My old enemy from my previous life shared a bedroom with me

"Qin Yuan was originally just handsome, with good grades, bad temper and cold. When he first entered school, people in his class just admired him, and many boys were not convinced. As a result, do you know—"

Bai Jing paused, and looked around suggestively.

Someone hurriedly cheered: "Oh, how is it?"

Only then did Bai Jing continue: "As a result, at the end of the first semester, after a karaoke session, Boss Qin subdued everyone in his class. Guess why?"

Everyone continued to cheer: "Oh, why? Isn't it not only Xueba, but also Maiba?"

"Did you sing "Conquer"!"

Bai Jing rolled his eyes: "Fuck you. The exact news I heard is that their class went to sing karaoke after dinner that night, but Mr. Qin was not interested, so he left early. As a result, Lu Lianyi was the flower of the two classes in his class." And Lu Hanhan—they were blocked in the bathroom of the karaoke room by the gangsters in the box next door."

"Damn!" Someone exclaimed, "Lu Hanhan, my goddess!"

The school's post bar school flower selection, deservedly ranked first.

"And then?"

Bai Jing said in a low voice: "There are seven or eight boys present, they look down on Class 1, all of them are good-natured babies with excellent character and learning."

"Are you all cowards?"

"That's really not true. They all stood up to protect the girls." Bai Jing sighed, "But without a few words of theory, they were abused by those gangsters and turned into scum."

"Tsk tsk, what kind of abuse?"

"It is said that the school committee of their class was beaten and cried on the spot, and all the boys saw blood."

"I'm so miserable? Where's Fu Songhua, their sports committee?"

Bai Jing sighed: "Fu Songhua is so unambiguous, he went straight up and beat the two wretched men to the ground. But if he can beat them again, there are several social brothers over there."

A girl in front was anxious: "Then what should I do?"

"What else can I do? As the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat with four hands, and a good man can't stand up to many people." Bai Jing made a sad look, "It is said that when Qin Yuan arrived, some social brothers were pressing Fu Songhua hard Kick his legs and force him to kneel!"

The crowd listening to the gossip let out a unanimous "Fuck".

"Important! Didn't Qin Yuan leave?"

"The dinner party just broke up. A girl didn't know why she had a brain twitch, so she called him. Anyway, Qin Yuan has arrived."

Bai Jing danced with joy, as if seeing it with her own eyes: "When Mr. Qin arrived, he put on a cold face and didn't ask any questions. He just went up and kicked the two idiots who were holding Fu Songhua away, and flew a few meters away!"

"Oh my god, is that an exaggeration? Is it true?"

"Of course it's true." Bai Jing raised his head, "The girls in their class said that after Mr. Qin rescued Fu Songhua, he immediately pushed all the girls into the box and locked them up, telling them not to come out. Then he removed an iron bar Just go out."

"Oh oh oh, then?"

"——Then, I heard banging and bangs outside, screams shaking the sky! When the door opened again, those social brothers were all beaten away, and Qin Yuan was standing there covered in blood, rely on me, his face and body It was full of evil spirits, and he sneered and said, 'Whoever blocks me dies, and whoever meets me dies'."

"..."

The noisy classroom was quiet for a while, and suddenly everyone laughed wildly.

A girl in front said, "Stop talking. It's true, but there's no last line for the mentally retarded."

"That's right, you must have read too many novels by the King of Urban Soldiers, haha!" the boys booed.

Bai Jing was in a hurry: "Okay, okay, I played the last sentence, but Mr. Qin can really fight!"

He spit all over the place: "I'm not going to lie to you, the boys in their class said it themselves. As soon as Boss Qin came up, he picked the most ruthless one on the opposite side. He went down and opened a beer bottle, and then held a broken glass against his throat. Those people were scared off."

The classroom was astonishingly quiet, who knew who was "hissing" inhaling air-conditioning like a toothache: "Damn it, it shocked my whole family."

I usually only know that Qin Yuan, the leader of Class 1, is a university bully. Every monthly exam and final exam, the total score will be at least 2 points higher than No. [-] in the age. ——Yanzhi Fault Top Flow, Kaofen Fault Top Flow, what's the situation now?

The force value is also at the top of the fault?

This style is wrong!

"It's so cool..." A girl sighed softly.

"The girls in their class are so happy, I'm envious."

The girl who spoke was tall and strong. Immediately, the boy smiled and said, "You don't need us to protect you. If we get beaten, we can count on you."

