My rivals later said they liked me

The next two classes were Chinese lessons. When the Chinese teacher stepped through the door, Duan Yan recognized that this was the Chinese teacher in his original class.

The Chinese teacher only looked like a sharp middle-aged woman on the outside, but Duan Yan knew that this teacher couldn't be more soft-hearted, not fierce at all, just likes to punish copying.

Duan Yan often sleeps in class and sometimes makes trouble, but he is good in Chinese and often raises his hand to answer questions, so the teacher turns a blind eye to him. At first he punished him for copying, but later he didn’t bother up.

The first class was self-introduction as usual. In the second class, because all the teachers received a text message from the grade director, all the teachers had to go to the meeting, so they asked the disciplinary committee to sit on the podium, and assigned review tasks for everyone, and said that the disciplinary committee Those who memorize the name will be punished for copying the text.

Lu Chaosheng sat on the podium, he raised his eyes and glanced at the noisy place in the class, then lowered his eyes slightly, the pen in his hand kept moving, his skin was as fair as suet jade, like a snow sculpture, Delicate and inaccessible, like a fairy drawing a pen.

He glanced at those noisy classmates, and immediately became as quiet as chickens.

Although, although I don't know what the school grass is writing, but I am always inexplicably flustered, how can I break it?

After all, everyone is a new acquaintance, so you can't remember people's names so quickly, right?

As a result, the class became even quieter, except for the sound of books being turned or tables and chairs being moved.

Duan Yan thought, maybe this is the sound of fear?

Brother Lu is mighty, Brother Lu is awesome!

Only the students sitting in the front row know that the school grass is not remembering the name, it is clearly doing the simulation paper, okay?

This is the difference between a great god and a rookie.

So Lu Chaosheng got a few more star-eyed fangirls.

The silence was only temporary, after all, the class was only for a few minutes, and soon many people could not sit still, and Duan Yan was one of them.

He couldn't fall asleep and couldn't sleep, and it was basically clear after he scanned the review a few times. He was not the kind of good student who was actively studying, and his personality was extraordinarily jumpy.

Duan Yan was bored, and with some low mosquito-like humming sounds in the class, he became a little drowsy, and his head slowly lowered.

Zhu Lian lowered the sound of turning the pages of the book, and the corner of his eye slightly flicked across the young man's smooth forehead, and then he focused on the textbook again. He only thought in his heart, this deskmate seems to be the same as Others are different.

Is it because he doesn't use that contemptuous look towards him like other people do because he doesn't know about him?If he knew, he would definitely hate him too, the look in Zhu Lian's eyes dimmed slightly, with some self-loathing in his eyes.

The paper was slowly crumpled by a white hand with blue veins, but after a while, the owner of the hand slowly and gently spread the paper, the expression on the face changed from harmless to calm, and the corners of the red mouth With some unknown meaning, it slowly raised a light arc.

The dark eyes looked at the sleeping boy with a little contempt, and then slowly moved his eyes to the podium, with a little presumptuous obsession and intoxication in his eyes, and his emotions were mixed together like a storm.

The young man looked too hard, as if that figure on the podium was all he had. He didn't blink his eyes for a long time, and the red blood in the whites of his eyes was forced out. Changed to a mediocre person.

The voice in the classroom became more and more noisy, Lu Chaosheng frowned slightly, stopped the pen in his hand, and glanced at the class.

At a glance, he saw Duan Yan who was sleeping soundly. He even lightly rubbed his pillowed arm, turned around, and changed his face.

This direction was just enough for Lu Chaosheng to see him clearly.

So Lu Chaosheng saw someone smacking their lips, looking like they were not too happy sleeping.

Stupid is just one word.

Lu Chaosheng couldn't help curling his lips slightly, and then he felt piercing gazes. He frowned slightly, and saw Duan Yan's deskmate, Zhu Lian, at a glance.

He knew this man and was impressed.

After all, this was the only person who wrote him a love letter in blood and gave him a chain of blades.

Moreover, this person seems to have two faces, either mentally ill or good at disguising.

At this time, Zhu Lian looked at him with a very aggressive gaze, his eyes were dark, as if he wanted to swallow him into his stomach, when he saw Lu Chaosheng looking at him, he parted his red lips excitedly, smiling The bigger and bigger the stroke on the face, the arc of the corner of the mouth finally curved into an incredible look.

The whole face seemed to be squeezed together, which made people feel sick and sick.

Lu Chaosheng rolled his eyes coldly, but when the other party saw Lu Chaosheng's unhappy expression, he showed a crazier expression instead. His lower lip was bitten, and blood dripped down his delicate chin. He opened his lips silently and said: I love you. you.

Lu Chaosheng looked away, and the coldness on his face became even colder.

The noisy voices in the class made him more upset, Lu Chaosheng said coldly: "Be quiet, or do you prefer to copy books?"

The voice was neither loud nor low, but it seemed to be filled with frost, freezing to death.

