[Quick Transmigration] On the Classification of Trash Boyfriends

"Hey, why haven't I seen you for a few days?"

"Look at this face, was he beaten? Hahahaha."

In the alley near the South School, an arm was put on Huo Zhi's shoulder, and two laughing boys stopped him, with cigarettes in their mouths, looking like they were going to pull more and more.

Huo Zhi took a look at them, they were people the original owner knew, but...not good people.

"What's up?"

"Yo, of course something has happened." The tall boy patted Huo Zhi's face and grabbed his schoolbag, "Where's the cigarettes I asked you to buy last time? Did you bring them?"

Huo Zhi quietly leaned against the wall and allowed their rude actions until a distraught voice sounded, "Damn, are you kidding us?"

They threw all the things in the schoolbag on the ground, a few books and pens, nothing they wanted.

Yuanzheng was so easy to bully in the past, many people from other schools specifically targeted such cowardly little fish and ordered them to do this and that. Yuanzheng was reluctant at first, and suffered several punches because of it. , Later, I learned to be good, and never resisted again.

Huo Zhi stopped recalling, he looked at the boy in front of him, and said, "Let's discuss it, don't look for me again."

The two boys were stunned for a moment, then laughed as if they had heard some joke, "Don't come looking for you? Huo Zhi, are you out of your mind? Why didn't you look for you? We are friends Isn't it? Huh?"

As he spoke, he was about to reach out his hand again, but Huo Zhi simply slapped it away, "I'm serious."

Facing the strange eyes of those people, he picked up the books on the ground one by one, put them away, and then walked outside.

"Hey, did I tell you to go!"

As he said that, the tall boy pulled Huo Zhi's arm and raised his fist. Huo Zhi smiled coldly as he had expected, and took out a small knife from his trouser pocket, pointing the tip at himself.

"You..." Those people were stunned.

"Hit, you keep beating. I will cut myself a few times and tell the police that you deliberately hurt me. There is no monitoring here. You are already 16 years old. You will all be held criminally responsible. Do you still want to beat me?"

"Damn!" That boy pushed Huo Zhi against the wall angrily, "Are you f/m crazy?"

Huo Zhi said calmly, "If you don't beat me, I will leave."

"You fucking..."

"Classmates, what are you doing?" A clear voice interrupted everyone's movements.

Huo Zhi looked at the source of the voice. The young man was tall and straight, wearing a tight black suit, with many badges pinned to his chest, which seemed to represent the honors he had received.Each strand of neat and tidy hair is meticulously combed behind the head, a pair of thin gold-rimmed glasses are placed on the high bridge of the nose, there is a slight smile in the deep eyebrows, and even the corners of the mouth are raised just right , but Huo Zhi could see that the smile didn't seep into his heart.

"you......"

Just as the tall man wanted him to stay out of his business, his companion quickly grabbed his arm and said nervously, "Yes, President, we're not doing anything, we're just kidding around."

"Are you kidding me?"

The young man shifted his eyes to the knife that Huo Zhi hid behind him, and smiled, "Since it's a joke, it must look like a joke. You are not students of the South School, why don't you go back?"

"Go back, go back, we'll go back right away!"

As soon as the words finished, the two boys ran away and disappeared, and Huo Zhi could vaguely hear the accomplice explaining something, such as 'don't come again', 'don't mess with' and so on.

"Student, are you okay?"

When Huo Zhi was in a trance, a hand as white as jade reached out to his eyes.

Huo Zhi didn't hold it, but just patted the dust on the schoolbag and said "thank you".

If it wasn't for this person, he wouldn't be able to dodge that punch.

Sheng Huai paused, then withdrew his hand, "Class is about to start, I'll take you back."

"Okay." Huo Zhi looked at him, "Are you from the South School too?"

"My name is Sheng Huai, and I am in the third year of senior high school at South School." Sheng Huai replied, "And you, are you a freshman in senior high school?"

"Second year in high school."

He smiled, "That's a sophomore in high school, it looks so small."

"You look," the other's adjective made Huo Zhi frowned slightly, "you don't look like a high school student."

Sheng Huai couldn't help laughing, "Is it because I'm old?"

No, it's not only because of this, but because Huo Zhi can feel a little of the city that only adults have from this kid who is still in the third year of high school.

But he nodded, as acquiescence.

On the way into the teaching building, many people greeted Sheng Huai, or said "Hi, President", and then took a strange look at Huo Zhi beside him, recalling when the president was beside him. Such a person appeared.

Huo Zhi walked behind with his schoolbag in his arms and asked, "Are you from the student union?"

"Yes, what class are you in?" Sheng Huai responded briefly, not fast enough for Huo Zhi to ask anything.