The girl jumped up from her seat and stretched out her hand to hit him: "Go to hell, I have this spare time, and protecting stray dogs won't protect you!"

"Hahahaha..." The classroom burst into laughter.

Finally someone asked again: "Then what happened after that?"

"Didn't you see it later?" Bai Jing sighed, "I heard that all the girls who were there that day were crying, and then all the boys in their class were convinced. Fu Songhua let go of his words even more. Their squad leader."

"How come you haven't heard of such an amazing story?"

Bai Jing shook his head: "After all, they were bloody in fights, and they will be rated as good students in the future! The people in their class discussed it afterwards, and they didn't talk about it. No, there is no impenetrable wall in the world."

After finishing speaking, he added another sentence in a deep voice: "You youngsters, that's why it is true that high scores in the exam are awesome, and winning awards is certainly attractive, but being able to fight is the ultimate mystery!..."

He was spitting and spitting, suddenly, something pushed him from behind.

Turning around, he was startled.

What the hell?

A hand so white that it was almost transparent stretched out, holding a black steel crutch, two rows of seats away, slowly poking him.

"Ruan, Ruan Qingmu, what are you doing?"

The usually gloomy and reticent boy looked at him and showed a very unfriendly sneer.

When the peach blossom eyes are bent, they are like a cold crescent moon with no temperature.

He tilted his head: "Hey, stop bragging."

Bai Jing: "..."

Who is this!Why is there such a sense of presence all of a sudden? ?

The thin and beautiful boy raised his hand and mouthed a balloon blowing up, and then, there was a "bang" from his mouth.

"The cowhide is about to burst, it's frightening to death."

There was silence in the classroom.

A group of boys looked at him suspiciously, Nima... Is this Ruan Qingmu who has been nesting in the back corner, rarely speaks, just like an autistic child?

Bai Jing stammered and swallowed her saliva, and smiled dryly: "Hehe, I'm not bragging, Mr. Qin is really awesome."

Ruan Qingmu's voice was not loud, but the classroom was quiet, so she heard him sneer, and said to herself, "Qin Yuan...a good name. But, not everyone deserves to be called Qin Yuan."

No one spoke, and a group of students all opened their mouths, not knowing what to say.

What kind of logic is this? He doesn't deserve to be called Qin Yuan, who deserves it?him?

Ruan Qingmu took out her mobile phone, started a group chat in boredom, and took a few glances.

The group name is "Langya Pavilion", the group leader is "Gao Erbai Xiaosheng", and the group announcement reads "Langya Pavilion in Experiment [-], all the information of each class is mastered".

There is always a dazzling name popping up.

Qin Yuan Qin Yuan's, any cat or dog can be called this name, so annoying.

He casually flipped through the chat records a few times before sending a casual sentence.

"So awesome? You brag like this, does the person involved know? Are you ashamed? Are you embarrassed?"

He wasn't anonymous either, he directly bore the ID of "Class 9-Ruan Qingmu".

In the classroom of Peiyou Class 1 at the other end of the corridor, someone quickly yelled: "Look at Langya Pavilion, that anonymous slut just showed up!"'

The crowd that had finally calmed down immediately exploded again, and a large number of Class 1 students with real names began to export frantically.

"Hehe, you finally showed up. You haven't been scolded enough just now, and you're here to ask for a beating?"

"What a villain, don't explain."

"I'm afraid it's not that my goddess likes Qin Xueba, is my heart bleeding? Hehe, your goddess will hate you even more when she sees your face~~~~"

Immediately afterwards, a certain fanboy who got the news jumped out angrily.

Class 1 Sports Committee - Fu Songhua: "Finally came out, right? Have the guts to say strange things, have the guts to come out? After 1 minute, the hallway will be there or not."

On the other side, Ruan Qingmu looked at the phone: "..."

What the hell, did he poke some kind of hornet's nest covered in honey?

Fu Songhua was tall and handsome, and he was also generous and enthusiastic. He was surrounded by a few good friends all the time. He turned around and asked, "What is this Ruan Qingmu, who knows him?"

"I've never heard of it." The classmate next to him was also confused, "Which scallion is pretending to be garlic?"

Someone pouted quietly: "Do you want to talk to the monitor?"

Fu Songhua glanced at someone, looked at the iceberg-like profile and tall figure, quietly raised his finger, and made a zip movement on his mouth.

"Don't, bitch, let's fight. Don't bother the boss with the questions, the boss shouldn't be contaminated by these worldly fireworks!"

