Double A sequelae

Zhao Chenheng took a step back. Panting heavily, he slumped on the ground, letting the rain run down his face.

"Jian Fan," Qi Jue's body was also weak, and his legs were also weak. He tried his best not to sit on the ground, but ran over and hugged him. have no idea."

Zhong Zhi fell to the ground, his blood pooled and was quickly washed away by the rain, his eyes were closed, and he was extraordinarily peaceful, as if he was finally freed.

Jian Fan broke free from Qi Jue's arms, and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm fine." His eyes crossed Zhong Zhi's face, and he couldn't tell what kind of mood he was in. He pointed to Zhong Zhi on the ground, saying yes Looking at Qi Jue, he said, "He's dead."

The voice was very calm.

There didn't seem to be any emotional touch.

Qi Jue's heart was sore and swollen when he heard it. Jian Fan looked indifferent and unkind, but in fact his heart was soft and full of feelings. He held her in his arms, put his hand on Jian Fan's black hair, and kissed him. Side face, "Don't be afraid, Brother Jue is here, and Brother Jue is with you."

Jian Fan didn't seem to hear, and repeated again: "He's dead."

"Jian Fan, do you still remember a sentence I said before?" Qi Jue tried to warm people up in the rain, he kissed the coldness and said, "I am your North Star, always will be, always will be. "

……

Zhao Shiyin held the gun tremblingly, and before recovering from the astonishment, she stared at Zhong Zhi's body in a daze, and murmured: "You betrayed me, you betrayed me. Didn't you say you would never betray me?" Is it?"

"He betrayed you." Zhao Chenheng got up and walked over, looked at his crazy mother and said, "You kill him, and you two are equal."

"I'm not wrong, he's damned."

"Mother, how could you be wrong?" Zhao Chenheng stared at the gun in her hand, "Give me the gun."

"Give you the gun," Zhao Shiqi repeated his words, Shou Gang stretched it out slowly, then regained consciousness for a moment, looked at Zhao Yunheng and said, "You will betray me, you will betray me too."

"Mother, how could I betray you, I am your son, and I will never betray you."

Zhao Shiyin is in a very strange state at the moment, her delicate curly hair is wet with water, her makeup is washed away, and the lines at the corners of her eyes leave traces of time.

like a crazy woman.

She yelled at her son: "Then go and kill Jian Fan for me."

"Murder is against the law, my lord." Zhao Chenheng changed his gaze, and suddenly revealed a wicked smile, "Give me the gun, and I'll help you kill him."

"Really?" Obviously, she didn't believe what her son said in her own handwriting, and looked at him suspiciously, "Don't you like him the most?"

Zhao Chenheng clicked his tongue lightly.

He moved his eyes not far away, looked at the figure of Jian Fan and Qi Jue standing side by side, gritted his back molars lightly, and opened his mouth half-sarcastically, "The two of them are an eyesore, love, of course it's not worth it It will be destroyed."

"Ha," Zhao Shiyin also looked into the distance, and after a while, finally handed the gun out, "You killed two people, anyway, Zhong Zhi is dead, use waste, just push him out."

"Killing his own boss and seeing the young master who grew up, Zhong Zhi apologized with his death, what a perfect criminal suspect." Zhao Shiyin laughed, mixed with the sound of rain, they got into Zhao Chenheng's ears together.

Listening to her mother's full of loopholes, he had already confirmed that his mother was crazy at the moment. He took Hei Dongdong's gun, played with it in his hand, and slowly raised his hand in the rainstorm, pointing at Jian Fan.

Jian Fan looked at him expressionlessly.

Qi Jue stared at the muzzle of the gun and cursed secretly, "Fuck, I knew he was not a good guy." After finishing speaking, he took a step forward and stood in front of Jian Fan calmly.

He looked through the broken hair dripping on his forehead, with a gloomy face and full of vigilance staring at Zhao Chenheng's gun, like a leopard ready to go.

"I fired." Zhao Chenheng put his finger on the trigger, smiling frivolously.

Wow-wow-wow

While the leaves were blowing, there was also the sound of clothes rubbing against each other. Zhao Chenheng was keenly aware of this, and looked at the next floor for a while.