"Class three."

Sheng Huai patted Huo Zhi's shoulder lightly, leaned down slightly and leaned into his ear, "Okay, here we are. Next time, don't bring such dangerous things to school again. If you need help, you can come to the student union at any time." Look for me, remember? Primary school brother."

There was a smile in his voice, it should be said that every word he said sounded like a gentle spring breeze, Huo Zhi's earlobes were slightly itchy, and he nodded.

"go in."

"Thank you, senior."

Sheng Huai said with a smile, "This is what the student union should do."

"Hey, brother Jiang, have you seen it? Why did the students from the student union come to our sophomore year?"

Jiang Hanyang listened to the song, closed his eyes and meditated.

"I rely on you to look quickly." The boy at the front desk shook him, "Why did he come in with Huo Zhi?"

This time Jiang Hanyang took off the earphones, and moved his sharp eyes to the back door, just in time to see Sheng Huai whispering something in Huo Zhi's ear.

His brows furrowed deeper and deeper, Sheng Huai...how could he be here?Still so close to that disgusting gay?

The end of the term is approaching, and there are countless homework and mock exams.The original body's grades were not bad when he first entered school, but as his will became more and more depressed, his grades also declined crazily. What Huo Zhi is doing now is to restore everything that the original body lost, so that he can experience it again. During the campus time, Huo Zhi was actually very happy and satisfied.

Some people want to escape, but some people regard it as a treasure. After school, Huo Zhi came to the library with his homework in his arms, and it was time to close the library. He stretched his stiff arms, got up and took the reference book Put it back on the bookshelf, and in just a short time of going back and forth, the red ink on the table was knocked over by someone, staining his textbook red, making Huo Zhi's footsteps stop in place.

He worked on the materials all night, all blurred by ink.

"Student, what happened to your desk? Do you know how to protect public property? Clean it up for me quickly. If it's not clean, don't go back."

The librarian's sullen voice rang in Huo Zhi's ear, and at the same time, the system also said angrily, "Host, someone must have made this on purpose!"

"I know." Huo Zhi answered briefly, and then borrowed a rag.

"Then why do you have to clean it up? It's so unfair."

"It's just started now, I don't have any weapons that I can take out, how do you think I should resist?"

That is to say... the system is unhappy, "Xiaoxi is not happy anymore."

Huo Zhi finally had some smiles on his face, "You seem to be having a good time."

The system said boldly, "Of course, I will take good care of the host's children!"

Although it sounds weird, there seems to be nothing wrong with what is said.

"What are u doing?"

This voice interrupted the communication in Huo Zhi's mind, he turned around and was slightly startled when he saw the person coming, "Senior..."

Coincidentally, Sheng Huai, who hadn't seen him for a long time, was holding a stack of documents, looking at him and smiling.

"Is the student cleaning up?"

Huo Zhi glanced at the rag in his hand, then shook his head and sighed, "Someone spilled the ink, and I can't read the notes I wrote."

A moment of thought flashed across Sheng Huai's eyes, he handed the materials in his hand to his companions and asked them to send them back first, but he walked up to Huo Zhi's side, picked up the book that he could no longer read, and asked , "Is it the textbook for the first semester of the second year of high school?"

Huo Zhi nodded.

"I'll lend you my textbook tomorrow, and you can go back and read the notes on it slowly." Then, Sheng Huai gently rubbed Huo Zhi's hair, "Let's go, don't go home too late."

This help came too timely and by coincidence, Huo Zhi couldn't help but look at Sheng Huai a few more times, and said seriously, "Thank you senior."

"Why do you like to say thank you so much?" Sheng Huai raised the corner of his mouth helplessly, "It's only been a few days, why are you being bullied again?"

Huo Zhi touched his nose and said, "It's all right."

I walked to the school gate without knowing it. At this time, there were not many students in sight, and the shadows of the two were infinitely elongated by the street lights.

"If you have any difficulties, you can tell the senior." Sheng Huai rubbed Huo Zhi's hair again, and his fingertips brushed his earlobe intentionally or unintentionally, "Go back, the student union will come to me tomorrow, and I will bring the notes." .”

"Goodbye."

Huo Zhi watched Sheng Huai's back gradually drifting away in the darkness, thinking, no matter what purpose he has for a strange but kind senior, but from the current point of view, all of this seems to be really a coincidence.

He didn't think about it any more, turned around and walked in another direction, but he didn't know that a motorcycle hidden in the dark suddenly lit up, and the young man sitting on it saw everything just now. He put on the helmet, and his red hair Covered by the night, the burning flames in his eyes were strangely cold.

It turns out...that's what happened.