A cannon fodder rival dressed as school grass

In the early morning, Huang Mao walked on the way to school refreshed.

After finishing that thing yesterday, he felt extremely happy.

All actions were perfect, and Fan Sheng discussed with him several times.

The surveillance was a well-known hacker he found through his contacts in the society. It cost [-] yuan just to ask him for help. Fortunately, Fan Sheng paid him happily as soon as he heard about it.

The other party gave a guarantee, saying that except for a master-level hacker, it would take at least two days for ordinary technicians to unlock the perimeter he set up.

The information posted anonymously also allows hackers to help, the other party disappears without a trace on the Internet, and it is even more impossible for anyone to find out the information.

Everything has nothing to do with them, Huang Mao just waits to go back to school tomorrow, admiring Zhuang Shen's aggrieved expression.

He imagined several possibilities, and the happiest result was that Zhuang Shen was driven away by the tenth class.

Quite a few members of Class Ten are self-centered young masters, how could they tolerate such an arrogant person who would smear them?

Moreover, Zhuang Shen has only been here for a few days, even if there are people who support him, it is impossible to make a comeback.

Within a week, he dropped out of school twice, and Huang Mao couldn't help his pupils trembling just thinking about it.

This is the person who not only made him look bad in front of everyone in the canteen, but also read his self-criticism in front of the whole school and was punished to run away!

And as soon as Zhuang Shen entered school, he didn't know how many girls he attracted.

Why?

What's so good about that little white face? !

Obviously everyone is a scumbag, so why should he be favored by girls!

Instigated by Fan Sheng, Huang Mao became more determined. He not only wanted to make Zhuang Shen feel the unspeakable pain after being framed, but also ruined his reputation, so that those girls no longer wanted to like him, and even disgusted him.

For the first time, he couldn't wait to go back to school early.

But as soon as he walked to the school, he faintly felt that something was wrong, and his right eyelid twitched wildly.

The phone vibrated violently, and Huang Mao picked up his younger brother's call.

The other party's panic was mixed with choking, and it was clearly conveyed: "Brother! Don't come to school! What happened yesterday was over, the surveillance was restored, and the other brothers were surrounded by the group of lunatics from class ten and beat them as soon as they entered the door... "

The yellow-haired pupils constricted.

How can it be? !

How could surveillance be restored so quickly? !

Just as he was about to go back, a dozen tall and strong boys came ahead with cold eyes.

"Yo, finally came to school? I've been waiting for you all morning."

"Yeah, I thought you didn't dare to show up in the dog hole."

"Who will fight first?"

"Fuck off, let's go together! Can't stand me!"

A large group of boys from class ten gathered around wringing their fingers, smiling presumptuously and eagerly.

A shadow fell, Huang Mao raised his head slightly, and the screen of the phone that fell to the ground was torn apart.

His mind was blank, and his face was completely devoid of blood.

Early self-study.

As soon as Zhuang Shen arrived in the classroom, he immediately lay down on the table to catch up on sleep.

As soon as Jiang Huai turned his head, he met a fluffy head. He couldn't help looking at Liu Fan. Liu Fan showed a helpless expression and sighed: "He, he stayed up all night yesterday to stop the fun."

There was some admiration in his tone.

Jiang Huai: "..."

Zhuang Shen is really a miraculous person. It was the first time he saw a boy who was not addicted to competitive games, but addicted to Xiaoxiaole.

After Zhuang Shen fell asleep, he felt that the classroom seemed to be extremely noisy today, and it was annoying to wear headphones, so he simply put a book on top of his head.

The light is blocked, much better.

Not long after he closed his eyes, he felt someone sitting in the seat next to him.

The people next to him didn't move, Zhuang Shen was just beginning to feel sleepy, but the next moment, the book above his head was taken away.

Zhuang Shen didn't expect Shen Wen to touch his things at all, just when he was about to get angry, a soft thing fell on top of his head.

Smells like a mild peppermint laundry detergent.

The anxious mood was calmed down a little bit.

He didn't need to look up, he could guess that it was a piece of clothing, and it was still clean.

Zhuang Shen didn't move, smelling the light smell from the tip of his nose, he thought he should be able to fall asleep this time.

But the truth is always full of surprises. The loud shout of the boy at the door came over through the singing: "Zhuang Shen! Mr. Xu told you to go to the director's office!"

Zhuang Shen had a cold face, raised his hands and grabbed his head to remove his clothes.

But just as he put his hand on it, another warm palm wider than his was attached to the back of his hand.

That hand rubbed his hand down, Zhuang Shen felt that he was rubbing his own hair, and felt that Shen Wen was rubbing his head through something.

"As for the blackboard report, I'll go for you." Shen Wen's voice had a deep metallic texture, "Go to sleep."

