School bully, your character is broken

Because of Han Lan's presence, my aunt smiled like a flower, and pulled Tan Han to ask questions. Tan Han didn't bother to pretend to accompany her, so he went upstairs after a few casual sentences.

At dinner time, Han Lan told him: "Xiao Han, you will go with Han Ling when school starts tomorrow. The transfer procedures are all done, Experimental High School. When you go, first report to Mr. Zhao and give you a random class. Class [-]."

"Okay," Tan Han nodded, and said again, "Uncle is worrying."

"Why are you being polite to my uncle? It's not the first time I've come here. Just say what you want."

"Xiaoling is in the first year of high school, the two of you just happen to take care of each other," said the aunt, "go back to rest after eating, and report tomorrow..."

The next day, Tan Han was dragged up by Han Ling.

"Brother, check what time it is! We're going to be late! Get up quickly!" Han Ling glanced at his watch, almost going crazy, "The first day of the new semester! Hurry up!"

Tan Han reluctantly opened his eyes, and asked after tidying himself up, "How do we go?"

Han Ling gnawed on the bread and said inarticulately: "Walk, it's not far. Parents have gone to work, follow me."

The two carried their luggage and walked to the school gate in 10 minutes.When he saw that there were more people than ants at the school gate, Tan Han calmly found a corner to lean against, not intending to squeeze with them.

Han Ling is a freshman in high school. He thought in his heart that he couldn't give the teacher a bad impression as soon as he came up. He wished he could fly in with his wings and surpass the crowd.Turning his head to see Tan Han who was leaning against the corner with his eyes closed and feigning sleep, he was completely speechless.

Tan Han closed his eyes and listened to the chatter of the people around him: "The boy who walked past just now, I heard that he is the boss of our school!"

"I saw it too. The blood tank is empty. It's so pretty. I've made up my mind. I'm sure I'll catch up with this kind of boy!"

"Student, just a warm reminder, my ex-girlfriend's best friend's boyfriend's buddy's younger sister confessed to Xiaoba Jiang a few days ago, but she was completely ignored. So it's better to come to me than to ask Xiaoba Jiang to confess. "As soon as the boy finished speaking, boos greeted him.

"Are you a sophomore in high school?" The girl noticed that he was wearing a school uniform. "The handsome guy's surname is Jiang? Or is he a school bully? Tell us about it?"

"Hey, hey, look over there, that handsome guy is not bad, he is not wearing a school uniform, he should be a freshman in high school, who dares to strike up a conversation?"

A little girl was pushed out, and she walked past Tan Han coyly, "Excuse me..."

Tan Han opened his eyes and smiled at her: "I'm sorry little girl, I have a boyfriend."

Then he embraced Han Ling who had just squeezed through the crowd and was frowning because of anxiety: "Look, he's already angry."

girl:"……"

Han Ling: "...?!" You explain it clearly to me!

Tan Han didn't give the girl time to ask questions again, seeing that the people had almost entered, he dragged Han Ling in.

"Brother, what did you tell her just now?" Why did you look at me like that?

Han Ling didn't know that Tan Han had eliminated the possibility of his high school puppy love for him, but the culprit was still talking nonsense in a serious manner: "That girl and I discussed why the school gate is so crowded, at this moment, you come here I'll tell you that you're so crowded that you're mad."

Han Ling faintly felt that something was wrong. Before he could figure out a one, two, three, he was dragged to the school bulletin board by Tan Han: "See what class you are in, I'll leave first."

Qin Han went to the office of the second grade first, pushed open the door and said straight to the point: "Let me find Teacher Zhao."

A middle-aged man pushed his glasses and walked over with a smile: "The new student Tan Han?"

Qin Han hummed.

The middle-aged man looked Tan Han up and down: "That's right, the young man is very energetic. You used to study in the United States, right?"

Other teachers in the office cast curious eyes.

"No, just last year." Tan Han replied, ignoring the gazes of other teachers.

"I heard that your grades are very good, and you are a good student."

"My grades are indeed good, but the word 'good student' has nothing to do with me," Tan Han said with a smile, copying his pocket with one hand and the suitcase with the other, "but it's not the heinous one." kind."

Other teachers in the office were already whispering.

Old Zhao obviously didn't expect that Tan Han, who was outstanding in appearance and was a good student no matter what, would say that. He was stunned for a moment and said: "...have personality, have personality." Then he slapped his forehead, took out the key from his pocket and handed it to To Qin Han: "This is the key to your dormitory, dormitory number 311, and I go home once a month. There are more freshmen this year, and there is no spare dormitory. You will share the dormitory with Jiang, who is not very good-tempered. If it weren't for the lack of a room, the teacher wouldn't have arranged you to be with him..."

