After becoming the prey of paranoid school grass

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The looks are not similar, but the feeling of the whole person, especially this demeanor, makes Wu Xi seem to see Ji Ze back then.

Sitting in the corner of the last row, not communicating with anyone, there is no breath of life on his body.Whether the class is quiet or lively has nothing to do with him. No classmate is willing to look at him, and even if he glances occasionally, he will show a disgusted expression.

Wu Xi couldn't help staring at him for a long time, and found the name in the photo of the roster: He Xi.Suddenly a male classmate in the front row sneered, "Don't look at the little teacher, he is a beggar, you are so beautiful, look at his dirty eyes."

The voice was not restrained at all. Although it was not a roar of laughter, many people laughed and nodded in agreement.Wu Xi frowned and looked at the art teacher next to him. The teacher was a middle-aged uncle, and he was talking about the contents of the textbook to himself, regardless of classroom discipline.

There are a total of eight classes in the second year of junior high school, and the third class is the worst overall. There were even extremely bad incidents in which students beat up the teacher and stabbed the teacher with a knife. Many of them quit jobs, and the reputation of the school with one of the highest enrollment rates has plummeted, leaving behind only some punks, or children who give up on themselves and don't care about them at home.

Before coming to class, the art teacher reminded Wu Xi to pay attention to safety. They are not class teachers, so there is no need to take huge risks for "responsibility".Today's junior high school grows tall and strong, with immature minds, and only acts on impulse. If you can't provoke them, don't provoke them. It's best to leave after class.

It's not that he didn't notice Wu Xi's gaze, but the art teacher didn't want to take care of things, so the best he could do was get up and assign drawing tasks on the blackboard, trying to mobilize the classroom atmosphere and change the topic.

But bad boys will not restrain themselves because of this. On the contrary, the more the teacher ignores them, the more they push their noses. Several people ran around in the classroom arrogantly. Pushing him and the table outside from the back door was not enough, and even threw He Xi off the stool to the ground, and threw it out holding the stool legs.

He Xi sat on the ground without moving, expressionless, showing no intention of getting up, the boy in the front row clapped his hands and laughed loudly, "Hurry up, whoever puts a broken bowl in front of him, the beggar will start begging!"

"Hey teacher, let's draw a picture of a beggar begging for food today. You can draw us a picture on the blackboard. Today the blackboard won't be erased!"

Suddenly seeing Wu Xi stepping off the podium, the laughter suddenly subsided, and the boys in the front row stared at Wu Xi with bright eyes.It's hard not to like beautiful things personally, especially adolescents who have just begun to understand, have the most restlessness and hormones, and have the most nowhere to vent.

Wu Xi doesn't look feminine, but as long as she is beautiful enough, her gender can be ignored.The stunned boy is used to seeing middle-aged uncles with shiny foreheads and female teachers with half-white and half-dyed hair, but he has never seen such a young teacher, and he is trying his best to attract the attention of the trainee teacher, like a peacock about to spread its tail.

Bullying is not wrong in their eyes, even handsome.

So when Wu Xi dragged He Xi up from the ground and moved the desks and stools back by himself, the whole classroom was instantly silent.A few delinquent teenagers who started their hands were more or less uncomfortable, grinding their teeth to light a cigarette, and using the classroom as a smoking area. In their eyes, the school rules are not even as good as a fart.

Wu Xi just stood behind and didn't return to the podium, and nodded to the art teacher, "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang, you can continue the class, I'll listen behind."

The situation that the art teacher was worried about didn't happen, those bad boys surprisingly didn't rebound, they even gave Wu Xi face, and they didn't make trouble in the second half of the class.But he still broke out in a cold sweat. He returned to the office and sighed while drinking tea and replenishing water, "Didn't I remind you, don't worry about that nosy business, people like us can't provoke them, children are ignorant at all, and they will do anything if they are reckless." regardless of."