A piece of pitch black.

Can't see anything.

But Zhao Chenheng knew where the sniper was ambushing.

Sure enough, within a moment, a loud voice ran through the entire building, "You are already surrounded, put down your weapons, this is your only way out, put down your weapons, put down your weapons!"

Zhao Shiyin was startled by the sound, her lips turned pale, and she subconsciously looked at Zhong Zhi's body on the ground.

How could the police come.

She arranged a lot of people to monitor Jian Fan layer by layer, it was impossible for him to call the police.

It's the kid from the Qi family.

Her heart stopped, and she said firmly for a moment: "Quick, kill them."

"Yo, the police are on the move," Zhao Chenheng ignored her, pointed at Qi Jue, and said calmly, "Then if I don't do anything, it will be a big loss."

Qi Jue stared at him, the wound from the fight just now seemed to have regained consciousness, he gritted his teeth and said, "What do you want to do?"

"What are you doing?" Zhao Chenheng said with a smile, "Of course I killed you."

His tone was playful, even in the airtight encirclement, he was not nervous at all, just like playing casually.

Jian Fan didn't dare to take his words as a joke.

He knew what he said was true.

He hated this feeling very much, the feeling of powerlessness. He tightened his fingers and asked calmly, "How can you let him go."

After the words fell, something flashed quickly in Zhao Chenheng's eyes, and he recovered quickly.

Jian Fan's tone was not condescending, but he had never spoken to him.

He is begging him.

For another man.

"Let him go," Zhao Chenheng suppressed his smile, his expression turned cold, "Impossible."

Zhao Shiyin shouted from the side: "Chen'er, kill them, kill them."

Jian Fan's whole body tensed up, his eyes locked on the muzzle of the gun, his eyes suddenly shrank, and his voice sounded distorted: "Qi Jue, get out of here!"

It's just too late.

Jian Fan's pupils shrank suddenly, and Qi Jue's figure swayed, splashing water all over the ground.

When he was unconscious, he saw the gun in Zhao Chenheng's hand fell to the ground, soldiers in green camouflage uniforms came from all directions, shaking in front of his eyes, Zhao Shiyin screamed

Blood overflowed from Zhao Chenheng's wrist.

Qi Jue watched him sitting silently in the rain, wondering what he was thinking, surrounded by green camouflage, and disappeared into the rain curtain.

The corner of Qi Jue's mouth curled up.

very nice.

No one bullied Jian Fan anymore.

Then, his eyes became more and more blurred, the light spots became a line, and then fell into darkness.

……

hospital.

Taking advantage of the gap between dressing changes, the little nurse hid at the door of the advanced ward, and took out her mobile phone with ease.

The wireless signal here is the best, it is full, and the little nurse is satisfied, looking at the phone without squinting, her ears are not idle, and she is listening to the sounds around her wholeheartedly.

Her single-minded, double-minded use of memorizing melons, the funny jokes made the corners of her lips almost reach her ears, and suddenly her smile froze, and she heard footsteps.

She quickly stuffed her phone into her pocket and looked over after finishing her clothes.

It wasn't the head nurse, but a tall, tall young man with a handsome face. She took a sneak peek and realized that this young man was one of the high school students that colleagues in the department were talking about.

Another is lying in the ward.

She vaguely remembered the name of this high school student. A colleague in the department mentioned that it seemed to be Jane...Fan.

……

It has been seven days since Qi Jue was hospitalized.

Qi Jue has also been awake for three days, and his bedside card has finally changed from a forbidden diet to a mobile diet. According to Qi Jue's words, the bird is almost fading out of his mouth.

Jian Fan remembered the expression on his face when he said this.The corner of her mouth curled up, and when she raised her eyes, she saw a little nurse standing at the door with a delicate expression.

Did something happen?

Jian Fan's heart froze, and he walked a few steps quickly, his voice could not hide the panic, he stared at the little nurse and asked, "What's wrong with Qi Jue?"

"Ah?" The little nurse was taken aback by him, but she quickly realized it. Seeing his tone, she knew that he had misunderstood, and quickly shook her hand and said, "No, I'll just take a look."

