It is said that I was once a big man [Quick Transmigration]

Said to take care of them, Jiang Ting only went to the hospital to visit a few times, used his own living expenses to pay these people's medical expenses, bought a few bouquets of flowers and fruit nutrition and other gifts, and after a severe bleeding, he went back to the hospital again. I have never set foot in this hospital.

He went less and less frequently, and the reason was very high-sounding and beyond reproach.

That is, the time for the monthly exam is approaching. As the pride in the eyes of the teacher, the top student in the eyes of his classmates, and the adopted son of the Jiang family, he needs time to review.

The teaching in Nancheng No. [-] Middle School is extremely strict. Every time the results of the monthly exam are released, there will be a ranking for the whole grade, and even a red and white list. The top [-] in the grade belong to the red list, while the bottom [-] are on the white list. Attention, the latter is a public execution in disguise.

In order to keep his ranking in the red list and continue to enjoy the admiration and admiration of others, Jiang Ting really had to do his best to prepare for the exam.He wants to keep his reputation as a top student. He wants others to sigh when Jiang Yanhuai is mentioned, but to give him a thumbs up when he is mentioned. He wants Fu Meixia to continue accusing Jiang Yanhuai, saying "why don't you learn from your brother?" .Now that Yun Sang is back, so what if Yun Sang is the real young master of the Jiang family, he wants to trample Yun Sang under his feet.

He cares a lot about exams, everyone knows that.

But his heart fell into the eyes of the suitor who stood up for him and had his leg broken, so he felt uncomfortable, and looked extremely cold.

Especially Qiangyu and the others stood out for Jiang Ting, and now they are hospitalized with plaster casts. They are destined to be unable to take the exam. Hooked to the seat in the class.

Poor grades basically have nothing to do with the right to choose seats. Who wants to get along with the smelly trash can in the hygiene corner.Who is willing to sit in the supreme VIP seat next to the podium, to be supervised by the teacher's spittle and stare, and not even dare to doze off and touch fish?The cold autumn is approaching, who would like to sit by the back door and be accompanied by the chilly wind all day long?

Thinking of what will happen after the monthly exam, Qiang Yu and the others are destined to continue to suffer physically and mentally.

Song Yang and his younger brothers received relatively minor beatings. There were no fractures but some flesh injuries, so they were discharged from the hospital after a week of recuperation.After suffering this loss, they planned to avoid Yun Sang and behave with their tails between their legs.

But they were both in the same class, and they couldn't see each other when they looked up. How could they avoid it? In a crowded get out of class break, the two parties bumped into each other.

One of the younger brothers' shoes was stepped on by someone just now. He was about to lose his temper. After all, nature is hard to change. This small group of them has always been used to domineering in the campus, but when he looked up, he saw Yun Sang expressionless. look at him.

He trembled all over, as if he had encountered a natural enemy, and almost collapsed to the ground.Not to mention goosebumps all over his body, seeing this person, the wounds that had healed all over his body seemed to ache again.

Song Yang endured the soreness in his body, staggered a few steps over, and greeted with a smile: "Yun Sang, how are you, Brother Sang."

This title made Yun Sanggao take a look at him, but he didn't expect that this person is actually a person who can bend and stretch.Thinking of this, he stretched out a hand, and under Song Yang's wide-eyed gaze, it landed on the top of the opponent's head.

Song Yang and his younger brother thought they were going to be beaten, but Yun Sang just patted their heads, then patted their shoulders and said, "Be good, let me see you make trouble again, once I see you..."

The unfinished words disappeared between the lips and teeth, and they understood everything, and naturally understood it, and the younger brothers all shrank their necks subconsciously.

Song Yang felt that Yun Sang's gentle movements of patting his head again and again were especially like a melon seller at the school gate patting the melons on his hand to see if they were ripe, or like a gangster in the street teaching his subordinates. He is also social.