"Student Jiang? Has a bad temper?" Tan Han raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, classmate Jiang, Jiang Yao. If you really can't live with him, come to me and I'll think of a way for you." Old Zhao said.

"Jiang Yao? Heh." Tan Han took the key, "It doesn't matter if you have a bad temper."

Old Zhao was about to praise this kid for being so sensible, but Tan Han's next words blocked his unspoken praise.

"I'm worse-tempered than him." Tan Han put away the key, "Mr. Zhao, I'm leaving first."

Old Zhao obviously hadn't recovered yet, and when Tan Han pushed the door, he said, "Class [-] and [-] are on the third floor!"

Qin Han nodded, and the voice of a young female teacher came out before closing the door: "Ms. Zhao is really miserable. There is a bully in the class, and another one is like this. Teacher Zhao, there is a long way to go. "

Old Zhao seemed to be smiling, and the office became lively.Tan Han didn't listen, and went to the dormitory with his luggage.Most of the students packed up, only a few left wandering in the corridor.

"311? It's here." Qin Han pushed open the door, and met the person sitting on the chair in the middle of the room with his legs crossed and playing with his mobile phone.

"Am I not mistaken, is that the 311 dormitory?"

"Oh my god, someone is willing to share a dormitory with Jiang Xiaoba—hasn't there been a fight yet?"

"I always feel that there will be a good show to watch in the future."

Tan Han glanced back, leaned on the door frame and said with a smile: "Hi everyone!"

A few boys were still surprised, and a few reacted quickly. Realizing that the person in front of him had the potential to be the new big brother, he immediately went up to say hello.

"Close the door, annoying."

Everyone heard Jiang Xiaoba's words and quickly evacuated.Tan Han shrugged, and closed the door obediently.

The room was silent.There are two beds in the dormitory, which should be a special treatment.Jiang Yao, with Erlang's legs crossed, was concentrating on playing games. He was only wearing a black shirt and school uniform pants. Due to his long legs, a small ankle was exposed. The school uniform top was thrown on the bed casually.Unexpectedly, the whole room was very clean.

Qin Han was packing his things, and somehow felt that the aura of the person beside him was very familiar. He glanced at Jiang Yao's wrist intentionally or unintentionally, half of the black letter tattoo was covered by his sleeve, but the exposed piece was not difficult to guess Prototypes of these two letters.

Tan Han turned on his mobile phone, and there were still 10 minutes before returning to the classroom. He had no habit of going early or being late.So plug in your headphones and listen to music.

After playing a game, Jiang Yao casually threw the phone on the table, picked up the clothes on the bed and put them on.Tan Han has been paying attention to the movement on his side, seeing that Jiang Yao is about to go out, so he called out: "Jiang Yao."

Jiang Yao walked to the door and turned around when he heard the sound.

"At the airport that day, I owe you a thank you. Make it up today, thank you." Tan Han pulled out his earphones, walked to Jiang Yao, and found that Jiang Yao was half a head taller than him.

Jiang Yao's voice was cold: "How does it feel to wash your face with milk tea?"

Before he could react, Jiang Yao dropped two more words: "Lock the door." He turned and went downstairs.

Qin Han felt that he had run into an old man, took out the key to lock the door, caught up with his roommate, and hooked his shoulder: "It's really not good to wash your face with milk tea, but we are destined for each other."

"Take your hands away." Jiang Yao gave him a cold look.

"You have a lot of things to do." Tan Han let go of the kindness, "Okay, I will let go."

The two walked towards the teaching building while talking. In fact, it was Tan Han who spoke unilaterally, and Jiang Yao only uttered some monosyllabic words, such as "roll", when he couldn't listen anymore.

The two stepped into the classroom one after the other, and Lao Zhao was already there.Qin Han glanced at his watch, the time was just right.Jiang Yao took his pocket and went to the last row on the right, and lay down on the table to sleep.

Tan Han: "..." Someone is crazier than me.

The students seemed to have gotten used to it, and all their attention was on Tan Han.

Old Zhao stopped Tan Han and said, "This is a new student transferred from our class, Tan Han. Tan Han, please introduce yourself."

There was applause at the right time.

"I, Tan Han," Tan Han picked up a piece of chalk and wrote his name on the blackboard, "The motto in life, I am the most handsome, I am the craziest. If anyone is free, welcome to mess with me."