Frank and strict

He Lang took the phone and walked out without looking back.

Yang Juan frowned worriedly, but he didn't know what made him unhappy, so he gave up after thinking for a while.Forget it, probably as long as he appears in front of He Lang, the other party will be unhappy.

He picked up the test paper bag and walked out of the classroom. Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped out of the classroom door, his body was pulled aside and lightly bumped against the wall next to the door.

He Lang stopped him angrily and asked, "Are you a graduate student?"

Yang Juan nodded in fear.

"How old are you?" He Lang lightly gritted his back molars.

Yang Juan said truthfully, "23 years old."

He Lang felt a strife in his heart, and almost lost his breath so that he could ascend to the sky on the spot.After working for a long time, not only did I not choose the right gender, but I also found someone older than myself.He raised his hand without warning.

Thinking that he was going to beat him up, Yang Juan was so frightened that he quickly apologized: "I'm sorry I didn't mean to appear in front of you. I didn't know that you changed the campus, and I didn't know that you were included in this exam."

He Lang looked down at his face, feeling that there was no place to vent his anger, and finally threatened him in a bad tone: "Graduate students dare to cheat people in the game, don't you think that I will report you to the school, and you will be punished?" Consequences of expulsion from school?"

Yang Juan's heart skipped a beat, showing fear in his eyes.

Seeing this, He Lang sneered, and didn't say whether he would report him, and turned around to leave.

When things got to this point, Yang Juan was really in a hurry, and hurried to catch up with him and grabbed his arm, explaining to him incoherently: "I'm sorry, it was my roommate who asked me to play female numbers at first, and he told me not to tell other Anyone, I didn't tell you. So I really didn't mean to use the female number to deceive you."

He Lang paused slightly, "Your roommate?" He squinted his eyes and concluded, "So Yang Liusi'er is really your roommate, and he is also a man."

Yang Juan replied slowly: "Yes."

He Lang shook off his hand unceremoniously, stared at him condescendingly and said, "You lied to me so many things, do you think I will trust you again?"

Yang Juan bowed his head in shame in guilt, and did not defend himself anymore.

"Besides, even if you are telling the truth." He Lang's eyes showed coldness, "What does it have to do with me? If this is the case, when I chased you, when I proposed to get married, I still When I said I like you," every word he uttered was like a sharp needle piercing into Yang Juan's heart, "You can obviously refuse."

"Why don't you refuse?" He looked at him seriously.

However, Yang Juan seemed to be nailed to the spot, the blood on his face drained rapidly, and he could no longer make any sound.

He Lang put away all his emotions and left without looking back.

Yang Juan went to the Examination Affairs Office to deliver the test papers.

The invigilator did not meet He Lang again in the two exams in the afternoon, and the last one ended before six o'clock. After he delivered the test papers, he went directly to the cafeteria to get a meal.Zhuo Lan was not at school these two days, he ate alone.

It's just that he didn't expect that he was being watched in the cafeteria.

At this time, many people have just taken the exam, and the windows in the cafeteria are crowded with long queues.Yang Juan moved forward slowly in the queue, and finally got to the window to finish eating, then struggled to squeeze out of the crowd, before he could take a few steps to the dining area, the plate in his hand was knocked away .

When Yang Juan came to his senses, the person who bumped into him had already run away quickly and disappeared from the end of his vision.

Yang Juan subconsciously felt that something was wrong, but he was unwilling to take the initiative to speculate on others with malice. He asked the aunt in the cafeteria to borrow tools to sweep up the food on the floor, returned to the end of the line, and continued to line up for the second meal.

This time, he still couldn't eat a hot meal.

When he walked to a place where there were few people in the cafeteria, the plate in his hand was knocked over again.The person who hit him didn't leave in a hurry, but slowed down and turned around, leaving him with a contemptuous look.

Obviously it was done on purpose.

Yang Juan didn't go to cook anymore, after cleaning up the garbage, he frowned and left the cafeteria through the side door.Thinking about it on the way, the person I offended recently was probably only Zhou Nanxun, who was discovered by me for cheating in the examination room in the morning.

He took the road outside the side door of the cafeteria to buy food in the back street. At this time, it was almost seven o'clock, and the sky was gradually getting dark.This road happened to extend past the abandoned old bathhouse. Yang Juan walked slowly while looking down his WeChat list for his undergraduate counselor.

When passing by the entrance of the bathhouse, the scene of his showdown with He Lang behind the bathhouse suddenly came to mind two months ago. Yang Juan felt uncomfortable again, couldn't help but stop, and walked towards the dark bathhouse with a sense of loss. I took a look inside——

Zhou Nanxun brought people around at this time.

About two or three people followed behind him, and directly stepped forward to surround him.Zhou Nanxun glanced at the lighted mobile phone in his hand, reached out to snatch it, lowered his head to look at the screen, then grabbed his wrist with great strength, and said in a dark voice: "You still want to complain to our counselor? You don't want to either Think about it, do you dare to take care of my affairs?"

Yang Juan was still calm in his heart, and tried to break free.After realizing that the opponent's force on his wrist was still motionless, he quietly observed the surrounding environment with his peripheral vision.

They were standing exactly in the middle of two street lamps, almost shrouded in the shadow outside the lamps.The roadside was so quiet that one could hear the hustle and bustle of the back street in the distance. Occasionally, one or two people passed by alone, but they just kept their heads down and walked forward quickly, not daring to come over to meddle in other's business.

Yang Juan's heart skipped a beat for a moment, knowing that Zhou Nanxun's posture of bringing people here was planning to do something to him, and he also knew that he couldn't avoid it.As soon as such thoughts surfaced, his heart began to be filled with tension and panic.

