Differentiate into omega in the normal world

Is this the best student in No. [-] Middle School?

What catches my eye is a video, which is very blurry and looks like a candid shot, but it is obvious that someone is fighting, and it is a unilateral beating.

The attack was so ruthless that it hurt just to watch it in the video.

Finally, he patted the face of the man on the ground, turned around after saying something.

Chen Lang's cold and stern face appeared in the dim video.

Song Chen was startled, and pulled the progress bar to move backwards to identify it carefully.

It's really Chen Lang, the other person may not be recognized by others, but Song Chen knows who it is?

It was the senior in the third year of high school. Song Chen had been resisting what happened that day, so he didn't ask what his name was.

"Who posted the video?"

"It was posted anonymously." Song Ling said: "It's not the first time, but it's the first time to post a video, and there is a recording below."

Song Chen continued to pull down, took out the earphones, and asked her, "What do you mean it's not the first time? It happened before, why have I never seen it before?"

Song Ling explained to him, "You haven't transferred here before. In the first year of high school, people often posted posts to pour dirty water on Brother Lang, but Brother Lang really had a bad temper at that time."

A voice using a voice changer came out of the earphones.

"Who hit you?"

"Chen Lang."

"Why hit you?"

"I don't know. He suddenly dragged me out. I dare not say it. His grades are so good that he ranks first in the city. The teachers are all on his side. The fight before was nothing but nothing."

"Ha, your school is quite interesting."

The recording stopped abruptly.

Song Chen swiped down, and to his surprise, most of the comments were followed by cursing.

Only a small part is explaining, but there is solid evidence of something, and it is quickly drowned in scolding.

Song Chen returned the phone to Song Ling, "That recording sounds so fake, does anyone believe it?"

"They don't care, they are happy to scold Brother Lang if they have the opportunity."

Song Chen frowned, a little puzzled, "I thought you guys called Lang Ge Lang every day..."

He thought he had the worst relationship with Chen Lang in the class.

"Ah, because..." Song Ling smiled awkwardly, "Because in the eyes of girls, Brother Lang is the most handsome, and it was others who provoked him before, so they kept saying that he cheated and bribed the teacher or something."

Can cheating be the first time?

Song Chen snorted, if you have the ability, you should cheat and be the first to come out.

Song Chen opened the window and looked towards the office, but he couldn't see anything.

He couldn't sit still, and asked Song Ling, "The last time I asked for leave, what was the name of the third-year student who was punished? What class?"

"Why do you ask this, let me think about it." Song Ling thought for a while, and said, "The class 7 is named Zhou. I can't remember what it's called."

It is enough to know how many classes.

Song Chen stood up and ran out, and Song Ling hurriedly called him from behind, "Brother is going to class, what are you going to do?"

Running all the way to the fifth floor, Song Chen came to the back door of Class 7 while panting. He pushed open the door, and the person sitting last threw his things into the drawer.

After a few seconds, he heard a very unfamiliar voice, he turned his head and breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm scared to pee, so it's not the teacher, classmate, you have nothing to do, don't be scary?"

Song Chen pushed the door, only to realize that he rushed up in a moment of brain fever.

He wasn't sure if it was because of him that Chen Lang hit the senior, but it certainly wasn't such a coincidence.

The senior was punished by notice. He met Chen Lang leading someone to the alley, and the next day the senior apologized to him with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

Song Chen couldn't convince himself.

"I'm looking for Zhou from your class."

"Which one? There are five of us named Zhou."

"..."

Forget it, Song Chen looked for it by himself, scanning the classroom with his eyes.But the stack of books on their desks was about the same height as people sitting, and many people couldn't see their faces when they lowered their heads.

Finally, I saw a familiar person in the penultimate row.

"The innermost one."

"Oh, let me see, Zhou Qi." He shouted, "Zhou Qi is looking for someone."

