bat baby

The delicacies made by Jingmo were not sent out in the end.

He was a little helpless and wandered outside the crowd with his carefully prepared snacks.

He felt that he couldn't fit in, and eventually he was discouraged and left by himself with the food box.

Jingmo, who has never found it difficult to make friends, began to doubt himself for the first time.

"Demon, is there something wrong with me?"

Years later, the demon is still not doing business: "You are great, take courage, go to them and say 'I made some dim sum, do you want to try it?' That's it!"

Jing Mo found a dark corner and squatted down with his knees hugged: "No, I don't think I can blend in. Every time I approach, they stare at me very warily."

The demon also shook his head and couldn't think of a way.

Jing Mo sat on the steps angrily, and divided the dim sum and demons one by one.

"I don't care if I have friends or not! You're enough for me! Right? I'm not lonely at all!" He didn't know who he was talking to.

"Who is this?" A shadow covered Jing Mo: "Isn't this little Prince Wayne?"

The person came with a long voice, and the people behind him made deliberate laughs.

The heart demon returned to Jing Mo's body the moment he sensed that someone was coming, and Jing Mo lowered his head and rolled his eyes, and came again.

He looked up, and in front of him stood three overly burly teenagers compared to their peers.

"May I ask you what's the matter?" The other party didn't do anything other than laugh, so Jing Mo politely asked their purpose.

The young man in the lead withdrew his smile, stepped forward and grabbed Jing Mo by the neckline to lift him up.And the two teenagers behind him began to cheer for fear of chaos in the world.

A lot of people around heard the voice and gradually gathered. Seeing that celebrities in the school were about to fight, they turned on their mobile phones and started recording.

Both of them are influential figures in the school, one is Duke, a star player of the rugby team, and the other is the aloof little prince.

Many people turned on the live broadcast secretly, and the title was "The Big Stupid Beats the Little Prince".

Many girls like Jingmo's face, but they prefer a burly athlete like Duke.

A group of people cheered without too much trouble, as if they were participating in some kind of celebration.

Jing Mo's heart is getting colder and colder.

He doesn't want to be friends with these people anymore.

A thin boy emerged from the crowd and tried to push Duke away: "Hey! Big guy! Stay away from him!"

Jing Mo's heart will be warmed up in no time, young man who can do it!You have successfully attracted my attention! Are you my destined friend?

Duke swung the thin boy away, and the two people who followed him pulled him up, and a punch was about to hit him in the face.

Jing Mo was angry, not even that angry when he was bullied.

No one saw how Jing Mo broke free from Duke's grip. In the blink of an eye, he had already sent the two people who were pulling the thin boy flying.

Jing Mo protected the young man behind him, turned around and looked at Duke coldly: "I didn't provoke you, why do you bully me?"

Duke remembered the rumors on the Internet: don't fight Asians.

He was a little timid, and instinctively wanted to run, but looking at the classmates surrounding him, and some even holding cellphone cameras, if he ran now, it would be embarrassing.

He gritted his teeth and said with a pretentious gesture: "I just can't understand you, what's the matter?"

Jing Mo was very strange: "If you don't like it, you don't have to look at it. Why are you so selfish? Just because you don't like it, you hit people? Does that mean I can hit you if I don't like it?"

Duke looked at his two fallen followers from the corner of the eye, and swallowed nervously.

The booing of the people around became even more joyful.

Jing Mo looked around coldly, and the restless adolescent boys and girls he saw gradually calmed down.

"I'm afraid that the world will not be chaotic. Are you happy that I was beaten? You are also happy that he was beaten. If you are beaten yourself, others are also happy."

He paused: "Without empathy, I like to watch others being bullied when I am weak, and when others need help, they may hurt you in the end."

After speaking, he didn't care what others thought, and pulled the thin boy away.

"My name is Asa Wayne, what's your name?"

"My name is Henry." The blond thin boy scratched his head shyly: "So you are so powerful, if I had known it earlier, I wouldn't have..."

Jing Mo interrupted him: "No, no, no! It's fate that brought us together!"

Henry was taken aback, and quickly took a step back to distance himself. What's wrong with this man?

"You are my destined friend!" Jing Mo grabbed Henry's hand, a dimple appeared on Junyi's face.

The noble young master who was originally deserted became a little warmer.

Henry stepped back in fear: "What?"

Jingmo pressed on step by step: "At that time, I didn't know what to do. I really didn't want to watch Captain America's video anymore. I was still thinking about whether to fight or fight? Those people who watched the excitement were so annoying, I didn't know what to do. I don’t want to be friends with them, but only you, only you can help me! You are the friend God Nuwa gave me!”

"Girl, God Nuwa?" These four words were spoken by Jingmo in Chinese, but Henry didn't understand them.

But Jing Mo only cared about being happy, and didn't bother to give him a detailed explanation: "It's God, and God guided us to meet!"

Henry has no classmates to play with him because he is too thin. His friends are books and math problems.

After hearing Jing Mo's explanation, he also became excited: "Then, we are friends now?"

Jing Mo nodded as a matter of course: "Of course, we are friends!"

Henry first introduced himself: "My name is Henry Nord. I like reading math books and doing math problems. I like eating candy the most. The person I admire most is Newton."

Jing Mo was silent, what happened to this new friend?Perfectly sidestepping my hobbies, even the exact opposite of what I like...

"My name is Song Jingmo, and my English name is Asa Wayne. I like reading storybooks and writing. I like spicy food the most. The person I admire most is Yuan Longping."

Henry smiled awkwardly but politely, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration: "Then, what do you do when you're not reading or writing at home? Sometimes I make Lego."

Jing Mo smiled awkwardly: "When I'm resting, I grow vegetables, cook, play the piano, practice calligraphy and embroidery..."

Henry felt that he couldn't understand what Jing Mo said at all, but it seemed that their hobbies did not overlap at all.

Jing Mo's face was cold, but in fact he was crying again in his heart: "Why are you so fat? God thief, are you playing with me? How do you want to be friends?!"

Henry smiled and held Jingmo's hand: "Then let's play together this week?"

Jingmo was terrified and wanted to refuse: "What are you doing together? Are you doing math problems?"