"It's not that He Xi didn't have a teacher who wanted to help him earlier, but he was not mentally normal. He may have let his mother go. He talked nicely and ignored people. It was difficult to communicate, and he even stole the teacher's wallet."

Wu Xi learned from the art teacher that this boy is from a single-parent family, the family is very poor, his father is a migrant worker, his mother is a fool and has long since passed away. From the description, this child seems a bit autistic.

"To put it bluntly, those children are right. His sloppy appearance is no different from that of a beggar. His hands and feet are not clean. The school interviewed his father for stealing things. His father came to school and beat him up. He was beaten severely, and later the school had to fight him and send him to the hospital, otherwise he would easily die."

Teacher Zhang's tone was not without contempt, Wu Xi felt chills all over his body.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the cafeteria for dinner." After rambling on for a while, the art teacher waved his hand to say that he would not talk about those bad things, and that noon was a break.

"Thank you, Teacher Zhang, I won't go to the cafeteria." Wu Xi raised her finger and pointed to the opposite building that she could see from the window, her lips slightly pursed, "I'm going to find my boyfriend."

Teacher Zhang was taken aback when he heard the words, and first scratched his head to generate self-doubt.Didn't he find out the gender of the child all morning?Although she looks like a man and speaks like a man, is she actually a girl?

No, he quickly shook his head to get rid of the ridiculous thought.After thinking about it, I couldn't help but be speechless.Today's children really dare to say anything, even their homosexuality is not covered up, how dare they dare to do this in the past.

Everyone in the company feels that the canteen tastes much better than before, not that it was unpalatable before, but that it is too delicious now, and the ingredients are also very solid.

There are rumors that the boss is in a relationship, the proprietress often comes to inspect, and the canteen food has been greatly improved to cater to the proprietress' appetite. They are all taking advantage of the light.

In the beginning, most people thought the rumors were unbelievable. People like their boss couldn’t fall in love after the sky fell, but since they formed a small group in private and shared some live videos, the rumors were completely confirmed, and no one raised any objections. .

Not only is there a proprietress, but also a man.

Wu Xi came late today, just in time for the company to take a lunch break. Before entering the elevator, several groups of employees passed by, all of them had subtle eyes, staring at him numbly.

After getting off the elevator and walking a few steps, he pushed open the office door with a bang, and he rushed towards Qin Jingze viciously, and asked his teacher seriously, "Is there someone hiding in your room? Hmm?"

Qin Jingze took a big bite on the cheek from him, and bit back unceremoniously, causing Wu Xi to whimper and speak hard, "Don't flirt with the pretty secretary while I'm not around, I caught you I will definitely beat you up, and I will beat you in the face, and if the fan is swollen, no one will like you."

Even if the most ascetic monk returns to vulgarity, it is impossible for Qin Jingze to cheat.Knowing that Wu Xi was making trouble for no reason, Qin Jingze also used to him, and made a serious promise that he would not, even if he looked at someone more and caused Xixi to be dissatisfied, he would let him deal with it.

Wu Xi was coaxed to her heart's content, and the demon was over, but when eating, she couldn't help but think of the boy named He Xi, and she would be in a daze while eating.

"How do you feel in the morning, are you tired?" Qin Jingze stared at his reaction and tried to speak out.

"...It's okay, not tired", Wu Xi bit her lower lip, not wanting to tell Qin Jingze about He Xi.Because the painful experience is similar, it is inevitable that it will expose the scars.

Slowly withdrawing his scrutiny, Qin Jingze narrowed his eyes slightly and remained silent.

After listening to Teacher Zhang's nagging for a long time, there is really not much time left for a nap, less than half an hour.Wu Xi felt that she was woken up just after falling asleep, and kicked Qin Jingze agitatedly, "I asked you to wake me up but not to kiss me."

Still on the neck.He is a junior high school intern teacher, and it's not good for him to go to work with strange marks.

