What if there are no inhibitors?

"Sister Xiaohua?" Song Zhiwei seemed to be smiling, his eyelids were half drooping, and he was very cold.

He hates people making fun of his looks the most.

He doesn't really look like a girl, but compared to most boys, his facial features are a little more delicate.

Plus it's a little whiter than girls.

He has heard a lot of ridicule since he was a child, and he is extremely sensitive and irritable.

The high school boy who came to find fault choked.

Why does he feel that Song Zhiwei is no longer afraid of him if he doesn't see him for a summer vacation?

"Borrowing money?" Song Zhiwei then asked again: "You borrowed money, have you ever paid it back?"

The boy's voice was threatening: "You haven't paid it back yet, you know it in your heart."

It actually forced him to knock out his teeth and swallow his blood.

Song Zhiwei even suppressed the corners of his mouth for a half-smile. He hated two things the most.The first one is mocking his appearance, and the second one is that someone has a more serious attitude than him.

It just so happened that this man committed two things.

And he had just passed his period, and the anger he endured reached its peak.

He circled around the boy.

The boy just wanted to raise his hand to grab him: "Don't try to run away."

Song Zhiwei kicked him out the front door from the classroom.

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground made the classroom suddenly quiet.

Full of fire/drug.

The boy who came to ask for money was stunned, and then became angry, pointing at Song Zhiwei and cursing: "**/** Song Zhiwei."

As he said that, he wanted to get up from the ground, and raised his fist to try to beat him.

Song Zhiwei raised his foot and stepped on his shoulder before he could stand still, and slammed him on the ground again: "Although my relationship with my mother is not very good, I don't want you to swear with the word mother."

He folded his hands on his chest, and his attitude was even very leisurely, but his eyes were too cold, looking down on everything.

He looked more like a school bully than Du Xu.

The boy's heart trembled. He only recalled it now. In fact, Song Zhiwei was not afraid of him before. As for why he endured the bullying on campus...

It's more like a helpless compromise, or if you have money, you don't care.

It's because of his good relationship with Du Xu that he can fight Song Zhiwei from time to time.

But he was still a little afraid of Song Zhiwei.

After all, I heard that his family is a bit awesome, in case his parents make trouble at school...

Thinking of this, he broke out in a cold sweat.

I never thought that Song Zhiwei would resist one day.

He accused Song Zhiwei: "What the hell is he dragging, he has the ability to be so majestic to Du Xu."

"Don't worry, he will be next."

Hearing his tone, he wanted to clean up Du Xu, the boy stood up, and pointed at Song Zhiwei sternly: "You wait."

After speaking, he ran downstairs without looking back.

After tidying up the people, Song Zhiwei was in a strange mood.

Turning around and entering the class, the people in the class looked at him curiously, and when he looked back, they all lowered their heads quickly.

It's good, it's better to be afraid of him than to like to bully him.

He picked a seat in the last row and sat down.

Slowly, the number of people in the class increased, and he even saw Han Lu enter the classroom.

The boy walked in with his hands in his pockets at a leisurely pace.

The boy behind Han Lu that he had seen this morning also had his hands in his pockets, swaying in the wind.But Song Zhiwei still somehow felt that Han Lu was more aura.

Because he kept staring at others, Han Lu even gave him a polite nod.

Is this... greeting him?

Song Zhiwei smiled.

Jian Chao suddenly approached Han Lu, and said behind his back: "Don't say it, the school beauty is the school beauty, and she looks pretty. That black hair looks pretty..." He couldn't find the words for a while, hesitated, Say two words: "Pure?"

Han Lu found a window seat in the penultimate row and sat down.

Jian Chao followed him and sat next to him, because the distance was relatively close to Song Zhiwei, Jian Chao lowered his voice: "You said Du Xu is too rubbish, why are you pointing at Song Zhiwei to bully him?"

Han Lu: "Pity the fragrance and cherish the jade?"

Jian Chao immediately vomited: "Your words make me sick. But to be honest." Jian Chao pointed his thumb back: "If he is a woman, I will really feel sorry for him. Let him get rid of the school bully. Devil's Claw, what do you think of the plot of the hero saving the beauty?"

