Do not provoke

Tang Xingbei frowned and sat blankly for a while, then hurriedly stuffed his things into his schoolbag, without saying hello, picked it up, turned around and went out the door.

It wasn't until he reached the school gate that he remembered Liu Zhijin's matter.

He stopped, looked left and right, but didn't see anyone waiting for him, so he walked along the banyan tree street.

It takes half an hour for the second and second divisions to finish self-study in the evening than for the first grade, and it is just after school at this moment, most of the people are still burning lights in the class to review tomorrow's comprehensive science, and there are not many people at the school gate.

Tang Xingbei looked around twice but didn't see anyone, he was a little irritable, scratched his hair, turned around and was about to leave.

When I was about to walk to an alley at the corner of Banyan Street, I suddenly heard a burst of cursing and muffled body collisions, which were very clear in the quiet night.

"Fuck//Your mother! Can you fucking die on the spot if you send out the answer for the exam!"

The voice was somewhat familiar, and Tang Xingbei frowned.

"...I will be demerited if I get caught..." It was Liu Zhijin, trembling and crying.

"Remember you were paralyzed!"

Huang Mao blew out his cigarette butt, kicked him as if venting, and was about to curse again when his eyes suddenly stopped: "What's in your pocket! Take it out!"

Liu Zhijin trembled, gritted his teeth and did not make a sound, turned sideways to avoid his sight, and the rubbing sound of his heels curled up on the ground was rough.

"Aren't you stiff?" Huang Mao sneered suddenly, raised his leg and kicked it hard, "I'll let you hide! Take it out!"

The joints on the back of the shoulder hurt, and Liu Zhijin screamed.

His struggle didn't help, Huangmao stepped on his shoulder viciously and turned him over, easily took out the box in his pocket, opened it, flipped it contemptuously, and threw it on the ground : "What the hell, a broken watch is still a treasure..."

"boom!--"

Liu Zhijin quickly closed his eyes, but the expected pain did not strike.

A muffled heavy blow passed by, mixed with the sound of Ling Li's wind, and then Huangmao's miserable roar was heard: "...Ah!!"

"Who the hell attacked your father!!!"

"Your mouth is so dirty." Tang Xingbei shook his schoolbag in one hand, without raising his eyes, "Remember to go to the toilet to wash well some other day."

As he spoke, he glanced at Liu Zhijin lying on the ground with a pale face, and then looked away.

Huang Mao staggered, clutching his sore nose covered by a schoolbag, staring at him with bloodshot eyes, wanting to fight back but not daring to fight back, his face full of shame: "You...you meddle in your own business!"

Tang Xingbei sighed: "Sorry, I'm not in a good mood today."

He put the schoolbag in the corner, and said slowly: "So I can only throw fire on you, I'm sorry."

During the fight last month, Huang Mao knew that he was not his opponent.

But what he never expected was that the dog had taken some wrong medicine today, with a face full of indifference, and his hands were extremely cruel.

Within 2 minutes, he was thrown to the ground.

Goubi held his head with one hand, and his voice was as cold as ice: "Go by yourself or..."

Tang Xingbei was talking, suddenly paused, shut his mouth, and looked towards the entrance of the alley with a feeling.

Fang Linzheng stood there leaning against the wall with his hands in his pockets, and watched for an unknown amount of time, his face reflected in the dim streetlight was expressionless.

Sensing the sudden loosening of the force holding his mandible, Huang Mao felt a sense of intuition, and his left hand, which was locked by the wall, slipped silently into his pocket, just as he was about to take out the iron chain he bought earlier to fasten his trousers. Come out, and then there is a heart-piercing pain in the wrist bone: "Ah!!——"

The wind in front of his face seemed to disappear in a flash. Before Tang Xingbei could react, he seemed to hear the dislocation of joints in his ears, and raised his head in astonishment.

