Hechun and Jingming

Qu Jingming said that He Chun went to his classroom three times a day, and also went to the playground in the afternoon during physical education class.Briefly speaking, I will not go into details.He Rong probed deeper and asked, "Why did he run to you?"

Qu Jingming grabbed the hem of his clothes and showed embarrassment: "Chat."

He Rong frowned: "What are you talking about?"

Qu Jingming answered this point effortlessly: "You, teacher, drum team, badminton..."

He Rong is naturally a must-talk topic. I don’t know if he is yearning for other people to have brothers and sisters. He Chun is very attentive to his sister with a huge age difference, to the point of obeying her words; the teacher is that everyone who is a student must secretly poke The object of chewing and secretly scolding; the drum team is a new organization that He Chun joined after he was promoted to the third grade. After practicing this year, next year, he can wear a uniform and stand upright on stage at the weekly flag-raising ceremony and other big events. One time; badminton was probably an impromptu play in that PE class.

These are common topics.He Rong understood that his younger brother didn't bully Qu Jingming, but just obeyed his sister's order to "take care" of him, and really went to chat.

It's a pity that Qu Jingming is so big, and what he's worst at is chatting with people. He's small, but he lives in his heart like an old man trembling on thin ice. He can't make a loud fart with three kicks. Filter seven or eight times from the stomach to the throat.He Chuntou has an empty mind and nothing to worry about, how could he understand this.

He Rong didn't ask any more questions, but patted Qu Jingming's head, and said, "Just ignore him if you're annoying him, he's just like that, and he won't be so verbose in a few days."

Qu Jingming sighed, lowered his eyes, and answered embarrassingly: "Okay."

He Rong saw that although he was full of distress and embarrassment, he did not show any disgust or resistance, so he was relieved, let him go to bed early, and left by himself.

Qu Jingming couldn't fall asleep right away, his world was complex and sensitive, at first when Xue Bingbing left him here, he was afraid and resisted, but at a young age he understood what people should do under the eaves, so his performance was still good.In all fairness, He Rong was kind to him besides being cold. A child's heart is easy to cover, so he was warmed up.

If it is too hot, it will be afraid of cooling down.Hechun, who was full of elder sisters, long sisters and short, appeared out of nowhere, which made him extremely insecure. When he saw Hechun, his instinct was to be vigilant first, and put everything else on the back burner.In the dead of night, he exhausted his imagination to outline a drama of fighting for favor, and fell asleep when he was tired from thinking about it as usual... It's all because of Xue Bingbing's love of watching Gongdou dramas in the past.

Qu Jingming changed his view of Hechun after he found out that the idiot's words were not just frightening falsehoods.

When looking at people, most people are inherently discriminatory, and children are especially open-minded.Qu Jingming, a foreigner who can't speak the local dialect, has thin skin and tender flesh, is very different visually from the half-yellow but not dark children along the coast. want to bully.

So, after the initial observation period, he quickly experienced real bullying.

After the second class in the morning, the school has lunch between classes, and the children bring their own bowls and go downstairs to line up to serve them.This morning, he took out his own bowl from the locker at the back of the classroom, and found that it was heavy, with ominous premonition and hand speed at the same time, his hands were cold and trembling when he opened the lid of the lunch box—the lunch box was full of things .

The yellow liquid was messily soaked with some filthy garbage, and the pungent smell told him that the liquid was fresh urine... It was exactly the same as Kazuharu's example, uncreative, but still Stimulate.

The person who did the bad thing must be watching his reaction right now, and they can't let people get their way and watch him laugh.Qu Jingming thought to himself like this, then forced himself to calm down, put his trembling hands on the cabinet for a while, and calmed down slowly and obediently, then he closed the cabinet as if nothing had happened, and returned to the desk.

Not being surprised is the limit of what he can do. No matter how hard he tries to control himself, panic and bewilderment still fill his heart like a net. Apart from sitting down to make his body more comfortable, he has no other clear thoughts at the moment. Questions such as finding out the bad guys, telling the teacher, tit for tat, what to do with lunch between classes, etc. flashed past.

But none of the questions have answers.

The classmates left the classroom one after another. He has no friends yet. No one came to ask him why he didn't go downstairs, and he didn't want anyone to ask. What if the person who came was the one who did something bad?Isn't that just to see his joke?

So he made up his mind not to cry just like Xue Bingbing left, and made up his mind to keep silent. Even if the teacher came to ask later, he was going to use his stomachache to fool him.

5 minutes passed, 10 minutes passed, and a quarter of an hour passed.One after another, some students came back after eating, and the lockers were frequently opened and closed again. He even sat on his seat and read his textbooks in a calm and composed manner. Still, no classmates came to ask him a word, only the same table bounced around. Jumping back and staying for a while, he said in surprise: "Hey, you are so fast today?"

But she didn't really want to know why he was so fast, there was still a 5-minute break between classes, and she was busy going to the bathroom hand in hand with her little girlfriend.After finishing speaking, I left.Qu Jingming didn't even have time to show her the expression he put on politely.

Until the class bell rang, the question from the head teacher that he was vaguely looking forward to did not come.

The original panic and fear fermented into a gurgling and bubbling sour liquid, stuffy in his heart or stomach. The nose is very uncomfortable.It wasn't the first time he experienced loneliness, grievance, and loss, but every time he felt unbearable gloom and despair.