Han Lu looked back and smiled inexplicably: "If he is really a woman, you have to queue up if you want a hero to save the beauty."

"Yo~ It's the first time you've praised someone. I thought you guys don't care about other people's looks."

A girl in the front row who heard their chat turned around and said suddenly, "Do you think Du Xu will trouble him?"

Jian Chao: "How to say?"

"Today, a high school senior who often hangs around with Du Xu came to trouble him." The girl pointed at Song Zhiwei vainly: "He beat him."

"Fighted?" Jian Chao turned to look at Song Zhiwei, but he didn't see that the boy had fought.Instead, with his legs spread apart, he leaned on a chair and turned his pen.

It looks even worse than the one sitting next to him.

"Keep your voice down and don't look at him, or he should know." The girl reminded Jian Chao, and then the two began to chat.

"Why did you fight?"

"It's better to ask for money. Song Zhiwei suddenly started. Did you say that you have been suppressed for a long time and exploded?"

"It's not clear that honest people are the scariest when they explode after being bullied hard."

"... "

"... "

Han Yul did not participate in their gossip.

In a situation like this, Han Lu can act as an expert if he can.

Jian Chao has figured him out.

That kind of mysterious and advanced male god has to be unpredictable.

Han Lu never did such down-to-earth things as gossip with others.

However, he found that Han Lu leaned back and looked at Song Zhiwei up and down.

Tsk.So I'm still curious.

When the classroom was almost full, a middle-aged man came in from the outside. Some students under the stage were clapping the tables and cheering. It seemed that he was a popular teacher.

The man in his 40s smiled kindly, "Hello everyone, I am your new class teacher. My name is Wang Qiangguo. You can just call me Teacher Wang."

"The new semester is coming, and everyone is a sophomore in high school. More importantly, we have divided subjects, and everyone has chosen science. We will study less of the three subjects of politics, history and geography, but this does not mean that the academic work will be reduced. On the contrary, We will study physics and chemistry more deeply than before, and mathematics will be a little more difficult..."

"... "

Even if you are a science teacher on the stage, but as a head teacher, the essence of talkativeness remains the same.

Song Zhiwei began to lose his mind after listening.

It's not that I don't like it, on the contrary, I quite like this peaceful world.

In his original world, fighting was commonplace.After all, everyone has a bit of animal nature awakened in their genes.

Although private fighting is strictly prohibited in the school, there is a special competition platform.For a weak and beautiful companion beast like him, I don't know how many people tried to provoke him.

He has to be better at fighting than anyone else.

this world…

Seems like comparing grades?

And others will not bully you because of your poor grades.

awesome!

After the head teacher finished speaking, he asked a few boys to hug the books.

I wasted more than an hour back and forth holding books and publishing new books.

After that, the head teacher asked everyone to leave. After all, it is only 8.31 today, and school will start tomorrow.

Song Zhiwei found the school cafeteria and ordered two meals for himself.

One braised pork ribs and one braised pork rice.

The fragrant braised pork with glutinous white rice will melt your tongue.

The wife is delicious.

Although his family in the original world could not afford to eat natural food, but it has never been so delicious.

After dinner, it was only eight o'clock in the evening, but thinking about nothing else, Song Zhiwei went back to the dormitory to get familiar with the familiar environment.

Standing at the door of Zhizhi Building 302, I heard Jian Chao's loud voice.

"** No way. If you sweat a little while moving a book, you have to take a shower immediately. Han Lu, why are you more particular than a little girl?"

Song Zhiwei knocked on the door, and it was a beautiful body/body that opened the door for him.

It's Han Yul.

There was still a wave of heat on his body, and a long white towel was wrapped around his lower body. He just opened the door casually as if it were a hotel.

In the general environment of this campus dormitory, it's a bit revealing and even more coquettish.

But it just looks good. Song Zhiwei glanced at his abdominal muscles. The eight-pack abdominal muscles were stacked like bricks. The muscles were firm and the texture was beautiful.