Who the hell told him that this is a rural kid from the plateau province, even if there is Jiang's family behind him, he shouldn't be afraid to clean up casually.If he was told that it was some little bastard who spread the false rumors, he would definitely find the other party to settle the score.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Yun Sang made him blush, his ears were swollen, and Song Yang didn't dare to say "no". Listening to the other party's slow tone, Song Yang seemed to have realized something.

The gap in strength is too great, unless he transfers to another school and leaves, he has no choice but to succumb.

The next morning, he didn't even eat breakfast himself, so he came to Yun Sang's desk with a big bag of meals, and said hesitantly, "Boss, boss, please have dinner..."

He bought this bag at the breakfast shop near the school gate, because he didn't know Yun Sang's preferences, so he had no choice but to have steamed buns, flower rolls, omelets, ham sandwiches, boiled butter and toast. I bought a millet porridge and nutritious noodles, which I hold in my younger brother's hand and can be served at any time.

It's not morning reading class yet, and everyone in the class is busy, but when Song Yang walked to Yun Sang's desk and said this sentence, the class was strangely quiet for a few seconds.

Except for the hustle and bustle outside the corridor, the whole world seemed to be quiet.

The top students' jaws almost fell to the ground, and their movements of turning the pages of the book subconsciously paused.Those who had breakfast outside the window chewed slowly because they were too surprised.Including Jiang Ting, after hearing that address, his body trembled slightly, shock was written all over his face, and his mind was full of thoughts about what was going on?

Why did Song Yang call Yun Sang that way?

Under the attention of everyone, Yun Sang must not have the consciousness of being the object of surprise. He patted Song Yang on the head and said calmly, "Very well, you have a heart. Bring the noodles here, and you can divide the rest among yourself. "

Before Yun Sang went out, he had already had breakfast at Jiang's house, but in order to show that he took over the surrender, he decided to have another one.

Seeing that Yun Sang removed the disposable chopsticks and started eating noodles with chopped green onion and spicy oil, Song Yang heaved a sigh of relief.He guessed right, Yun Sang came from the plateau province, where the climate is humid and the taste loves spicy food, and Yun Sang didn't order any other breakfast, except that he didn't want to waste it, and probably didn't mean to embarrass them too much, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

He picked up his breakfast and walked out of the classroom, sharing it with his younger brothers.

The younger brothers devoured it hungrily, while Song Yang picked up another bowl of noodles. He bought two servings in total.At this time, Jiang Ting came after him and stopped him: "Song Yang, what's the matter with you? Yun Sang is my brother after all. Are you planning some kind of conspiracy to deal with him by acting like this in front of all your classmates?"

Jiang Ting sounded like he was defending Yun Sang, but what he said was all irony.

He saw Song Yang nodding and bowing to Yun Sang, buying breakfast for him, and calling Sang brother respectfully. Song Yang, who was too condescending, took the initiative to buy something for someone.

This particularity set off alarm bells in his heart.

Before Song Yang replied, the younger brothers rushed to talk: "We have no conspiracy! We got up early in the morning and lined up to buy breakfast for Brother Sang. The weather is too cold, and we were afraid that it would be cold early, so we almost bought insulation box."

"Yes, we are very sincere to Brother Sang, don't talk nonsense." If the evil spirit finds out and thinks that they really have some purpose, then they will be beaten again, the younger brothers look terrified.

Jiang Ting, however, the more he listened, the less he liked it, and he pretended to snort coldly: "Heh, who would believe that you guys have good intentions?"

"Otherwise, I can't afford to offend him." Song Yang didn't speak at first, but now he finally spoke after chewing half a fried dough stick. Yun Sang could crush him to death with one finger. What a terrifying strength, he Where can I afford to provoke.

"What do you mean you can't be offended? Yun Sang just misunderstood you a little earlier and acted a little rough. Now it is a society ruled by law, and it is not good to use violence to control violence." A misunderstanding was dismissed lightly, and then he persuaded Song Yang to give up in a gentle tone: "Yun Sang is a person who likes to keep a low profile. Your courtship is so high-profile, he may not forgive you."