Only then did Jian Fan heave a sigh of relief, regained his usual indifference, thanked him, and walked into the ward with the lunch box open.

"At the same table, why did you come here?" Qi Xueba hurriedly adjusted his posture when he heard the movement, half lying on the ward, and howled with a sigh, "I'm about to starve to death."

Jian Fan: "..."

"Hurry up, hurry up," Qi Jue said, "Let me see what delicious food you bought?"

Jian Fan handed over the lunch box in his hand, Qi Jue's eyes lit up, and he turned around a few times, very disappointed: "It's gone?"

"Gone."

Qi Jue: "..." He bit his voice and stared dryly, his dark eyes were full of longing, "I want to eat meat!"

"No," Jian Fan sat on a chair beside the bed, pointed to the sign beside the bed and said, "The doctor ordered you to only take liquid food."

A large piece of sunlight came in from the window, illuminating half of Qi Jue's face. He was defeated by Jian Fan's scrutinizing eyes, and could only compromise: "Okay! I can't drink it." Then he turned his eyes, He smiled and said, "You feed me."

Jian Fan glanced at him with calm eyes: "Your hand hurt too?"

Qi Jue was shot in the abdomen that day, but fortunately the position was off, otherwise the shot would have killed him.

Zhao Chenheng, he... deliberately avoided the vital points.

why?

"Ouch," Qi Jue said with a painful expression while covering the wound on his abdomen, "My wound hurts, it hurts me to death, ouch, it hurts so much, what should I do at the same table, am I going to die?"

"Okay," Jian Fan heard the word "death", his expression changed for a moment, after a while, he sighed, picked up the porridge beside him, opened the box, stirred it with a spoon and said, "Open your mouth."

A week later.

Qi Jue's wound had already healed, and the two returned to school again, but they didn't expect that all the students from Class 25 were waiting at the door.

Lao Yu took the lead, stood under the school badge, and waved at them.Qi Jue looked at their classmates with complicated expressions, and whispered to Jian Fan, "What's going on?"

Jian Fan shook his head, but he didn't know either.

For some reason, Qi Jue always had the feeling that this group of people was about to rush up and beat him up, his throat rolled slightly, and he dodged behind Jian Fan in a cowardly manner.

He didn't forget that his current image was recognized as a scumbag.

Lao Yugao raised his hand and made a gesture. The whole class stood neatly and shouted in unison: "Brother Jue Fan, welcome home!"

Qi Jue was even more confused.

Jian Fan pulled him out from behind.

Lao Yu grinned at them, the corners of his eyes twitched several times, and Qi Jue suddenly had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, under the eyes of the two, Lao Yu turned around calmly and gestured to Li Desheng.

Li Desheng: "The preparations are complete!"

Old Yu: "Okay, now let's start and perform our class's welcome dance "The Most Dazzling Little Apple" for the two students! Music!"

Qi Jue: "..."

Jian Fan: "..."

The sky was blue, and the golden sunlight pierced through the clouds and spread finely on them. A group of teenagers and girls stretched their teeth and claws in the open space covered with sunshine, dancing the square dance that was popular a few years ago and aunt's favorite.

A smile was suppressed on a young face, but at the end of the dance, his expression turned serious, and he said seriously: "Welcome home, Class [-] will always be your home!"

Qi Jue, Jian Fan and the two of them felt hot in their hearts.

Looking at those familiar or unfamiliar faces, An Xiaoqiao and Feng Tingting looked at them with red eyes.

The little Wang Suo got out from behind the crowd, "Brother Jue, I'm sorry, Brother Fan!"

The whole class unanimously snubbed Qi Jue Jian Fan, but they owed both of them an apology.

The whole class said in unison: "Student Qi, I'm sorry, Student Jian."

Old Yu is old, and he likes to cry when watching TV dramas and watching reunion scenes, and he still does this now. He quietly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Students wronged you before, and you have been wronged. Children, welcome back."

……

When Qi Jue returned to the classroom, his head was still dizzy. He turned his head and said to Jian Fan, "The change of status is too fast, and I'm really not used to it."

From a peerless scumbag to an affectionate hero.

What happened in between?