Zhou Qi was not surprised to see him, and quickly walked out of the classroom. Before Song Chen could ask, he took the lead and said, "I didn't post the video."

Song Chen thought so, so he asked him, "Who else was there besides you that day?"

Zhou Qi: "No one, it was very sudden that day, and I didn't see anyone else from the beginning to the end."

He was also very tired. After finally letting go of this matter, he ran out of the video again.

Looking at the silent Song Chen, Zhou Qi said: "Really, my mother regrets why I went downstairs that day, but when I met you, I felt like an idiot. I was beaten even if I got punished. I really want to know who posted the video!"

Song Chen glanced at him and suggested, "Why don't you explain it to the dean and say you're just joking around?"

Zhou Qi opened his eyes wide and was about to kneel, "Students, please let me go, I will take the college entrance examination in a few days."

"But even if you don't go, Lao Li will look for you. I can recognize you, and someone will recognize you." Song Chen pursed his lips, "You don't want to worry about these bad things a few days before the college entrance examination Bar."

He said one thing and another.

Zhou Qi understood what he heard, and his eyes darkened. Song Chen took a step back carefully, and said, "I promise not to tell, otherwise you also know Chen Lang's temper... At that time, it was just you, he must have blamed you. "

The class bell rang, and the teacher of class 7 came over and saw someone shouting: "I'm still chatting outside, hurry up and go to class."

"I'll think about it again." Zhou Qi left a sentence and entered the classroom.

Song Chen scratched his face as he walked, it was the first time he was a person who threatened others.

Sure enough, the effect is not good.

After returning home, classes have already started, but Chen Lang hasn't come back yet.

Chen Lang was still absent for the next class, and Song Chen's anxiety was evident on his face.

"Is it going to take so long?"

Song Ling pointed to the phone screen, "I heard from the sisters in class 1 that Lao Li was yelling loudly inside. Brother Lang is so stubborn, he will admit it but he just won't admit it."

When Jiang Yu came to pack Chen Lang's things after school at noon, Song Chen frowned and asked in surprise, "Where are the others?"

Jiang Yu made a big move, obviously angry, and said in a dull voice, "I'm going home, I don't think I'll be here for a few days."

Song Chen's heart shuddered, and he blurted out, "So serious?"

"Lao Li has such a temper. Brother Lang didn't think about it at first, but Lao Li informed his father, so Brother Lang just..." Jiang Yu shrugged.

Song Chen was stunned for a moment, "Isn't his father dead?"

"Who said that?"

"Himself."

Jiang Yu twitched the corner of her mouth, seemed to want to laugh, but held back, and said, "Brother Lang said, it is very possible."

Song Chen was confused, but he suppressed it. It's not easy to inquire too much about other people's family affairs.

"I'm leaving first." Jiang Yu packed up his things, waved his hands, went back halfway, took out a wristband from Chen Lang's bag and handed it to Song Chen, "By the way, Brother Lang said this is your thing Let me give it to you, and he said, if you feel uncomfortable, go to him earlier."

After he finished speaking, he left. Song Chen blankly grabbed the wrist guard and put it on his wrist involuntarily.

The cool after-rain breath spread from his wrists, bit by bit occupying Song Chen's body and mind, calming his impatience.

Obviously, I can't take care of myself anymore.

It was still raining heavily when school was over. Zhou Ning thought it was troublesome to hold an umbrella, so he wanted to take a car from Song Chen's family. Before leaving, he went to Song Chen's side to smell it.

It's fine, it's all right.

"Zhou Ning." Song Chen suddenly called out. The thin white arm on his leg was wearing a black wristband, which was obviously too big for him. He pulled it up and down carelessly, and asked, "Can you find a way to The person who posted the video?"

He wondered if it wasn't made by Zhou Qi, who it would be, and whether the following recording was real or fake.

If so, who is that person?

He just said that Chen Lang's attitude is very problematic, Song Chen frowned and thought.