Even so, he still pursed his lips tightly and looked at the other party without saying a word, trying not to show timidity in front of Zhou Nanxun.

Zhou Nanxun grabbed his wrist tightly, turned around and dragged him into the dark old bathhouse, leaving the two or three people stuck behind him.

After dragging him into the bathroom, Zhou Nanxun squeezed Yang Juan's hand and threw him against the wall.Yang Juan's face slammed against the tiles on the wall unexpectedly, his vision shook violently for a moment, and when he fell into the turbid darkness, it became blurred, and he could no longer accurately distinguish Zhou Nanxun's location.

Zhou Nanxun was not in a hurry, and turned to talk to the people around him: "Did you get someone to call you?"

The man replied: "Go."

Zhou Nanxun waited impatiently, "Why haven't you come after calling for so long?"

The other party's words were full of flattery: "I have been there for about 10 minutes, and I should be here soon."

Yang Juan stuck to the dusty wall and did not move. At the same time, he wondered in his heart, besides Zhou Nanxun, who else had he offended.

The memory rolls forward along the timeline, and finally the drama and helplessness stop at the node about He Lang.Among the people in front of Zhou Nanxun, the only person he offended was He Lang.

His back against the tiles stiffened, his brows and eyes became embarrassed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his brain fell into a blank momentarily. The initial nervousness and panic even gradually began to evolve into fear that fermented and spread in silence.

It's not just the fear of being beaten by He Lang himself, but more probably the fear of letting the other party see his distressed appearance.

Yang Juan anxiously raised his hand to support the wall, wanting to move forward.

Sensing his small movements, Zhou Nanxun pushed him back to the corner, raised his hand and grabbed his collar and lifted him up, "Where are you going? When you remembered that I cheated in the exam in the morning, you were still very proud?"

Feeling his face close at hand, Yang Juan lowered his eyes and didn't look at him, and the words on his mouth blurted out uncontrollably: "How did a person like you get into University A?"

The force of grabbing his collar obviously tightened a bit, and Yang Juan realized belatedly that he probably angered him.

His eyelids trembled, and finally he whispered like a broken pot: "A person like you can only go to the International College—"

When it came to the International College, Yang Juan's tone paused, he didn't know who he was thinking of, and he muttered to himself, "No, the students of the International College are also more correct than your moral values—"

"You fucking——" Zhou Nanxun was completely angry, interrupted his words, and raised his fist high at him.

Feeling the harsh fist wind coming close to his face, Yang Juan closed his mouth in a daze, and stared into the void with a pair of lifeless eyes.

In the next second, the gust of wind beside his ears suddenly disappeared, and Zhou Nanxun froze in mid-air with his violent fists.

"Brother Lang is here?" Zhou Nanxun's voice sounded clearly in the darkness, Yang Juan's collar was loosened, followed by rustling noises, probably he was making way for He Lang.

Yang Juan didn't dare to raise his head, his eyelashes trembled in a hopeless way.

He Lang didn't say much, and impatiently kicked Zhou Nanxun, "Get lost."

Zhou Nanxun was taken aback for a moment, quickly adjusted the expression on his face, and quickly led the person away.

The rest of Yang Juan and He Lang stayed inside, not sure about each other's attitude, Yang Juan hung his head and did not move.

He Lang glanced at him, and cursed in a bad tone: "Why are you standing there stupidly? Are you going to stay and be beaten by me?"

Yang Juan raised his head in a daze, opened his eyes, and looked at him without blinking.

Even though there was no light in the bathhouse, He Lang somehow felt the faint warmth of his eyes on his face.He said in a blunt and cold voice: "Don't be in a hurry to thank me. Zhou Nanxun will come to trouble you, and part of the reason is my fault. Otherwise, do you think that I will really come to save you with good intentions?"

He was right in saying that. In the examination room in the morning, Zhou Nanxun probably saw his attitude towards Yang Juan, so he was anxious to find trouble for Yang Juan for him.

But He Lang didn't intend to explain clearly to him.

Yang Juan did not expect such a deep level.

Although he was very puzzled why He Lang took part of the reason on himself, this did not prevent him from apologizing to the other party for He Lang's ignorance of his previous suspicions.His voice sounded softly in the quiet bathhouse, it was He Lang's familiar honest tone: "Thank you."

Although there was no cover from the voice changer, He Lang was still stunned for a moment.It seems that such a tone is replaced by a young boy's voice, and it doesn't seem too inconsistent.

As if receiving what Yang Juan was thinking, after two seconds of silence, He Lang snorted softly, "Yes, I don't care about you lying to me, and come to save you." His words were suddenly tinged with sarcasm, "Because I'm different from you."

Yang Juan felt guilty and embarrassed by what he said, and the five fingers hanging down beside the seam of his trousers curled up involuntarily.

He Lang turned around without noticing, urging in a not-so-good tone: "Are you still leaving?"

Yang Juan stretched out his hand as if awakened in a daze, and grabbed the hem of his clothes hastily and flusteredly.

He Lang didn't have time to dodge, turned his head in the dark hastily, and said in a low voice with a sullen expression, "Don't fucking touch me."

Yang Juan grabbed the hem of his clothes, took a deep breath, looked at the blurred shadow in front of him, and explained nervously and ashamedly: "I, my contact lens fell out."

The author says:

Don't quarrel, there is no crematorium.Also, I searched famous schools on Baidu, and found out that there are no schools that only give punishment.In short, fiction and reality should not be confused.