Qi Jue felt very insecure.

Jian Fan squinted at him and said nothing, Wang Suo still had the cake in his mouth, turned around and said, "You two are worthy of being men of the hour, just after you came back, the post bar exploded."

Qi Jue had a shadow on this thing, he said a little unhappy: "What's wrong with this?"

"No, no, no," Wang Suo said vaguely, "They are making a bet, which of you two will be the first in this midterm exam."

Jian Fan raised his head in the sea of ​​questions, raised his eyebrows, and watched Qi Jue frantically writing Braille on the phone screen.

He glanced sideways slightly, and finally saw the content: "Get out of the way, I'll bet ten boxes of spicy noodles, and I'll beat my tablemate to win."

- End of text

Extra Story ([-])

Qi Jue stayed at the school for a few days, and found that the students around him looked at him strangely, with a hint of pity in their admiration.

He thought to himself for a while and didn't know what he had done, so he asked Jian Fan beside him for help. He stretched out his arm, pressed down the book in Jian Fan's hand, and asked, "At the same table, do you find that they look at me a little strangely?" .Also, why did they suddenly change their mind about me?"

"Huh?" Jian Fan raised his eyes, glanced at the people around him, and looked at An Xiaoqiao and Feng Tingting in front of them, covering their faces with their textbooks. While looking back, their eyes were full of strange colors.

"Want to know?" Jian Fan leaned at him.

Qi Jue nodded.

Jian Fan said: "Tie it hot post, let's find out."

Qi Jue: "???..."

On the post bar, there is an ID named: mysterious and handsome righteous person who posted a post.

# Campus Xueba Revenge Drama#

#Trying the risk with one’s own body, begging for perfection, just to give an explanation to the one you love#

Inside information is absolutely reliable.

Qi Xiaoba has never forgotten Jian Xueshen, and he approached Su XX only for revenge.

The truth of Jian Xueshen's car accident was exposed. Someone Su committed a murder and injured someone. The owner of the car has admitted to leasing the car to someone Su and covering the crime for someone else because of money.

"Fuck, what kind of emotional drama of the year is this? Why don't you write a novel with such a brain?" Qi Jue held the phone and almost spit out the water he just drank, "And who is this mysterious and handsome righteous man? "

Jian Fan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile hidden in his voice, "You don't know?"

Qi Jue: "Could it be Song Yu? No, how could Song Yu know so much when he's so stupid." He crossed his arms and sat on the loose chair on the back wall. Looking at Jian Fan's half-smile expression, he suddenly realized: "Qi Happy! My sister."

……

"Hey, brother Qi, why are you looking for old sister?"

"Haha, you guessed it? You don't need to thank me, this is what a sister should do!"

"You son of a bitch, don't you know how to ask me, I was scared to death by you for a few days, okay? Mother? Mother almost flew back overnight. Don't worry, she just wants to see her future daughter-in-law. "

"Xiaofan is next to you? Uncle Jian said that he doesn't need to come to the hospital today. He has almost recovered, and he will be discharged from the hospital in two days to deal with the company's affairs. I know to persuade you, but Uncle Jian is very stubborn and doesn't listen to me. .”

"What did Xiaofan say? You won't be going home anymore? Okay, I'll tell my uncle right away. Goodbye. I'll pick up our mother at the airport the day after tomorrow. When Uncle Jane is discharged from the hospital, let's have dinner together."

Qi Jue put down the phone, and Jian Fan turned his head to look at him with doubts in his eyes.

"It's okay, don't be afraid." Qi Jue patted him on the shoulder and said, "An ugly daughter-in-law must see her in-laws."

Jian Fan heard the words, slapped his hand off, looked at some things with thicker skin than the city wall, and said coldly: "Get out."

"Come on," Qi Jue's chair legs suddenly fell from the air to the ground, "I'm wrong." He moved closer by half an inch, rubbed against Jian Fan's hand, and said, "Brother Jue, I'll bite you!" Take a bite."

Jian Fan stared at him without speaking.

With a smirk on Qi Jue's face, he pulled his school uniform jacket to stand in front of the two of them, and said frivolously: "Here, if you don't want it, then Brother Jue has to come in person."