Qin Jingze didn't hide, just endured it honestly, grabbed his feet to put on shoes for him, and seemed to casually mention, "How do the teachers in the school treat you? Are there any outstanding students?"

Lost

The drowsy drowsiness dissipated, and Wu Xi looked at him with a half-smile, "The teachers are all very old, and the students are all too young. Qin Xiaogou is just right."

Don't think he didn't understand what it meant.

Slowly playing with Qin Jingze's ears with his fingertips, he leaned on the man's back, putting his whole body weight on it without worrying about crushing him, "We pursue fairness, and if you have any dissatisfaction, I will let you deal with it."

Qin Jingze is absolutely reluctant to really do anything to him, at most he will be spanked.There is a lot of thunder and little rain, it is just a paper tiger, and it has no deterrent effect at all.

Lowering his head and turning his back to Wu Xi, Qin Jingze didn't speak, and the expression on his face was hard to see clearly.

In the afternoon, there are only art classes in the first two periods. After class, I go back to the office to drink tea with the teacher.Wu Xi was stuffed with gossip, and couldn't sit still. She got up and left the office to take a breath. As soon as she went out, she heard familiar laughter and strange movements coming from the direction of the second class downstairs.

Standing still for two seconds, he caught a glimpse of the dean collecting water in the water room from the corner of his eye, and he immediately walked over quickly.

The dean and the teacher who recommended Wu Xi for internship are old classmates. They know Wu Xi, and they smiled when they saw him, "Are you comfortable on the first day at school?"

"You teach the second grade of junior high school with Lao Zhang, right?" While talking, the dean subconsciously looked downstairs, his expression froze, and he roared, "What's going on? What class are you in??!!"

They can move freely during get out of class time, but they are not so free as to allow them to beat up classmates in the corridor.Isn't this embarrassing for him? It made him lose face.

Although they weren't very afraid of the art teacher, these gangsters still had fear of the dean, they slapped their butts and slipped away, throwing the disgraced He Xi on the ground, ignoring them.

The dean blew his beard and stared, "It must be from the third class!!" As he said that, he was about to talk to the head teacher of the third class, and his feet felt windy when he walked.

Wu Xi didn't follow, but went straight downstairs.

There is a studio on the top floor of the school.Always lock the door.

I haven't opened it for a long time, and the smell inside is a bit strong. Wu Xi covered her mouth and nose and coughed twice, put the key from Teacher Zhang into her pocket, and asked in a muffled voice, "Have you had lunch yet?"

no answer.

The black and thin boy seemed to be a mute who could not speak, his face was expressionless, and he refused even to make eye contact.

Wu Xi didn't force him, and moved a stool behind him, "Sit down, there's no one else here, I'll help you treat the injury, otherwise it's easy to get inflammation and scar."

This kind of child will not like the office, especially the teachers in the office are not kind to him, and secretly use the misery of the students as a topic of conversation with tea, and think that they are restrained enough without saying anything in front of them.But teenage children are not fools. Such children are more sensitive and can easily distinguish the attitudes of others.

So he borrowed the key to the studio.Can't do too much, at least open up a small space that is quiet enough to let the child breathe.

He Xi didn't move, put the chair behind him and didn't sit down, just stood there in a daze.

However, he may be malnourished and develop late. Wu Xi is much taller than him, and he can handle wounds with ease even while standing.

The air was suffocatingly quiet.Wu Xi turned around and lowered his head to search for things in the small medicine box, He Xi's eyeballs finally moved, his eyes scanned Wu Xi's whole body from top to bottom, and from bottom to top, going round and round, suddenly paused.

The half-length hair was tied up, and there were only small fluff-like hairs left on the neck. Three or two colorful red marks were imprinted on the white skin, which contrasted sharply and caught people's attention.

He Xi was a little dazed, not quite understanding what it was.I want to ask the teacher if he was bitten by bugs. Will there be bugs in the bed that a clean person like the teacher sleeps on?