The hand moved away, Zhuang Shen withdrew it, without saying a word, closed his eyes in the dark.

This sleep was very deep, until the end of morning self-study, Zhuang Shen woke up with the ringing of the bell, and finally woke up a little bit.

On top of his head is a black T-shirt, the material is soft and comfortable, with a simple abstract line pattern on the chest, Zhuang Shen thought of meeting Shen Wen at the back door of the school one day.

He was riding on the bike, the well-fitting jacket made his shoulders narrow and his waist narrow, because he couldn't see his face because he was wearing a helmet, Zhuang Shen's eyes stopped on him and took a look.

This is the one in his hand.

Zhuang Shen folded it a few times and put it on his seat, and found that Shen Wen hadn't come back, so he got up and walked to the office.

There are quite a lot of people in the office.

Seeing the yellow-haired people standing in the corner with bruised noses and swollen faces, Zhuang Shen almost didn't react.

The faces of a few people were sluggish, and they looked like criminals who had been arrested by the police for a few months in a labor camp. Zhuang Shen really felt like he was in a prison cell.

Huang Mao and the others originally had a remorseful look of "I am a member of the reform through labor system, and I will never make mistakes in the future". When they saw Zhuang Shen coming in, they immediately looked like they had taken medicine. Their expressions on their faces were very complicated, and their breathing became heavier.

It turned out to be a group of people with fierce faces, but now with big bumps and bruises, they looked even more ferocious.

Director Jiang stood up first, stood in front of them, and shouted loudly: "What do you want to do! Don't scare Zhuang Shen!"

Turning his head again, he tried his best to ask Zhuang Shen gently: "Why are you here? Did you feel bad last night? Don't worry, I will definitely give you the most satisfactory result for this matter!"

Zhuang Shen was at a loss: He did all the quizzes last night, was he very happy?

Putting a hand on his shoulder, Zhuang Shen followed that cold white hand up, and saw Shen Wen's lazy smiling face.

"Zhuang Shen talked to me until three o'clock in the middle of the night last night. It should be much better now. After all, I am empathetic and eloquent."

Zhuang Shen: "..."

He is so understanding and eloquent, but this idiot gave him a mess of rhetoric.

Director Jiang felt very sorry for Zhuang Shen's silent appearance. Being framed yesterday must have left a psychological shadow on the child.

Before going to see the painting, he found that this child was cold-tempered, and only dared to complain to his tablemate Shen Wen in the middle of the night, what a pity!

He glared at the boy inside again.

One of the boys, whose eyes were black and blue from the beating, saw that they had finished speaking, and immediately said, "Director, I didn't want to scare him..." He rubbed his face and said, "I just want to talk to him. "

Director Jiang saw that he didn't look like he was looking for trouble, stepped aside, and stood beside Zhuang Shen with a vigilant expression.

Like a big rooster guarding its cubs.

The boy stood directly opposite Zhuang Shen, and Zhuang Shen found that the bruises on his eyes were quite symmetrical, and he looked quite like a panda.

The scars on the panda's head and face are quite scary from the front, especially the eyes, and the two black ink spots with a little white.

He glanced at Zhuang Shen, and suddenly bowed at ninety degrees: "Brother Shen! I was wrong yesterday, I'm sorry! From today on, I will listen to you. If you tell me to go west, I will never go east! Let me be a cow I will never be a chicken!"

Waiting for his unconvinced Zhuang Shen: "...?"

Immediately after, several wounded boys pushed the panda's head away one after another, rushing to bow ninety degrees in front of Zhuang Shen.

"Brother Shen! Forgive me! I will be your most loyal little brother from now on!"

"Brother Shen! If you need anything, I will definitely be there for you!"

"Brother Shen! I will give you all my game equipment and wife figure!"

"Brother Shen!..."

Zhuang Shen: "?????????"

Small faces, big doubts.

A group of ragged and bruised boys bowed around a clean and beautiful boy and tried their best to agree. The scene was once like a cult scene.

The scariest thing is yet to come.

Huang Mao, who always had a sinister face, pushed everyone away, with more injuries on his face than anyone else.

He stood still in front of Zhuang Shen, then lowered his head and bowed at ninety degrees!

"Brother Shen! I was out of my mind for the mistake I made yesterday! I don't ask you to forgive me, I just ask you to calm down! Whoever crosses the river and demolishes the bridge for you in the future, I will make him kneel down and beg for mercy!"

The author has something to say: Fan Sheng, who was introspecting at home, was about to ask about the situation, when he suddenly discovered——

He was removed from the group chat by the younger brothers!

angry message-

The other party is no longer his friend.

Fan Sheng:? ? ?His younger brother rebelled?