It is not an exaggeration to say that I want to die.

"Obviously!" The heavy emotion was suddenly torn apart by a loud shout.

Probably because he was mentally abused by that stupid idiot, Qu Jingming touched his arm first reflexively, expecting to feel goosebumps, but unexpectedly, that piece of skin seemed to be immune to it, and he didn't bother to react.He raised his eyelids and looked at Hechun who was standing at the door of the classroom with his face flushed with cool eyes.

The guy waved at him: "Come out!"

Qu Jingming didn't move, he paused for a while, and finally raised his textbook, indicating that the class was over.

Hechun threw an unbearable look at him, and the class bell was a bird.

He strode into the classroom, grabbed a homework book to fan the wind, and gently put a lunch box on Qu Jingming's desk with the other hand, and said carelessly: "I don't see you queuing up for dinner, and no one asked. I know what's going on. Let me tell you, today our class eats seafood noodles, my favorite, and I left a copy for you."

Qu Jingming looked at the brand-new lunch box of the same model as his own on the table, which showed that the owner had ulterior motives, and then looked at Hechun: "I won't eat it."

"Why don't you eat it?" Hechun stared at him puzzled, "Seafood noodles are only available once every two weeks. You don't know what's good for the new ones. I'll give you all the good ones. Take it. Damn it." , Your teacher is here, and I'm leaving."

After finishing speaking, he ran out, halfway through, he found that he was still holding Qu Jingming's homework book, and flung it back far away, blinked, and ran away with a cheap smile on his face, shaking his fat body incessantly. ...that's disgraceful.

Although Qu Jingming thought about a lot of things and longed for a lot of things during the 10 minutes between classes, he still had a bit of arrogance of "what I want is pears, and I don't care if you give me apples". I don't care whether it is filled with seafood powder or white porridge, but I just stuffed it into the stomach of the desk after class has started.

After one class, Hechun, as annoying as ever, came again.

When he entered the door, he asked, "Mingming, have you eaten yet?"

Qu Jingming knew the good and the bad for the time being, and he opened his mouth gently to save face, "No, it's too late."

Hechun let out an "oh", a little helpless, he wanted to urge him more, but felt that Qu Jingming would definitely not answer him, maybe he would just return it to him, so he moved his lips without making a sound.After rolling my eyes twice, I thought I was witty and said: "But my mother asked me to bring the bowl home. If I don't come home without a bowl, I will be beaten. Or I will take yours back."

Qu Jingming thought for a while, and was about to say "no", but He Chun had already gone to the locker behind the classroom.

Taking care of Qu Jingming for such a long time, Hechun knew his things like the back of his hand, and even secretly assigned a key to the locker, so when Qu Jingming thought lightly that he would be fine if he walked faster, he quickly opened it. got a locker.

Qu Jingming's eyes widened in surprise: "..."

Then, I saw He Chun smashing the filthy lunch box on the ground with a black face, kicking the nearest desk vigorously at the same time, and stepping on a chair. His already strong figure looked even more oppressive, condescending He looked down on the whole classroom, really a bit of a bully in full swing.

"Who the hell did it! Stand up now and I'll beat you alone. If I find out later, I'll bring a group of people to beat you!"

His voice was raised very high and too hard, almost broken, even Qu Jingming frightened him a bit, and suddenly felt that this person was not completely stupid, but rather fierce, and he was quite scary when fierce.

After he finished yelling, the entire classroom looked at him.As if he had seen the big scene, he looked around at the crowd without moving, paused for a few seconds, and said, "What the hell is there to do, but not to admit? Do you really want me to bring someone here?"

Still stalemate.

Half a minute later, Qu Jingming thought about it again and again. On the one hand, he felt that Hechun's method was too barbaric, and he disdained to be with him. Finally, the latter defeated the former, stood up and moved to Hechun in two steps and three steps, tugging at the corner of his clothes.

"Come down."

He Chun was enjoying the fun of being a bully, and waved his hand: "Don't worry about it, I'll settle it! As I said, no one will bully you!"

Qu Jingming: "..."

He suspected that his head was flooded just now, so he came over to persuade him, what kind of lines he learned from a broken TV series, it's embarrassing.But after pondering the second half of the sentence, he tasted a little protected... Although he didn't want to admit it, it was indeed satisfying, and quietly made up for the loss and grievance suffered during the last break.

Therefore, there was no retreat after all.

"Come down, our monitor is going to call the teacher."

When He Chun broke the lunch box just now, the monitor was at the back door of the classroom. As the monitor of the first class, he quickly started his proficient business - to inform the teacher.In some cases, this kind of behavior is also called snitching, which is not flattering, but at the moment it is still optimistic about Qu Jingming.

Hechun listened, stunned for a moment, muttered "I rely on", reluctantly came down, and said: "I won't leave, I won't leave until your matter is resolved, damn it, too...too," He racked his brains to search for words in his mind, and finally came up with one, "It's so humiliating!"

It's really an advanced vocabulary. The precocious and smart Qu Jingming admired him. He wanted to remind him not to swear anymore, but he suppressed it temporarily. After thinking about it, he said in relief, "I'll finish eating the noodles quickly. , you just come over after school and get your lunch box."

... Hechun looked down with a complicated expression, his heart, which was so big that he could hold a boat, suddenly shrank to a normal size, and felt for the first time that this child really didn't have the same idea as him, damn it, it's really difficult to take care of.