School bully, your character is broken

Yang Ziwen's face is like an overturned palette, colorful.Tan Han didn't bother to compete with him, so he returned to his seat and continued to cross his legs.

Then he found that the students around him were not calm anymore.

"Student Tan Han, you are so handsome, I have decided, from now on, you will be my brother Tan."

"This memory... just now, there are more than a dozen people, right? It is definitely a top student."

"We're going to be brothers..."

"Okay, okay, big brother, I'll do what I can." Tan Han was about to give his speech when the class bell rang.

At the end of the day, the names and faces of the people in the class can be matched, including their positions.The school plans and workbooks for the new semester have been handed out, and a large pile is stacked on the table.After Tan Han flipped through the homework that needs to be completed today, he organized it neatly like the other students, except that he didn't put it in the schoolbag like the other students, but put it in the table hole.

Since he was a child, he has never written his homework several times.The reason is three words: too simple.

Then he saw that his deskmate was not even rectified, so he handed out one and threw one into the hole in the table.

Qin Han: "..."

Jiang Yao felt his gaze: "Too lazy to write."

Back in the dormitory, Tan Han casually peeled a piece of candy and stuffed it into his mouth, picked up his phone, plugged in his earphones and played games.

After a round, Jiang Yao came back.The old man casually threw away the school uniform he had taken off before entering the door, and boarded the game interface.

Tan Han pulled out an earphone, and leaned over to take a look: "Brother, let me say that we are destined - look, the games we play are all the same. Form a team?"

Before Jiang Yao could speak, he saw a team application for "The Most Handsome in the World" pop up on the game interface.

Jiang Yao: "...?"

Tan Han: "Why don't you agree? Come on, I'll give you some." After speaking, he quickly agreed for Jiang Yao, and the game started.

Jiang Yao: "...that is your ID?"

Qin Han: "Who else deserves this name but me? Brother, this character is very well used. Why don't we open an arena to PK later?"

Jiang Yao didn't want to talk to the chatterbox around him, so he chose to remain silent.

"Why do I feel like I'm abusing vegetables?"

"Hey, Jiang Yao, how about adding a friend? Is it okay to form a team and play a dungeon?"

"This idiot! When I saw him, I remembered Yang Ziwen from our class. He was an evolved version of the boy!"

"Calling you, you were hacked to death by Brother Tan, right? I told you not to mess with me, you..."

"Shut up!" Jiang Yao felt that if Tan Han continued to talk like this, he would collapse sooner or later.

Qin Han kept his mouth shut.The two of them were sitting on the same bed playing games, and the sound effects of the game were quite loud.

Suddenly, a crisp "click" sounded, and Tan Han turned his head: "Jiang Yao..."

"Exit!" Hearing Jiang Yao's voice, Qin Han nodded subconsciously and forcibly exited.

Jiang Yao reacted very quickly. After hearing this sound, he quickly exited the game interface, threw out a pen to turn off the light, pressed Qin Han to the corner of the bed, and spread the quilt by himself: "Pretend to sleep."

The two were squeezed together on the same bed, and they couldn't stretch their legs. The second after Jiang Yao finished these things, footsteps sounded, and a male teacher walked in.

"You...?!" The male teacher was obviously taken aback, with an exaggerated expression.Jiang Yao sensed that the person behind him wanted to laugh, so he twisted him backhand.

"...Huh?" Jiang Yao opened his eyes, as if he had just been woken up.

"You two, what's going on?" The male teacher put a straight face and put his hands behind his back.

"New classmate, cultivate your relationship." Before Jiang Yao could answer, Tan Han began to make up nonsense, "And he..."

What awaited him was Jiang Yao's second backhand pinch.Tan Han was in excruciating pain, but he couldn't let the teacher in front of him see it, so he was struggling.Jiang Yao pointed behind him, and continued: "He, sleepwalking, I look at him."

"Do you know what I want to do?" When the male teacher left, Tan Hanyin's voice sounded, "I want to kick you down right now."

"This is my bed." Jiang Yao was very calm.

"...Forget it." Tan Han jumped out of bed resignedly, and climbed onto his own bed, "Lights off at eleven? It's so early."

"If you get caught after lights out, you have to go to the playground and stand there, and you may not be able to come back all night." Jiang Yao rarely said so much in one breath.

"Really? The school can't be so cruel, right?" Tan Han was a little surprised.

