[Others are hell] The script kills Fujiang

Arrive at the training session.

This is an offline training class for the postgraduate entrance examination, and the participants are not only the students who failed the postgraduate entrance examination, but also some adults in the society, and the management and teaching are also very loose.

Pushing open the door, the classroom is full of people. The classroom is very large. It was originally a meeting room for 200 people, but it was rented out and converted into a classroom that can accommodate [-] students. One can imagine how crowded it is.

This is also the cheapest training class nearby.

The young master has been following Fu Jiang step by step since he got off the car, standing by his side like a loyal bodyguard.

Given his family's favorable conditions, he shouldn't have appeared here. Originally, what his family paid attention to was also the one-on-one VIP teaching of this training institution.

It's just that when he signed up, he caught a glimpse of Fu Jiang, this fatally attractive beauty.

At first sight, he also did such an irrational thing.

The family also let him go, he is the heir of the family business, even if he can't pass the graduate school, so what?

But the people in this training class are different.

They are the real bottom of the society, they need a diploma to change their life, their original family does not provide them with any bonus, they can only expect to study hard, get admitted to a famous university, and then enter a high-paying job to cross the class gap .

But in this class-clear society, educational resources are unequal. Even if the children of the poor receive the same education, it is difficult to escape the fate of fate.

The high-rise buildings in the city have deepened their inferiority complex, and most of them are indeed from the countryside.

The pressure of the postgraduate entrance examination is not only a straw that presses on oneself, but also makes it worse for families who are not rich.

And with the exam deadline approaching, the pressure on my body is also increasing day by day.

"Who did this?"

The young master clenched his fists and asked loudly.

His own exclusive desk, the desk was splashed with bright red paint, as if blood had solidified on it, all the books in the belly of the desk were thrown on the ground, sheets of snow-white paper were torn into pieces and scattered all over the place. land.If you look carefully, it is still the answer to the specially selected test questions.

Looking around, those students were still immersed in their studies as if they were deaf, and even faint laughter could be heard, which seemed to be contemptuous ridicule.

Of course the young master heard it too.

He originally came here for Fu Jiang, but the students in this training class were poor people that he usually hated very much. He was also used to being arrogant and arrogant, so he didn't think there was anything wrong.

The distaste is also two-way. The students in the training class also deeply hate this kind of arrogant son who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth. In their view, he is just an incompetent waste second ancestor who relies on his family's shadow.

In particular, his behavior of licking the dog with the beauty of Fujiang also deepened this impression.

look!Sure enough, he didn't come to study, he just came to engage with the second generation ancestor of the target!

Why should fate treat such a person kindly!

The young master was so angry that his eyes were red.

Finally broke out and kicked over the desk next to him.

The desk fell to the ground, making a loud noise.

The classmate at the next table who was innocently fighting alone finally felt scared, raised his head, and his lips were trembling.

At the same time, this finally caused the whole class of students who were immersed in their studies to raise their heads, and all their empty eyes fell on the young master.

The anger in the young master's heart was looked at by such eyes, as if blown by a gust of dark wind, but after that, the anger burned to an unstoppable level.

Because the stronger the wind, the stronger the fire.

He grabbed the collar of the classmate at the next table, lifted him out of the seat, and glared at the classmate who was trembling like a quail with anger in his eyes.

"Tell me, who made it!" He gritted his teeth, and his expression became very fierce.

The classmates at the next table dodged their eyes, and his gaze first met Fu Jiang behind the young master for no reason.

The handsome young man smiled at him, a small mole at the corner of his eye was as bright red as cinnabar.

This made him stunned for a moment, but the young master's roar in his ear brought him back to his senses.

"who is it!"

The students at the next table turned their attention to the group of students behind them.

In the end, he shook his head, as if he had confidence: "I don't know."

The young master raised his fist, and was about to punch this ignorant person.

A soft, boneless hand grasped his arm, which suddenly made him lose the strength of his original punch.

He looked back.

It was Fu Jiang's shy and apologetic expression, as if seeing such an unbearable scene, with the disappointment that he hated most faintly in his eyes.

The hand that was holding the other party's collar loosened, and the classmate at the next table fell to the ground.

There was a roar of laughter in the classroom.

The young master looked around the classroom again, and his eyes slid across different faces, but the expressions on everyone's faces were terribly consistent. They opened their mouths and smiled, and the laughter seemed to come from hell, while their eyes were empty, like It's a ghost.

For no reason, he felt that his hands and feet were cold, and he was a little scared.

His mind suddenly cleared up. He was actually in such a terrible environment. The eyes of these 200 people were full of malice towards him, and he was alone and helpless. Even if he was killed here, it would be very easy. .

He should get out of here, as soon as possible!

"I share half of your desk, would you like to squeeze with me?"

And Fu Jiang was smiling at him, a friendly and flattering smile.

He can't tell whether he's rational or not.

I'm just obsessed with sex.