After finishing speaking, he aggressively sent a "40-meter sword" emoji in the crowd: "Come out, I just want to see what the sweet-smelling grandson looks like."

Ruan Qingmu looked at the phone interface, and typed slowly: "No."

Fu Songhua replied over there in seconds: "Oh, the grandson of the turtle is cowardly? Don't be afraid, I won't fight anyone whose height is lower than 175."

Ruan Qing replied wearily: "I'm afraid I can't help hitting you."

The crowd in class 9: "..."

How can I break the feeling that the slut in this class is provoking all the top students in Class 1?

At the door of the classroom, the school committee of Class 9 and several boys walked in with new textbooks in their arms. One boy called out to the last one: "Ruan Qingmu, Old Jane told you to go to the office."

Old Jane is their head teacher.

Ruan Qingmu was stunned for a moment, grabbed the crutch beside the table, and walked out slowly amidst a large number of watching eyes.

In fact, the leg didn't hurt, but the doctor repeatedly told him to take rest after the plaster cast was removed, and not to use force on the injured leg, so he could only make do with it for the time being.

After entering the administrative office building, he knocked on the door of Old Jane's office.

The office was full of noise, people coming and going to collect textbooks, hand in homework, and listen to the teacher's instructions.

The homeroom teacher, Lao Jian, is a middle-aged fat man with a kind face, but he is chatty, and he likes to sigh when he speaks.

Seeing Ruan Qingmu struggling to come in with a cane, Old Jane was startled.

"It's so serious, doesn't it mean that it's already healed? Can you go to school?"

Ruan Qingmu grinned: "It's okay, it's just a protective measure, the doctor said that you can throw a cane after a while."

Old Jane breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, I came to ask you, do you have to live on campus this semester?"

There are still many students in the first year of senior high school, and the second year of senior high school are persuaded to live on campus so that the school can supervise their studies. This Ruan Qingmu didn't hand in the application form for accommodation until the end of last semester, so Old Jane still wanted to persuade him.

Unexpectedly, Ruan Qingmu readily agreed this time: "Well, live on campus."

Among other things, this leg is really inconvenient to go home every day.

Old Jane was very happy, and said repeatedly: "That's good, that's good, I'll report it to you right away, and then I'll talk to the dormitory manager, and I'll give you a first floor, so as not to make it difficult for you to go up and down."

"Oh, thank you teacher."

Old Jane looked at him, a little hesitant to say: "There is one more thing, you can tell me directly—is someone bullying you in class?"

Ruan Qingmu looked up at Old Jian, and suddenly smiled: "It's okay, teacher. I can handle it myself."

Old Jane was taken aback.

This child used to have dodgy eyes and lowered his face, but now he raised his head nonchalantly, revealing a face with sharp brows and eyes, which was extremely strange.

That smile looked harmless, but for some reason, his eyes were dark, as if there were stars sinking at the bottom of the pool, with a strange indifference.

"You don't have to be afraid, if you have anything to tell me, I will protect you, I heard that Liu Jun and the others..."

The boy interrupted him: "Good teacher, I will find you when I need it."

Old Jane looked at him suspiciously, feeling that something was wrong.

Obviously speaking cute words, but his eyes seem to say "Don't talk about it, what can you care about".

Ruan Qingmu waved her hand: "If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving. Goodbye, teacher."

Just as he was talking, the head teacher of the Peiyou class next to him turned his head: "This classmate, please trouble me. You go back and pass by our class, and help me send a message to the class leader Qin Yuan, asking him to bring some boys to carry the textbooks."

……

In the classroom of Class 1, the students were all buried in reading books and doing the questions, preparing for tomorrow's start-up test. The classroom was obviously much more nervous than that of Class 9.

In the silence, only a clear voice came from the window: "Which one is Qin Yuan? Bring some men out."

All eyes turned to the window.

A young man with an indifferent expression was leaning against the window with his hands in his pockets, his peach blossom eyes were slightly squinted, and his eyes, which could not be called kind, looked around in the unfamiliar class.

Fu Songhua was stunned for a moment, and asked casually, "Who are you?"

"Oh." The boy arrogantly brushed the broken hair on his forehead, "My name is Ruan Qingmu."

"..."

A few seconds later, in the large group across the class, a speech was earth-shattering and shook the entire sophomore year.

"Ruan Qingmu from Class 9 is here to challenge! He came alone, ignored Fu Songhua, called Mr. Qin and brought a few people together!!!"

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