"Video? You said Chen Lang's." Zhou Ning glanced at him, his eyes fell on the black wristband, as if he was choked, with a complicated expression, "Don't meddle in his affairs, it has nothing to do with you."

"Whoever got involved is the one who helped me, I..."

"Then I'll buy some gifts for him with you next time." Zhou Ning interrupted him.

Ugh.

Song Chen scratched his face, not even knowing what he was anxious about.

"But his fight seems to have something to do with me."

Zhou Ning turned his head to look at him, and under his suspicious gaze, Song Chen said slowly, "The one who was beaten was the one who was punished for my accident that day."

Zhou Ning: "It was him, you asked him to fight?"

Song Chen rolled his eyes, "How is that possible."

Zhou Ning knocked on the seat, "Well, that's a boast, okay, I'll have someone check it out, but there's no guarantee I'll find it."

Song Chen nodded. He knew that Zhou Ning had many friends and a wide range of opportunities.

After Zhou Ning got off the car at the arrival point, Song Chen touched the wristband hesitantly, took a deep breath for a while, and said, "Uncle Wang, don't go home, go to another place."

Uncle Wang: "Where does this point go?"

Song Chen groaned, and announced the name of the place.

Ten minutes later, the car drove downstairs to Chen Lang's house, and Song Chen got out of the car in a daze, "Why did I come here!"

But it’s all here, Song Chen raised his feet upstairs, met Jiang Yu on the fourth floor, and saw Song Chen appearing here very differently, "Song Chen? Why are you here?"

Just as Song Chen was about to answer, there were cursing voices from upstairs.

very familiar.

"Tsk, it's been half an hour, and grandma isn't too tired." Jiang Yu clutched her forehead with a headache.

Song Chen glanced up and remembered, "Is it Chen Lang's grandmother scolding?"

Jiang Yu nodded helplessly, and said hesitantly, "Lao Li's call was made to grandma first, and grandma said she didn't care, so she called Brother Lang's father. When I got home, I heard grandma... training Brother Lang gone."

This is too fierce.

Song Chen continued to go up, but was stopped by Jiang Yu, "Why are you going up? Don't scold you together."

"I don't come near."

"Alas!"

Jiang Yu couldn't hold him back and watched Song Chen go upstairs.

The closer you get to the upstairs, the clearer you can hear the sound.

"Why are you coming back? I'm already old and can't make me feel better? Go back to your own home, don't you really want to go back!"

"Accidents happen every three days here, and I've stepped half into the coffin. Can I control you? I don't want to control you either."

"It's fine if you take my daughter away, but now you want to take me away?"

The door was open, the sensor light on the roof was dimmed, and suddenly turned on because of grandma's voice.

With his back slightly bent, Chen Lang stood at the door with his head half down.

The grandma standing inside the gate was only as tall as his shoulders, but her aura abruptly overwhelmed Chen Lang, who was 1.8 meters tall.

The light cast a shadow behind him, pitifully even.

After a while, he opened his mouth when grandma stopped talking, his tone was extremely calm, as if he was used to it, "Don't be angry, when the blood pressure comes up again, I will put the medicine in the drawer under the coffee table, remember to take it."

"Whatever you eat, it won't help. I can go down to see Yuanyuan sooner."

The door closed at the sound, and Chen Lang stood there without moving, and only heard his deep voice when the sensor light went dark.

"What are you doing here now?"

Song Chen walked up the stairs holding on to the handrail, and the sensor light came on again, and he saw Chen Lang's face clearly.

Very calm, with drooping dark eyes, no emotion at all.

"I don't know." Song Chen said honestly, "Chen Lang, you look like you're going to cry."

"Ok?"

"I mean, if you feel bad, don't bear it."

Chen Lang raised his eyelids, his eyes were a little cold.

The sensor light dimmed again, Chen Lang's tone was dangerous in the darkness, "Is it okay to bite you?"