The school bully turned out to be a cutie

Yi Leyuan sat on the steps, with his elbows resting on his knees, with a dignified look on his face.

The classmates who passed by couldn't help but look sideways at him, whispered a few words, and then pushed and shoved the little friend to leave quickly.

If it was in the past, Yi Leyuan would feel embarrassed because he would lose face in public.But now under special circumstances, I don't care about such illusory things as face.

As long as Yi Leyuan sat on the steps, he pondered for as long as he did.

His mind is now full of the behavior of Bai Jiao who completely collapsed the human design just now. Would the cold and bad-tempered person trot all the way to others with bright eyes, and then show a cute and...smile to the other party!

Perhaps it was because he hadn't woken up in the morning, Yi Leyuan sighed deeply.

When Xie Yuefei walked down the stairs, he saw a sand sculpture sitting on the steps, making a mysterious movement like Conan's case solving, and nodding his head from time to time.

Out of sympathy for sand sculptors, old lady Xie Yuefei showed a "friendly" smile, and patted a sand sculptor on the shoulder, "Student, here are steps, not chairs."

Yi Leyuan was suddenly patted on the shoulder from behind, and immediately jumped up, making an "X" motion with his hands in front of him with his eyes wide open.

Xie Yuefei froze in place, watching the other party's inexplicable movements, slowly withdrew his movements, and said, "This classmate..."

Just after the first four words, the "sand sculpture" in front of him suddenly changed his expression, squinted his eyes and looked at himself from top to bottom very seriously.

"Are you—" that tail that can't be shaken off next to Bai Jiu?

Yi Leyuan's exaggerated expression unexpectedly satisfied Xie Yuefei's character of the second-year sand sculpture, and he raised his head inscrutablely: "That's right."

Yi Leyuan's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he saw a gourmet foodie, he couldn't control himself and went forward to gossip about what happened just now.

Xie Yuefei: ...

What the hell?

Bai Jiao was taken to dinner by Jiang Yu. There was a student street nearby, and a row of ordinary small restaurants used to be, but these places were incompatible with these two people.

From the moment they entered the restaurant, all the boys stared at their shoes.

"Is there anything you don't like?"

Jiang Yu glanced at the menu on the wall, and Bai Jiu pursed his lips with a hesitant expression.

Jiang Yu, who didn't get an answer for a long time, turned to look at Bai Jiao, noticed the other's expression, smiled lightly, and said, "No trouble."

Bai Jiao blinked his eyes, and said slowly: "Then I..."

Jiang Yu sat in his seat and fell into deep thought, while Bai Jiao in front of him looked innocent.

This is the first time Jiang Yu has seen such a picky... boy in his 18 years of life.

Bai Jiu was a little uneasy, he asked in a low voice: "Is it too much trouble for you..."

Jiang Yu raised his head and smiled at the boy in front of him: "No trouble, as long as it suits your taste."

Jiang Yu originally came here with the mentality of secretly remembering his partner's preferences, but the results were always unexpected.

No matter how good his memory is, he won't be able to remember so much in a while.

Since he was the one who invited Bai Jiao to dinner, he definitely couldn't just sit there dryly. Jiang Yu frantically searched for all possible topics to talk about in his mind.

Jiang Yu, who had never had any difficulty with topics, now encountered a wall with Bai Jiao.

In Jiang Yu's view, Bai Jiao is a well-behaved boy who is not good at talking, but is very cute in his heart. He gives him a feeling that the other party is very innocent for no reason.

Jiang Yu seemed to have thought about it for a long time, but in fact it only took a few seconds. He started talking about some recent things in the school. For some reason, it gradually involved the entrance exam next week.

"The entrance exam..." Bai Jiao began to worry.

Jiang Yu mentioned this because he must be aware of his achievements, but there was a reason for it in the first place.

At least in terms of his best English, the main reason is that he didn't count the time well during the last exam. After finishing his work, it was only 15 minutes before the end of the exam.

Even though Baijiao's English is good, he has gone abroad to play for a while, but what can he do in 15 minutes?

Bai Jiao didn't intend to say it out, he hesitated and made up a random reason: "I overslept..."

An attitude of bowing his head and admitting his mistake.

Jiang Yu looked at the fluffy head in front of him, and felt as if he was being flapped by feathers.

It is said that people with soft hair, no matter what they look like on the outside, are also very soft on the inside.

Bai Jiao is not only soft on the inside, but also so cute on the outside.

When Bai Correction lowered his head to admit his mistake, out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure outside the hotel, exuding the aura of a sand sculpture.

Xie Yuefei.

And not long ago, Yi...Yi, who was talking about being his little brother.

Bai Jiu couldn't see Jiang Yu from this angle, and glanced at the movements of the two outside the window with a cold expression, and then changed into the obedient one just now when Jiang Yu called him.

Xie Yuefei kept frowning as he watched outside, thinking if he just rushed over to arrest the transfer student and beat him up, or was he more likely to be hanged up and beaten by Bai Jiao before he entered the door.

The result is obvious, the possibility of the latter is far greater than the former.

Bai Jiao's beating was so fierce that Xie Yuefei, a rough guy, felt terrified when he saw it.