He moved a chair and sat next to Fu Jiang, without picking up his textbook from the ground, he took out his mobile phone, and endured this tortured time as usual.

The gentle and sweet words of the beauty are in the ears, and even the occasional exhalation seems to be able to smell the fragrance in the mouth.

"The learning environment here is too bad, but..."

Yes, Fu Jiang also came from the countryside. He was still an orphan, and he lived on the country's relief funds. This training class with extremely poor environment was already the limit of what he could afford.

The young master opened his mouth, but he still didn't repeat what he said several times before.

I can let you go to the best training class with me, receive the best education, we can be admitted to the university of our choice together, and then we will never be separated again...

But every time Fu Jiang looked at him with that stubborn look, the original deep-seated prejudice against the poor also came out involuntarily through words, and such consequences always hurt Fu Jiang.

He held back.

But why should he endure such hell for the love in his heart!

"I'm sorry, you don't have to endure this for me..."

"It's okay." The young master stroked Fu Jiang's icy satin-cold hair, showing a bright smile like the scorching sun.

Fu Jiang also smiled back, his dark eyes were moist and clear, and the tear moles around his eyes reflected the clarity of his eyes.

"Is he your boyfriend?"

The wind on the roof is very cool, different from the sweltering heat in the examination hall, it is a real summer night in the world.

"No, ordinary friends."

"I understand. You are so beautiful, so there are many suitors like you, right? Do you also find them annoying?"

"Uncle, do you always care about the new residents like this? It makes me think a lot."

"What have you thought about? I'm curious." The man in black almost couldn't wait.

Will it be the answer I want?Is it really the same kind of person as me?

Fu Jiang looked up at the moon in the sky, and the lights of the city made the moon dimmer.The cool evening wind gently brushed his hair.

He twitched the corners of his mouth, looking at the moon with a cool contempt in his eyes.

"I would think that uncle also wants to pursue me."

When he met the dentist again, he became pure and innocent, as if he was really a pure white and timid little white rabbit who didn't know the dangers in the world.

Hearing this sentence, the dentist's eyes showed disappointment for a moment.

He shouldn't be like this, how can he, who is evil, show such a kind and innocent expression, it looks like his heart is thumping, but at the same time, he also wants to pick up a knife so that he can be cut into pieces, so as to relieve this depressed and tyrannical mood .

"Uncle's expression looks like he wants to kill me."

But not now, it seems that it is more fulfilling to disassemble, assemble, and create such a person.

The dentist showed a big smile: "My dear, why do you think so."

"However, I really like you."

"Which kind do you like?"

"I want you to be my unique collection, my artwork."

Fu Jiang tilted his head curiously, and suddenly changed the ambiguous topic: "Is this the character design of your script?"

"Dentist? Doesn't sound like a job to live here?"

"I just like to collect teeth. In fact, I am an artist, an artist of teeth."

"I didn't know why I fell asleep last night, and I didn't play games with everyone. Is the game starting or ending now?"

"The script killing started the moment you entered the examination hall."

"Then what is the end?"

"My dear, when you and I become one."

Are you scared?Fear is right.

Your ending will either become the scorpion of my spiritual will, or be eaten piece by piece by me.

We are two as one.

When he went back to his room to sleep, the gangster was still arguing with the twins in the hallway.

"Did you enter my room? Did you take my things?"

"How can the uncle flat... slander people for nothing! I, I, I have never been there!"

The gangster grabbed the twins by their collar and glared at them. There was still a hideous scar on his forehead, which was proof that he had been in the underworld.

The landlord also came over to persuade them to fight.

"Where will someone enter your room? Do you have any evidence? If you want to make trouble, get out!"

It seems that the landlord has also seen a lot of stubborn people who live in the examination house, and treats such residents very rigidly.

The gangster glanced at the landlord: "It just so happens that I don't want to live anymore, so I'll move out tomorrow."

"Are you going to move out tomorrow? All right, then be honest with me tonight!"

The gangster glanced at him. The gangster was taller and stronger than the landlord, but he still shook his face and didn't speak again.

Finally, he gave the twins a deterrent look.

Compared with the twins who stuttered and walked a bit lamely, his physical advantages were even more obvious, and his eyes were not only deterrent but also contemptuous.

The twins were looked at by such eyes, and finally walked back to their room with lame legs and talking to themselves.

"He...he looks down on me."

"I, I, I want him to look good!"

"Hey ha ha ha ha..."

Fu Jiang stood in front of his room door and inserted the key into the keyhole.

The gangster stopped him.

"Be careful, the people here..."

"Let's move out of here as soon as possible."

Fu Jiang looked up, with confusion and bewilderment on his expression.

The other party restrained his stern expression, at this moment he could fully see the handsomeness of his facial features, there seemed to be a little soft tenderness in his eyes, and his expression was complicated and deep.

"Is uncle crazy?" Fu Jiang showed a cute smile, and there was an invisible malice in his dark eyes.

"I don't have the money to move out."