Otherwise, it will be bad if the teacher marks you as absent. Thank you for helping me. Thank you..."

The young man finished expressing his thanks, then turned and left dejectedly, like a wilted grass.

He covered his ears and muttered, "My ears hurt... violent freak..."

Ji Shuli froze in his tracks, and the habitual curve of his mouth disappeared.

It was not until this moment that he realized that the bad boy whom he "judged" as disrespectful to teachers was not ignoring him.

But he couldn't hear it.

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Wen Liang, who was sitting on a bench in the hospital corridor, did not expect that Ji Shuli's drive would be so strong.

Either she is a university professor or he is just a zoo keeper.

After Ji Shuli realized that there was something wrong with his ears, he took him to his office and drove him to the hospital for examination after class.

The film has been taken, and it only takes three hours to get a pair of hearing aids, but you need to come back regularly for adjustment and adaptation in the first three months.

After the whole set of examinations, plus the money for the hearing aids, Ji Shuli paid for it all.

Because when Ji Shuli asked Wen Liang to call his parents, he learned another secret of the boy: he was actually an orphan.

The buffs were so stacked that Ji Shuli would wake up in the middle of the night and slap himself and curse: "How can I be a teacher!"

Specifically poking at the poor little thing's pain points.

Looking at Ji Shuli communicating with the doctor in the clinic, Wen Liang couldn't help but sigh

[Wen Liang: As expected, the second male lead belongs to everyone. Jiang Ran didn’t choose Ji Shuli. As a member of my family, I am the first one to disagree. I declare that he will be my future brother-in-law from now on.]

[886: You don’t just want to blackmail someone for a pair of hearing aids, do you?]

[Wen Liang: Oh, how can you say that? We are a family from now on.]

886 Scolding Wen Liang is really looking for trouble.

Wen Liang disagrees with the system's statement

[Wen Liang: If I do this, will I be able to get in touch with Attack 2? After the protagonist receives the first city, will I have the opportunity to introduce them to each other? Will Liu Wenkang stop bothering me for a while because he is afraid of Teacher Ji? Why not do something that can kill two birds with one stone?]

886 was stunned by the fright.

Going to college, working to earn money, and giving back to the orphanage are the dreams of the original owner Chen Xiaoli and the protagonist Jiang Ran.

Since this body was lent to Wen Liang, Wen Liang naturally had to help these two people fulfill their wishes.

So Liu Wenkang, Xing Yan... every one of them wanted to ruin his studies, but he refused.

When Ji Shuli came out, the boy was still sitting in the same seat as when he came in, seemingly without moving.

He looked younger than other people of the same age. Ji Shuli guessed that it was probably because he grew up in an orphanage and was always hungry.

The boy always kept his head down. He was like this when I first met him, looking a little unconfident.

At this moment, he sat on the cold stool with his head down, fiddling with the hearing aid in his hand as nonchalantly as if he were fiddling with a toy.

Ji Shuli felt somewhat complicated.

The doctor just said that the boy’s deafness is irreversible due to external impact, and the situation will get worse and worse until he becomes completely deaf.

If it were any other student, I'm afraid the parents would have already filed a complaint with the school and demanded an explanation.

How could such a good child become deaf?

But the man sitting on the chair was all alone, he had no family to feel sorry for him.

He didn't even quite understand what being deaf meant to his life.

He might be wandering alone in the darkness, rushing around helplessly and confused.

Although he was covered in wounds, he was so naive that he thought he could get through it all.

The man took off his glasses, pinched his nose in annoyance, and sighed silently.

That feeling of powerlessness is like a chronic poison, not violent and violent, but by the time you react, it is already too late.

Already poisoned.