Noisy around.

Human voices and cicadas sing together, the sweet-scented osmanthus tree blooms, and the sunlight casts fine shadows on the blue and white school uniforms through the flower branches.

At the moment when the sun splits.

Time stops abruptly,

Moment is eternity.

……

Jian Fan saw Zhao Chenheng again a week later, and there was a transparent glass between them.

Zhao Chenheng's hair was cut short, and he was wearing a blue prison uniform, but he still couldn't hide his delicate eyebrows, his eyes were half closed, and there was a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, "Why, did you come to see my joke? "

Jian Fan frowned slightly, did not speak, and said after a while: "I was sentenced to 20 years, do you regret it?"

Zhong Zhi's death was caused by Zhao Shiyin, and Zhao Chenheng took all the blame on himself.

After identification by the identification department, the fingerprints on the gun belonged to two people, Zhao Shiyin and Zhao Chenheng. Zhao Shiyin was crazy, and Zhao Chenheng pleaded guilty, so he should be the murderer.

"Regret?" Zhao Chenheng's tone was even more mocking, "Regret what, take the blame for my own mother?"

Jian Fan looked at him expressionlessly, "Do you think you are helping her? If she is the murderer, at most you will be sentenced to manslaughter."

What's more, she was not in a normal state at all.

"Heh," Zhao Chenheng finally raised his eyes to look at him, "That's what you asked me for? You've been avoiding me for the past few years, why? Don't you hide now?"

The meeting room was brightly lit, and Jian Fan could clearly see that there seemed to be a bruise at the corner of his mouth. He looked at it for a moment, and the eyes of the two met. After a while, Jian Fan said, "It's not necessary."

Zhao Chenheng was taken aback for a moment, and it took him a while to understand what he meant when he said it was unnecessary.

He glanced at the metal handcuffs in his hand and laughed to himself.

There is really no need to hide.

"Let's go," Zhao Chenheng stood up, wanting to put down the phone and leave.

Jian Fan suddenly said, "Wait."

"What? You don't want me?"

"No," Jian Fan looked at his blue prison uniform, "Thank you!"

Zhao Chenheng's hand holding the phone froze, standing in front of the isolation window and looking at Jian Fan: "Thank you for what?"

Jian Fan said: "Thank you for being merciful when you shot, Qi Jue is recovering very well."

"It's off." Zhao Chenheng clicked his tongue in disappointment, "That's really unfortunate!" He got up, turned his back to Jian Fan and said, "Next time I won't be so lucky."

……

It's the end of June now, the weather is hot, Qi Jue's bicycle was parked casually on the side of the road, he was bored standing under the shade of a tree, holding two pieces of ice cream in his hand, the outer packaging was covered with a layer of water vapor.

Jian Fan saw such a scene when he went out.

He quickened his pace and walked over quickly, Qi Jue turned his head when he heard the movement, a flash of joy flashed in his eyes: "At the same table, you came out, so fast."

"What are you doing?" Jian Fan raised his eyebrows, looking at the ice cream in his hand, "Do you want ice cream?"

Well, half of it has melted, which is a bit horrible.

After such a reminder, Qi Jue remembered that he was still holding something in his hand, his expression changed, and he was very disgusted: "Damn, why did it melt, give me some water."

Jian Fan: "If you catch it again, the water will be gone."

"Don't eat," Qi Jue stared at it for a while, then said very depressed, "Go and buy two more."

As dusk approached, the sun was still hot, and there were more couples on the street.The girl is wearing a white dress, holding an ice cream to the boy's mouth.

The sun shines through the branches and leaves, leaving mottled light spots on her face, reflecting her smile, and said in a sweet voice: "Take a bite."

The tall boy raised the ice cream in his hand: "I have it."

"I don't care," the girl pouted, "I want you to eat mine."

The two passed by Jian Fan while fighting.

"Okay," Jian Fan looked away, and took it from Qi Jue's hand, "Don't buy it, just eat it like this." He opened the packaging bag, handed the ice cream to Qi Jue's mouth, and said somewhat unnaturally: "The first bite, for you to eat."