"Anyway, it has nothing to do with you, you don't care about my business." When he is Qiang Yu's idiot, can't he hear the words of sowing discord?Song Yang's thin lips twitched, with no expression of joy or anger on his face, he crumpled the finished breakfast bag into a ball, threw it into the trash can, and went into the classroom.

Qiang Yu is still lying in the hospital.

He didn't want to mess with Jiang Ting and his admirers' mess anymore, left and right had nothing to do with him, since Yun Sang had already fallen into Yun Sang's hands, and those who knew the current affairs were heroes, his idea was very simple now, he just wanted to suffer less physical pain.

Seeing Song Yang's figure who didn't turn his head back, looking like he wanted to get rid of him, Jiang Ting smiled wryly: Can fists be hard enough to do whatever they want?Let the students fear and let the friends stay away from him.

He returned to the classroom sullenly, and mechanically took out the book from the drawer to look through it. Throughout the morning reading class, he couldn't read the words that he usually handled with ease.

He couldn't describe his mood. Song Yang had a prominent position on campus before. He was teasing, flirtatious, and willful. Several times, Jiang Ting felt that this person hadn't swam into his fish pond. Listening to him give orders was a little bit pity.

For such an unrestrained and unrestrained person, he never said such humble words as "can't afford to offend". Obviously, under the threat of Yun Sang's methods, he had a psychological shadow.It was all his fault, he felt sad for the situation where Song Yang succumbed to fists, and he was overwhelmed by infinite remorse and self-blame.

Song Yang and his little brothers couldn't understand his delicate and worrying thoughts at all, they just breathed a sigh of relief that Yun Sang would stop beating them.

They didn't want to go to the hospital again, and they didn't want to be worried every time they wandered in the corridors. It's okay for them to honor Yun Sang as the boss and pay homage to a mountain, at least their lives are saved.

But Jiang Ting still felt sad for Song Yang, always watching Song Yang's back in class, racking his brains to rescue him, not out of jealousy because his friend was kidnapped by Yun Sang.

He made up his mind, went to talk to Yun Sang after class, and told him that coercion is bad behavior.

Before he had time to implement it, Lao Wang, the head teacher of this class, came in with the Chinese teaching plan. He stood still on the podium and was about to teach when he suddenly smelled the air in the classroom with his nose, and his brows immediately frowned: "What a big onion!" The smell of oil noodles, who are you eating breakfast in the classroom? Stand up for me and go to the corridor for punishment."

There was an extremely quiet silence in the classroom, so quiet that you could almost hear a needle drop, everyone knew who ate it, and their eyes seemed to be there, and they flew towards the back of the classroom secretly.

Yun Sang was stunned for a moment, he just transferred here and didn't know that he couldn't have breakfast in the classroom.

Seeing the head teacher's gaze following him, he was about to admit that Song Yang stepped forward and said loudly, "Report to the teacher, I ate it!"

"I guess it's you, there are oil stars on the school uniform! Also, you yell so loudly after eating, you think you are right? Get the hell out of me and stand in the corridor for punishment!" Lao Wang, the head teacher, patted the table and followed suit Raised the decibel and roared.

"Yes!" Song Yang went out like this, without any eye contact with Yun Sang.

After the one in the morning and the one now, the expressions on the faces of the whole class were numb with shock. They only felt that Song Yang was too fucking a dog and Yun Sang, a transfer student, was too majestic. To tidy up a group of school bullies into obedience.

Just now, Jiang Ting was worried about Song Yang, thinking that Song Yang's surrender to Yun Sang violated his will and his heart, but Song Yang told him the truth in the next second, and he was very willing. Jiang Ting's face was hot and embarrassing.

Seeing the other party's appearance with his own eyes, the image of the wanton Song Yang in Jiang Ting's mind completely collapsed. Jiang Ting's delicate face was slightly distorted, and his expression was extremely ugly. He even felt a trace of betrayal.

This made him very uncomfortable, but the pace of the monthly exam was approaching, in order to keep the top of the grades who were fighting fiercely, no matter how many thoughts he had in his mind, he could only stop for the time being.

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