The cold and ruthless school bully's school god, Xiaojiaofu

Xie Ting was sitting by the flower bed downstairs, very bored, and he didn't want to look at his phone, so he could only look at the sky and the earth from boredom, which was incredible.

Xie Xiaoba saw Xiao Xiaohua walking towards the community holding a man who looked like a social youth. If he read correctly, it should be the building next door where Bian Jing lived.

After a while, Xie Ting looked away.

Bian Jing ran downstairs with the cleaned thermos, Xie Ting looked at the vigorous figure, probably no longer hurt.

"Brother Ting..."

Bian Jing ran too fast and was panting for a while. He bent over and panted for a while before standing up, took out a red envelope from his thermal bag, and handed it to Xie Ting: "Happy New Year, Brother Ting."

Xie Ting was a little stunned, he thought that the second idiot would not find out, but he did!

Her ears were red, and she accepted the red envelope in embarrassment: "Did you see it?"

Bian Jing smiled and was very happy, as long as he was in front of Xie Ting, he could look like a fool.

"Yeah, I saw it, and I recognized your handwriting immediately."

Xie Ting's handwriting is recognizable and easy to recognize.

Xie Ting touched his ears, a little embarrassed: "The family asked me to make a red envelope, so I wrapped one for you." After speaking, he looked at the side scene seriously, and blessed: "Happy New Year."

Bian Jing nodded happily: "Yeah, you're happy too."

Xie Ting was happy when he saw the side scene, and he was also happy. This kind of emotion is hard to describe, but it can be concluded that the side scene can always easily affect his mood.

After sending Xie Ting back, Bian Jing returned home and found the red envelope, which contained 100 yuan. He would not use the money, so he put the red envelope and the money in a drawer properly and locked it to rest assured.

This is the first thing Xie Ting gave him.

Because of this red envelope, on the first day of the new year, Bian Jing got up early to buy vegetables and came back to cook, and then went to the tattoo parlor to look at the shop.

The store owner saw that he came to the store on the first day of the new year, and it was not easy, so he took out a red envelope and handed it to Bian Jing.

Bianjing hesitated for a moment.

The store owner said: "I sent all the staff in the store, and they took it yesterday. You didn't come yesterday, so I will keep it for you."

Bian Jingzheng put away the red envelope and said, "Thank you."

The owner of the shop is a straightforward person. Seeing that he has nothing to do and himself has nothing to do, he began to teach him things.

"Have you ever learned to draw before?"

Bian Jing shook his head, mainly because he had no money to learn since childhood.

The shop owner also guessed that it was not a poor family who came out to work before he was an adult, and said: "Then use a pen to trace the patterns in this set of pictures yourself. I think it is very interesting for you to design your own tattoo that day. You can continue to trace."

Bian Jing recalled the tattoo on his body, and recalled in a daze, the pajamas Yue Yang changed for him, didn't he see the tattoo on his body?

No. [-] middle school is strictly controlled, and the student regulations clearly stipulate that students are not allowed to have tattoos.

Bian Jing put this matter aside and waited until he saw Yue Yang at the beginning of school.

After sketching all morning, the scene was tired and rested for a while, then I saw the shop owner getting dressed and going out, and said to him: "I have something to go out, if you are hungry, go in and order a meal by yourself."

Side attractions nod.

The owner of the shop is also a widow, without a wife and children, Bian Jing has been here for two days, and he has never even seen his family.

But Bian Jing has a cold personality and doesn't gossip about other people's affairs.

Sitting until five or six in the afternoon, the shop owner came back drunk and asked Bian Jing to go back on vacation.

Bian Jing helped him tidy up the shop, wiped the equipment with alcohol, went to the shop owner's room to help him take off his shoes, covered him with a quilt, and then left.

As everyone knows, the shop owner opened his eyes at the moment he left, thought for a while, then closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Bian Jing returned home, heated up some hot food, and ate his first dinner of the year.

The class group was very lively, and Yue Yang was the most active among them. Three new year red envelopes were distributed in a row, and the head teacher came out to collect them.

One after another, many students also gave out red envelopes for the New Year. The side scenes passed one by one, some were missed, and some were late.

After climbing the stairs for a while, Bian Jing himself also sent out a New Year's red envelope.

With the words: "Happy New Year everyone~"

Yue Yang seemed to be waiting for him, and immediately jumped out: "Brother Jing, are you here?"

Jing: "Yeah."

The red envelope disappeared in ten seconds. The fifty students in the group were all waiting for the red envelope to be distributed online. Little Loquat even grabbed the best luck and sent an emoji of kneeling and kowtowing.

There was a bang bang bang, and the side view felt pain even through the screen.

Xie Ting also gave out a red envelope behind him, but the school bully was rich, and each of the red envelopes he sent received more than ten or twenty yuan. The side scene turned out to be the luckiest one, and received 50 yuan.

Bian Jing quickly collected the little loquat's expression pack, quickly sent it out, and knocked his head loudly.

Xie Ting: "..."

Soon, Bian Jing sent a private chat: "Brother Xie Ting."

Xie Ting's surname is dual-purpose, Xie, Brother Ting, or Xie Ting, Brother.

Xie Ting thought he meant the latter, and asked, "Why?"

After posting the side scene, I felt that this sentence was ambiguous, so I posted it again: Thank you, Brother Ting.

Xie Ting smiled, then put away his phone and glanced at the people sitting in his house.