Qi Jue's eyes widened.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Jian Fan frowned and urged, "Are you going to eat or not?"

Qi Jue: "Eat! Eat! Eat!"

The color of his lips was already pale, and after taking a mouthful of ice, he thought of something, showing a sharp beauty on his entire face, Jian Fan turned to look at him, and asked seriously, "What's wrong?"

Qi Jue chewed the ice in his mouth, leaned close to Jian Fan and kissed him, "I'll give you mine when I get home."

Jian Fan was stunned by the kiss, and it took him a while to realize that this guy was playing tricks. He glanced down and said coldly, "If you're not afraid that the ice will break, then come here."

Qi Jue: "..."

He ate the ice cream in his hand a few times, collapsed onto the bicycle, and patted the rear seat.Jian Fan sat in the back, staring at the back of Qi Jue's head, feeling the late summer wind blowing through his hair, and finally dissipating in Qi Jue's voice.

"Let's go, tablemate, I went to see my in-laws."

Extra Story ([-])

Jian Fan's father didn't have much to say about the two of them.

Firstly, it was because he and Jian Fan had been in a relationship since childhood, and if he talked about something else, he felt that his son would never talk to him again for the rest of his life.

Secondly, I walked around the gate of hell, and I have already thought about many things. Let them solve the young people's affairs by themselves, and they, the older generation, should also leave the scene.

It's just that Qi Jue's mother, Ms. Zheng Xianwen, was quite critical of this matter.

During the family dinner that day, she stared at Jian Fan and shook her head frequently. Qi Le and Qi Jue, one on the left and one on the right, couldn't figure out what her mother was thinking, and were scared to death.

On the other hand, Jian Fan was not afraid in the face of danger, he remained as still as a mountain, and served Zheng Xianwen with food with a calm face, and Jian Bohong's beard almost curled up in anger.

Fortunately, he doesn't have a beard.

At the end of the meal, Ms. Zheng finally couldn't bear it any longer. She took Jian Fan's hand and said earnestly, "Son, tell me if you have any difficulties."

Qi Jue: "???"

Jian Fan: "???"

Everyone was puzzled by this.

Zheng Xianwen ignored everyone, just stared at Jian Fan, and said sadly, "Then why do you like Qi Jue, a bastard? Look at him, how can he be worthy of you."

Jian Fan: "..."

How to answer this question?

He pondered for a moment, closed his eyes and said, "I'm probably blind."

"Pfft haha!" Qi Le laughed out loud because he didn't give his brother face.

Jian Bohong listened to the conversation of several people, the corners of his mouth were almost pulled to the ears: low-key, low-key, worthy of my son, hahahaha.

"Mom," Qi Jue said angrily, with black lines on his face, unable to hold back his face, "Your son is so useless in your eyes!"

"Yeah," Zheng Xianwen smiled kindly at Jian Fan, then looked at Qi Jue as if she changed her face, pointed at him, and said, "Tell me that the incident about you growing up made me feel relieved, why not When I was a child, I was the most obedient when I was wetting the bed, and if I told you to go east, you dare not go west!"

Qi Jue: "..."

I don't want face!

……

"Ahem, it's time for our annual medal meeting again in a blink of an eye," the principal dressed formally, sitting on the rostrum and reading the declaration, "Students of class XX are about to graduate, and we have specially invited mock exams from our school No.1 Jian Fan made a speech. Warmly welcome everyone!"

There was cheers from the audience.

Especially the female students, the screams were going to lift the sky up.

Jian Fan was wearing a white shirt with a loose neckline and a student tie, not as mature as an adult, but with the slenderness unique to teenagers.

After several months of study, his bangs grew a little, covering his eyes slightly, he opened his mouth coldly.

Qi Jue stood under the stage, squinting at the shining young man on the stage, and muttered softly: "My tablemate is so cute! How could he be so cute."

"Brother Jue," Wang Suo looked at him with disgust, "Do you know that you look like a fool now?"

After the second year of high school, they didn't change shifts, and Qi Jue's sand sculpture aura successfully diluted his aura of school bully.

Wang Suo's courage soared, and he didn't have any worries.

