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

"The next classmate" the English teacher shouted again.

Bian Jing came back to his senses, and immediately stood up and glanced at the question type: "Choose B."

"correct."

Seeing that Bian Jing's face was still a little pale, the English teacher showed a kind smile, and said with concern: "Bian Jing, if you don't feel well, you can rest at home for two more days, the teacher believes in your strength."

Yue Yang immediately turned his face: "Teacher, why don't you let me rest for two more days?"

The English teacher turned his face faster than him, and said badly: "If you can be like the side scene, and you can get the correct answer at a glance, I can put it for you next year!"

Yue Yang: "That's definitely not possible!"

"..."

It's a joke, this kind of speed that can get the answer in one second depends on how many times this type of question has been swiped, Yue Yang must not be able to do it.

Bian Jing sat down, and was just fascinated by GV, AV website 50 yuan permanent micro lyx 53 09 because he was suddenly uncontrollably concerned.

"Why doesn't he come to class?"

Although there were examples of Xie Ting not attending class in the past, it was rare for him to miss a whole morning class.Xie Ting is a low-key person, he only skips a class or two when he misses classes, and then he comes back to class afterward.

This kind of skipping class for half a day is rare.

Turn on the phone screen, the screen saver is a string of handwritten coordinates, that string of coordinates is the place where he commemorates Xie Ting's acquaintance with him.

stupid.

this method.

With humble stupidity.

Bian Jing complained to himself in his heart: "I dare not even write a place name, but dare to say I like it. Shit! Hypocrisy."

After scolding himself, he clicked on WeChat and saw Xie Ting sent him a message, he was ecstatic, although it was just a normal concern among classmates, just a few words: "Are you ready?"

Put the phone on your lap, and quickly type with five fingers: "Okay."

The reply over there was quick, as if holding a mobile phone and waiting for his message: "Yes."

After the question and answer, there was silence for two seconds, and there was nothing to say.

Bian Jing wants to ask a lot, such as: "How are you and Xiao Hua?" "Did you do it that night?"

His words were bold, and even if he sent them out as a gossip, it would be too abnormal.

Bian Jing held down the input box with his index finger, did not type for a long time, got a stabbing headache, knocked on the table, and his voice was a bit loud, Yue Yang turned his head in front, seeing his painful expression, worried: "Brother Jing, what's wrong with you?"

"Headache." The voice was muffled.

"Ah, then bear with it, class will be over soon, and I will bring you some medicine after class." Yue Yang turned around and rubbed his temples, fearing that he would have some sequelae a few days ago, he asked again: "How about Let's go to the hospital."

Bian Jing quickly suppressed his sadness, looked at Yue Yang, and said relaxedly: "No need."

The mobile phone information came in two more messages.

Court: [Screenshot]

Ting: "What do you want to send? I see that you are typing for 5 minutes."

Jing: "It's okay."

......

Xie Ting was leaning against the white wall of the hospital, his face was not looking good, his mother had acute appendicitis, and stayed in bed all night.

The scene has indeed changed.

Xie Ting clearly felt this attitude.

From the moment he woke up, he treated himself like a different person, no longer joking with him like before, supervising his class, and helping him fetch water.

The current side scene is indifferent, pretending to be calm and calm.

Xie Ting leaned against the wall with his mobile phone in his arms, no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't think of the reason.

"Little Court."

When Xie Ting heard his mother call him, he gave up thinking deeply about this issue, maybe it was just a person who had experienced life and death, looked down on everything, and his personality would not be as enthusiastic as before.

This is the only explanation he can think of so far.

Pushing open the door of the ward, Ms. Yu Yan was leaning on the bed, Xie Ting suddenly remembered that Bian Jing was leaning like this the day he just woke up, his face was pale.

The voice softened: "Mom, what's the matter?"

Secretary Yu looked at her young and mature son. He hadn't been around this kid since he was a child, so now he can't say anything to him. It's not like the old Xiao next door who gave birth to a caring daughter. legs.

Looking at her son again, filial piety is filial piety, but even if he doesn't talk much, a young man doesn't know how old-fashioned he is, he must have learned from his father.

Hey~

Secretary Yu sighed, then smiled again, and asked concerned: "How is your classmate who is also hospitalized?"

Xie Ting: "He has been discharged from the hospital."

Secretary Yu was overjoyed that that classmate was the first one his son mentioned in front of him, and said with a smile, "He recovered? I heard that this time was a serious crime. You, it's just that you are too cold. Mom is worried that you and your classmate Can't get along, does this classmate have a good relationship with you?"

Xie Ting nodded in recognition, and explained to her mother: "Same class and dormitory."

Secretary Yu's eyes lit up: "Oh? Then you and your classmates should get along well. This time he is seriously ill and it's cold. Mom bought you a quilt. Let's buy him a bed too."

Just as Xie Ting wanted to refuse, Secretary Yu had already called out: "Secretary Zhang."

If you refuse, you will be interrupted like this.

After ordering Secretary Zhang to buy quilts, Secretary Yu remembered another thing: "Oh, you wore your dad's scarf when you went out that day, and he told me that I embroidered the red plum for him, saying it was a limited edition. , you remember to send him back."

Xie Ting was taken aback, did he wear it wrong?

I only wore it for a day, and it should be placed in the dormitory after I went to see the side scenes.

Nod your head, answer: "Okay."

Secretary Yu felt that this son would not be able to say anything other than "um", "oh" and "good" even if there was a thunderstorm in the sky, and he would drive people back to school, out of sight and out of mind.