"You can try." After Jiang Yao finished speaking these five words, he turned over and ignored him.

"My phone is still with you!"

In the next second, a black unknown object flew towards Tan Han. "boom!"

"No, Jiang Yao, I really can't control my own fist! So I'm sorry!"

"Tan Han, Jiang Yao, why did you come here... Oh my god! What did you do last night?" After the first class, Lin Ran was cleaning the blackboard when she turned her head and saw some band-aids on the faces of the two of them .The big bump on Tan Han's forehead was particularly obvious, and both of them had already gone to the infirmary to deal with it.

"Brother Tan, have you provoked the underworld?" Fu Yi saw Tan Han, and then glanced at Jiang Yao beside him, "Or, you and Boss Jiang?"

Tan Han glanced at Jiang Yao who was expressionless: "He provoked me first."

It was Jiang Yao's fist that answered him again.

"Don't, don't, stop, you two big brothers!" Dong Jin, the sports committee member, strode up to stop Jiang Yao, "The invitation letter for a day trip to Lao Zhao's office, one for each of the two big brothers."

"Come on, let's have a good talk." Old Zhao moved a stool for them himself. "I've changed my class. You don't want to go to the next physical education class."

The two looked indifferent, and it was no big deal if they didn't take physical education class.

Old Zhao was also completely speechless, watching the two sit down, one of them raised Erlang's legs very skillfully.

"What did you do last night, explain it. Jiang Yao, you go first."

"There's nothing to say. He deserves a beating." Jiang Yao summed up the fierce fight last night lightly.

"What about you, Tan Han?" Jiang Yao's extremely concise language forced Lao Zhao to use his imagination, so he pinned his hopes on the talkative Tan Han.

"Same as above." Tan Han didn't want to talk today, but last night he was punched in the cheek, and when he spoke, he felt a burning pain.

"Look at you, fighting twice in two days, can you save me from worrying? You are all very good grades and very smart, why can't you turn this corner? It's enough to make trouble in normal times, how can you be serious? How about fighting? We are a big family——Jiang Yao, I went to find out about your freshman year, why don’t you have a long memory? And you, Tan Han..."

"Ms. Zhao, I'll give it to you..." A male teacher pushed the door open and said in surprise when he saw two male students at Teacher Zhao's desk, "You two..."

Qin Han and Jiang Yao looked at each other.

It’s over.

On the same day, the two were fined by Lao Zhao to write a [-]-word self-criticism. They sat down on each other in the corner of the office to write, and Lao Zhao personally supervised them.

"If you had been nicer to me last night, if you hadn't thrown my phone over my head last night, what would have happened today?"

"And the dean, his surname is Li, right? Why did you tell what happened last night? Now, it's a thousand miles away from what we made up. I see the two tufts of hair on his head , sooner or later."

"Jiang Yao, don't you want to express your opinion?"

"Get out." Jiang Yao's pen didn't stop for a moment, and the words flowing out of the pen were also very beautiful.

"How much have you written? The words are pretty." Tan Han's Chinese is not as good as other subjects, and he looks at Jiang Yao's plan to copy a few paragraphs.

"What are you talking about there? Have you finished writing?" Old Zhao walked over with his hands behind his back, "You two, are you still making up lies to fool me? Thanks to me trusting you so much."

"I'm sorry, Lao Zhao, and I'll finish writing it soon." At the end, Tan Han's writing was so crazy that Jiang Yao was a step ahead of him, and left one step before handing in the review.Before leaving, she seemed to be proud of him...the corners of her lips were hooked.

The homework for the past few days is still very simple. The teachers of several subjects came to ask questions in turn, and Tan Han responded with "simple, too lazy to do it".Over time, some teachers let it go, while others still persevere.After coming down several times, Tan Han became acquainted with all the teachers in the sophomore office.

The weather gradually warmed up, and soon, the entire second year of senior high school had to face an unprepared test. The announcement in the morning would take the test in the afternoon, which was also a major feature of Experimental High School. People were caught off guard, and the whole grade was immersed in the atmosphere of learning.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, but no one left their seats, and they were all writing hard.Tan Han felt that he was too hateful to be here leisurely, so he spread out a book to make a show, but when he saw it, there was no other words in the book except for large and small graffiti.

He dug out his textbook from Jiang Yao's messy desk hole, opened it, and it was cleaner than his face.

Qin Han: "..."

At this time, a head poked out from the back door, calling "Brother".