"Son of Wang," Qi Jue looked away, hooked Wang Suo's neck with one hand, "Did I give you shame recently, tell me what you said just now."

Wang Suo's throat was locked, adhering to the principle that a good man does not suffer immediate losses, and immediately begged for mercy: "Brother Jue, you heard it wrong!"

"Brother," Song Yu sneaked from the front row to the boundary of Class [-], pushed the little fat man wearing glasses aside, and said very anxiously, "Stop making trouble, see if something is wrong with Jian Fan?"

"what?"

Qi Jue immediately let go and looked up at the rostrum.

I saw the young man on the rostrum holding the manuscript in his hands, his face was pale, the cold sweat on his forehead soaked his temples, and his thin lips that were originally light-colored had faded to no color at this moment.

The leaders in the back row also noticed his situation, and Lao Yu was the first to rush up, "Student Jian? Jian Fan? What's wrong?"

There was silence in the audience, and the students were terrified.

Jian Fan's slender fingers pinched the manuscript paper tightly, and his joints turned white from the force. He just wanted to say it's okay, but there was a buzzing in his ears, and he couldn't say a word.

The headmaster was terrified.

This is his facade.

The hope of Xingchen Middle School is that there will be no problems on the eve of the college entrance examination.He stood up anxiously, and shouted at the people around him in a hurry: "ambulance, ambulance, call 120 quickly."

The big head also hurriedly took out his mobile phone, but failed to press the number correctly, the scene was in a panic, Qi Jue jumped onto the rostrum, put the big head's mobile phone back, "I'll do it."

"You come?"

"Why are you here, Qi Jue, don't mess around, hurry up and get out of here."

Qi Jue ignored the other people's words, only the boy in the center of the rostrum was left in his eyes. He walked by with a comforting smile on his lips, "Don't be afraid, Brother Jue is here."

Jian Fan held back the pain and glanced at him. Both of them knew that this was a sequelae. "This is the rostrum. Teachers and classmates are all there." His voice was very low, with a suppressed hoarseness.

"It's okay," Qi Jue said, "Hey, give me a bite."

Jian Fan looked at him helplessly for a while, and finally compromised in his deep eyes, endured the pain, and pulled his lips slightly, "Is one bite enough?"

Qi Jue also smiled: "Two mouthfuls then."

Jian Fan: "Take it lightly."

"it is good."

Qi Jue glanced at the crowd on and off the stage, seeing countless eyes staring at them, with a slight smirk, he pulled someone's coat from Lao Yu's hand, and stood in front of the two of them.

He stuck to Jian Fan's ear and whispered, "In this way, they won't be able to see us."

After finishing speaking, he followed the back of the neck, found the position of the gland, and lightly bit on it.

All the students in the school: "..."

Big guys are big guys.

Thieves six who deceive their ears and steal their bells.

Old Yu: "..."

The principal's face was full of black lines, and he said that it was not profitable to speak angrily, so he could only stop and shout out of breath: "You guys! Here! What are you doing!"

"Quick, quick! Call an ambulance, the principal has passed out."

"It's okay, it's nothing, it's a panic attack, just lay the principal flat on the ground and let him slow down for a while."

All the students in the school: "..."

Stimulate!

A frantic meeting finally came to an end in the principal's faint awakening.

In order to witness that this can be recorded in the annals of history—the campus medal meeting that stunned the principal, as the instigator of this incident, Qi Jue was honorably left in the principal's office.

Of course, there is also Jian Fan.

The two stood in the principal's office as if they were going to receive an award, and they didn't feel guilty at all.Qi Jue was even more in need of a beating. He took a few steps forward and said with concern: "Principal, are you feeling better? Thinking of your situation, you must drink more hot water. Look, the sun is so big, the sun is shining brightly." Get dizzy!"

Jian Fan listened to the nonsense of the man in front of him with a speechless face. If he were the principal, he would beat him up before driving him out.

Sure enough, the newly recovered principal suddenly became short of breath after hearing this, and yelled at Qi Jue: "Get out! Get out! Get out of here!"

"Decree," Qi Jue put his fingertips on his forehead, and said obediently, "Get out immediately."