"Brother Xie, what should we do now." Yi Leyuan's expression was exactly the same as that of Xie Yuefei beside him.

Xie Yuefei nodded his head slowly, and chose a plan to delay the attack: "At present, there is too little information on the enemy, we need to collect more extensively."

Yi Leyuan nodded slowly, echoing his words: "Brother Xie is right, but Brother Xie..."

"What's the matter?"

"are you hungry?"

"..."

"hungry."

"Then... eat first and then collect information?"

Xie Yuefei looked at Yi Leyuan approvingly, "Comrade Xiao Yi's proposal is good, let's go! Eat!"

After lunch, Bai Jiao and Jiang Yu parted ways. Jiang Yu lived in a dormitory, while Bai Jiao had a house in the next door community. Although he felt refreshed after sleeping in the morning, after this meal, It's a little boring again.

Jiang Yu also noticed this subtle change in Bai Jiao, and told him to take a good rest at noon, and if he still felt unwell, he would ask the class teacher for leave.

Bai Jiu replied obediently: "Understood."

The school classroom dormitory building is next to the student dormitory building. On the way back to the dormitory, Jiang Yu happened to meet Ling Xiang who came to look for him.

"Teacher Ling."

Jiang Yu smiled.

Ling Xiang looked up and saw that the person oncoming happened to be Jiang Yu, and said quickly: "Wait now, I have something to see you."

Jiang Yu nodded, and followed Ling Xiang to the student management office downstairs in the dormitory building.

Ling Xiang took two glasses of water, and handed one of them to Jiang Yu, "Sit down and talk."

Jiang Yu sat upright, and Ling Xiang took a sip of water before he said, "The teacher wants to ask you, how do you feel at school recently? Are you used to it?"

"Very good, much easier than No. [-] Middle School." What Jiang Yu said was completely true. No. [-] Middle School's teaching system is notoriously strict, but at the same time, for students with good enough grades, this strictness will Down a few notches.

Ling Xiang nodded and spoke again, which directly opened the topic of today's conversation: white correction.

"White correction?" Jiang Yu frowned slightly, and Ling Xiang continued in response: "I have seen his attitude change a lot recently, and the other party's guardian, Ye, had communicated with me on the phone several times a few days ago. Please help me if you can..."

As Bai Jiao's deskmate, Jiang Yue could tell that Bai Jiao didn't seem too interested in studying.

Ling Xiang chatted with Bai Jiu's uncle many times before he learned that Bai Jiu planned to leave as an art student at first.The other party cared about Bai Jiao very much, but for some reason, he couldn't force Bai Jiao to do anything. During the conversation with Ling Xiang, Gu Linran learned that Bai Jiao had a good time with his tablemate recently, so he thought of a way.

"Well, as a tablemate, it should be so."

Jiang Yu answered with a smile, Ling Xiang looked at the young man in front of him and agreed, and the stone hanging in his heart dropped a little.

There is a reason why she still has expectations for Bai Jiu.She once listened to Bai Jiu's oral English test by accident. Although the answer was wrong, which can be said to be intentional, Ling Xiang was surprised for a long time by his pure and fluent English.

In other words, Bai Jiu could clearly win the first place in English, but the other party just didn't want to do it.

Bai Jiao returned to that house, stood at the entrance in silence for a moment, then took steps towards the door that had not been opened for a long time.

The curtains in the room were drawn all the time, and the light was very dim, but the things placed inside could be seen clearly.

Blank drawing boards and clips placed vertically or horizontally, on a table with a lot of plaster, several boxes of paints and palettes that have been completely solidified.

The easel in the middle is moldy because it hasn't been used for a long time.

Bai Jiu glanced at the room with a flat expression, and then went out to make a phone call. He didn't know when these things were moved in and how long they had been here.

But Bai Jiao still didn't hesitate to ask someone to remove the things inside and empty it out. The workers came very quickly and moved very quickly. Within half an hour, there was only one huge table left in the room.

When Bai Zheng was about to close the door, he could vaguely hear the thoughts of the movers who were waiting for the elevator.

"Oh, this box of paint is amazing!"

"What's wrong? It's just a box of paint."

"You don't understand. My daughter is learning to paint. She told me about this thing. Have you seen this brand? It's just such a color, starting at three digits, such a big box, tens of thousands, and it hasn't been sold yet. Throw it away when you're done..."

Bai Jiao frowned, and waited quietly for those people to enter the elevator. After the sound was cut off, he closed the door as slowly as in slow motion.

It's not that he doesn't want to continue to pick up the paintbrush, but that he has completely lost the fun he had back then.

The woman who used to praise herself with a gentle voice after she finished painting, and held her hand to teach her skills has disappeared in a car accident a few years ago. Together with her, there is another one who always says that art is useless , but he is still a man who does his best to hold every exhibition for women.

Bai Jiu tucked himself into the soft quilt, closed his eyes, and forced himself to sleep, maybe in this way, he would not be immersed in the memory all the time.

[The author has something to say]: Xiaobai is stubborn, he just wants to be praised by the people he recognizes, otherwise he won't draw!