Duan Yan woke up as soon as he was excited. He was not asleep at first. When he woke up, he was still a little dazed. His sharp teeth accidentally knocked his lower lip. Duan Yan suddenly took a painful breath, black and moist. His eyes were a bit misty and watery.

He straightened up, covered his lower lip, and saw the blood on Zhu Lian's writing at a glance, and the way he couldn't see the emotions in his eyes with his eyes downcast. There was still blood on his chin. This scene shocked Duan Yan.

Duan Yan whispered: "Zhu Lian, what's wrong with you?"

Zhu Lian's side face was facing him, the bangs on his forehead cast a shadow, his expression was unclear, and he looked a little strange.

Duan Yan couldn't tell why it was strange, but he just thought it was strange, something seemed wrong, and there was a feeling of fury in his heart.

He wanted to ask another question, but Zhu Lian suddenly raised his hand and wiped the blood on the page in a panic. The strange feeling just now dissipated, and Duan Yan didn't care too much, but he really cared about this sister-in-law No. Very curious.

Zhu Lian patronized to wipe the blood on the table, his expression was agitated and unbearable, he even flinched a little, his teeth unconsciously bit his lower lip, the wound opened again, and the blood kept bleeding, but Zhu Lian seemed to be in the slightest. Did not feel pain in general.

Everyone around noticed it, talking about something in a low voice, Zhu Lian could even feel the needle-like eyes around him, the sting made him afraid, he wished he could die at this moment.

He knew he was sick, but unexpectedly, his condition seemed to be getting worse.

At this time, a white hand that seemed to be glowing with soft light handed over a clean white napkin, with a little bit of the unique sweet smell of teenagers, as clean as the smell of vines in the forest.

Zhu Lian didn't dare to pick it up, he continued to lower his head and bit his lower lip nervously, and continued to wipe the pages of the book vigorously, because a large part of the pages were even scratched due to too much force.

The torn part was stained with blood, and gradually became dull and... very dirty.

Like garbage in a stinky ditch, Zhu Lian thought.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Duan Yan heard the voices talking about Zhu Lian getting louder. Seeing Zhu Lian's shrinking appearance, he raised his voice slightly and said, "Ah, the disciplinary committee is about to lose its temper."

Lu Chaosheng's face was cold, as if he was about to get angry.

He glanced at Duan Yan, his eyes softened, but when he touched Zhu Lian, he couldn't help frowning. It would look more like he was going to get angry.

The voices in the class gradually stopped. Lu Chaosheng read the names of a few people, and the class became even quieter.

Also because of the silence, Duan Yan could hear Zhu Lian wiping the pages of the book even more, which was even a little harsh.

He gently pulled out a few tissues and put them in Zhu Lian's hand, and said in a low voice, "Stop biting your lower lip, just wipe it off, and I'll accompany you to the toilet to wash it later."

Zhu Lian's body froze, and slowly stopped the movements in his hands. He froze his fingers, not daring to look at the young man beside him. He just took a tissue and wiped it gently. With the sweet breath on the boy's body, he gently wiped his embarrassed face with a tissue.

The movement of the hands became lighter and lighter, like a feather brushing across the face.

Zhu Lian felt as if his heart had been soaked in a pot of warm water. It was so warm that he just wanted to cry, but he still held back.

Don't, don't trouble others.

Otherwise he would hate him too.

It must not be possible to make the only boy who has expressed kindness towards him also tire of him.

The two boys at the back didn't understand Duan Yan, they whispered: "Duan Yan, why are you still helping him, he is really not a good guy, look at his behavior, what kind of person is it to follow others and be a mistress? Is it a good thing? This kind of person is not worthy of others to help him!"

Even the two girls in the front row showed disapproving eyes and looked at Zhu Lian with disgust, as if they were looking at some garbage.

Duan Yan really didn't understand this. He had never felt that there was school violence around him, but at this moment he knew it, and he even found it a little inconceivable.

Can just rumors make everyone bully someone and neglect someone?

Has anyone proven it to be true?Are all those so-called stone hammer posts true?

At this time, Xiao Kong suddenly whispered: "Little cannon fodder, maybe, this is his fate."

"This is Zhu Zhu's setting in this world."

"Being bullied and neglected by everyone, only waiting for the only light."

"Then, chase the only light for the rest of your life."

Duan Yan's mind went blank for a while, and he said slowly: "Why? Just by fate?"

Xiaokong: "Yes, according to fate, no one can change it. The so-called my fate is impossible. Just like you, even if you have your own consciousness, you still have to follow the rules of this world. track."

Xiao Kong's voice was even a little low and cold, and the hearts of those who listened felt cold.

Duan Yan only felt that his limbs were stiff and cold, yes, this is fate, didn't he know it too?There is no way to change it.

But, if, that is, if there is a chance, Duan Yan thought, he also wants to change this damn fate.

As an important person in the world, Zhu Lian deserves to be bullied on campus?

As the protagonist of the world, Lu Chaosheng deserved to be raped by someone?

To be a cannon fodder, one must like the protagonist?

Why?

He Duan Yan, sometimes, is not so trusting in fate.