Seeing that the principal almost fainted again, Datou reached out his hand to smooth his chest, turned his head just in time to catch a glimpse of Qi Jue's feet stepping out of the office, and hurriedly said: "Stinky boy, stop for me."

He stood up and took a deep breath, "Tell me, what's going on with you two! It's about to take the college entrance examination, do you know?"

"Tell me about you, in front of so many people, how much bad influence this has had on the school, do you know!"

"Report," Qi Jue interrupted the big head, raised his hand suddenly, and said, "I have a question that I don't understand."

Jian Fan squinted at Qi Jue, and from his angle, he could just see the slightly raised eyebrows, and he felt that this guy was not holding back anything good.

"What's the problem?" Datou was interrupted and frowned.

Qi Jue: "I'm a little unclear, what mistake did my tablemate and I make?"

Big head: "..."

Good, good, blind him for nothing.

He rolled up his sleeves, walked around the office, picked up half an uneaten apple on the table, and threw it at Qi Jue.

Qi Jue turned his head to hide, and the apple fell to the ground.

"You don't know what mistakes you made!" Datou said angrily, "You, you, you two are on the rostrum! What are you doing, let me explain clearly!"

"What are you doing? Let me think about it?" Qi Jue pressed his fingers on his temples, and after a while he suddenly realized, "Ah! I remembered, I was treating my deskmate."

"Cure? What kind of disease? What kind of disease must be blocked."

"Hypoglycemia."

Datou's chest rose and fell, and he was obviously very angry, "What, so you're an Oreo? Twist? Lick? Hug? That's the end of it? Hypoglycemia is gone!"

Hearing this, Jian Fan's eyebrows twitched a few times, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly, thinking that the big head was probably confused, and he could still think of Oreo.

Cow.

It's just that I didn't expect that compared to cattle, no one would dare to surpass Qi Jue, who is the originator of the cattle class.

"Almost," Qi Jue said seriously after thinking for a while, "But instead of hugging, I just took a bite."

Jian Fan: "..."

headmaster:"……"

director:"……"

The college entrance examination was coming, and the school didn't want to put too much pressure on the two of them. In order not to make the principal dizzy again, Lao Yu took them back angrily.

It was only the next day that a notice was posted at the school gate:

The school strictly prohibits an Alpha from harassing a classmate (any classmate). Anyone who violates the rules will be penalized for [-] and go home to reflect for a month.

Song Yu looked at the notice board, turned her head and said, "Brother, you see that your notice has come out again."

"Fart," Qi Jue slapped him on the head, "Is my name written on it? Which eye of yours saw that it was me?"

Song Yu rubbed her head, expressing her grievances, wondering if there is any need to read this, the whole school knows about it, and the post bar is blown up.

Don't you have any points in mind?

Of course, this cannot be said.

He broke his teeth and could only swallow into his stomach, "I was wrong, I was wrong, not you." Then he turned to Jian Fan, "Brother Fan, help!"

Jian Fan looked at the notice, pursed his lips and smiled, and finally decided to save Song Yu once, "Brother Jue, let's go."

On the long road, there is a stream of people.

There are still five days until the college entrance examination.

Extra Story ([-])

It's midsummer.

The campus is empty, the starry sky is twinkling, there are no noisy human voices, and the traffic is silent, only the birds on the branches chirp a few times.

Jian Fan stood on the wall a little speechless, looking down at Qi Jue: "Are you sick? Why don't you come to school late at night? Hunting ghosts?"

"At the same table, why are you so flirtatious?" Qi Jue opened his arms under the campus wall and made a movement to catch him, "Come on, come down, Brother Jue will follow you."

Jian Fan looked down at him, "Forget it."

After finishing speaking, he jumped up and turned over the top of the wall.

The long wind blew his thin shirt, revealing his thin waist, Qi Jue looked at the cold white complexion, swallowed his Adam's apple, "Ah, good skill!"

"Don't act," Jian Fan stretched out his hands to straighten his clothes, looked around, and took a few steps forward, "Why did you bring me to school today?"

School has been out for months.

There is not even a single person on the entire campus.

"This is not to miss our lost youth," Qi Jue followed Jian Fan's pace, trying to hold his hand.

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