With a cold face, Fang Lin clasped the yellow-haired wrist with one hand, and neatly lifted the man from Tang Xingbei's body, and stared at him indifferently: "Get lost."

His finger bones are slender, and the blue tendons protrude faintly when he exerts force, which is clear and cold.

With a pale face, Huang Mao folded his hands and stared at him suspiciously. Just by looking at his strength, he knew that he couldn't beat Fang Lin, so he gave Liu Zhijin who was lying on the ground a hard look, gritted his teeth, picked up his schoolbag and ran away.

Tang Xingbei ignored Huang Mao, just stared blankly at Fang Lin's side face for a while, and then looked away blankly for a while.

He stood a little distracted for a long time, directly ignoring Liu Zhijin who was lying on the ground with bruises all over his body, went to the wall, picked up his schoolbag, patted it, turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait!" Liu Zhijin suddenly stopped him.

Tang Xingbei frowned, turned his head and looked at him.

Looking at these beautiful eyes, Liu Zhijin's heart beat faster, he gritted his teeth, picked up the watch that Huang Mao threw on the ground and clenched it tightly: "I..."

"Go or not?" Fang Lin suddenly turned his face away, his tone cold.

Tang Xingbei was stunned, oh, followed two steps, then looked back at Liu Zhijin, and hurriedly said: "Give me what you want tomorrow."

Liu Zhijin trembled and lowered his head: "...Thank you."

While they were talking, Fang Lin walked out of the alley with a cold face without waiting.

Tang Xingbei turned around and didn't see anyone, so he paused for a while, before Liu Zhijin could say anything else, he hurriedly followed with his schoolbag in his hand.

After the sound of footsteps at the entrance of the alley disappeared, Liu Zhijin looked down at the watch clutched between his fingers.

The dial has been broken with a crack, and mud has been scraped into the cracked glass, making it dirty.

He tightened his grip, crawled to the other side to pick up the cracked box, put the watch in it carefully, rubbed it quietly for a while, then bent his knees and buried his head.

Despite such an ice-breaking episode, Fang Lin still didn't say a word on the way back.

Tang Xingbei looked behind him for a few times, but he didn't know what kind of wind he was smoking. He was a little inexplicable and a little irritable. He wanted to ask a question but didn't know how to say it. Finally, he gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice.

Fang Lin paused slightly when he entered the room, changed his shoes, went upstairs, turned around and went back to their rooms.

Tang Xingbei quickly pricked up his ears, but lowered his head, maintaining the posture of slowly opening the door.

"Go to bed early," he said.

Tang Xing paused with his hands, without raising his eyes, he let out an indifferent oh, and slammed the door shut.

This cold war went straight to the end of the final exam.At the same time, the second year of high school finally came to an end.

On the evening of the evening self-study after the exam, the teacher continued to correct the test papers while the foreign students continued their self-study in class.

It is said to be self-study, but in fact it is just preparing for the end-of-semester holiday and packing up. The classes on the whole floor are having a carnival.

Representatives of various subjects and classes in the office went back and forth, bringing back piles of test papers that were all over the sky, and counted the copies after they were sent out:

"Ten special topics on Chinese and classical Chinese, ten special topics on reading, and fifteen special topics on silent writing of poetry! Do you count any of them?"

"26 copies of English! From A to Z, take it from me!"

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The classroom was noisy, and Tang Xingbei collected the test papers in boredom.

"I'm going to book a KTV box for my birthday next month! Xiaoyan just has a holiday and let him come too!" He Miao was talking to him excitedly in front of him, "And you really don't want to go for that mountain climbing! They said they want to live in the wild How awesome is the tent..."

While listening to his rambling, Tang Xingbei glanced in Fanglin's direction seemingly unintentionally.

But he was facing this side with one hand, propping his temples to read a book with his head down, his finger bones were clear and his nose was straight, his expression was invisible.

A good student who pretended to be a fart without turning a page in 10 minutes.

Tang Xingbei said with contempt in his heart.