A defeated under the pomegranate skirt

Relying on her instinctive body memory, Han Shuyao rode all the way back to school.

The students in St. Catherine come and go in limousines or have special drivers to pick them up and down. There is no special parking lane for non-motorized vehicles. After Han Shuyao got out of the car, he parked his bicycle next to a Land Rover that looked like an abandoned body full of dust. .

After the turmoil in the school forum, Han Shuyao's name was gradually known and discussed by the whole school, and it was all malicious and distorted gossip.

At this time, the contempt in the eyes of the people who got off the car saw Han Shuyao riding a bicycle, and the voice of whispering grew louder with the tide, and Han Shuyao's mind is now in a mess, and he has no intention of talking to them, like As if she didn't hear them, she passed them indifferently, after all, they were no different from scrap metal in her eyes.

Their voices also made Han Shuyao gradually sober up.

quite a while.

The scattered eyes under the shadow of the brim of the hat focused, deep and sharp, like a bottomless wormhole.

Han Shuyao walked towards the square.

When Han Shuyao arrived at the square where the association set up a stall, what caught his eyes was such a scene. Dozens of tents that were originally arranged in an orderly horizontal and vertical directions were scattered and chaotic, and a large area was tilted from side to side.

And something spectacular.

Looking around the square, he found Fan Jianren, who was on duty today, among the noisy crowd. When he got closer, he found that Fan Jianren, who was waving his hands and feet, was accusing each other with a group of people, his face red and red.

Han Shuyao's expression darkened immediately, and she walked over and asked, "What's going on?"

As soon as Fan Jianren saw that it was Han Shuyao who was coming, like a duckweed in the vast ocean grabbing a life-saving straw, he regained his confidence and pointed at them and shouted, "My boss is here, you are finished!"

When Fan Jianren arrived at the square early in the morning, he saw the surrounding tents falling all over the ground. Before he could accept the fact, a group of people suddenly came and said that their tents had smashed their tents, and they wanted them to pay full responsibility , Not only that, but also pay for their mental damage.

It was obvious that it was caused by the typhoon yesterday, but this group of people messed around indiscriminately. Fan Jianren told them the reasoning all morning and found that it didn't make sense.

Fan Jianren told Han Shuyao the reason in one breath, and the 1.8-meter hunk still had a hint of grievance after he finished speaking.

After Han Shuyao had a general understanding of what happened, she looked at the scene and found that the brackets and the roof of their tent were completely blown apart. The chairs fell in all directions, and some fell on the tent, and the legs of the stool pierced the tent.

There was a gust of wind blowing from the ground, and the scattered leaflets on the ground were swept away. Three or five sheets of paper were flipping on the ground. It is estimated that the other party did not bring them back yesterday, so they were blown down together.

Han Shuyao stepped on the blown flyer, looked down at the crumpled words on the paper, and said casually, "You not only want property compensation, but also mental damage?"

Zheng worryingly vented her anger, and now there are pre-formed water fish coming to her door, it's no wonder she is.

The tone of the voice was so light that I couldn't tell what the other person meant. It is estimated that a woman is easier to talk to than that man. A tinfoil man stood up and nodded, with a contemptuous expression, "Yes"

Han Shuyao kicked away the paper under her feet, raised her head, raised her eyelids, glanced at him from top to bottom, and said casually, "Brain damage."

Before he could react, Han Shuyao continued, "How much is a brain show worth?"

The tin foil was hot and choked, I didn't expect the girl who would come here to be so sharp-tongued, she turned the corner and scolded him, "Don't toast and eat fine wine"

At the beginning of tinfoil ironing, I saw that there was only one person on the other side. I looked at the rotten tent on the ground in panic, thinking that I would be scolded, and when I thought about it, I saw Fan Jianren, who was stupid by the side of the station, took advantage of this.

He stretched his neck and said, "It's not a reason to smash other people's things." He pointed to the things on the ground.

Han Shuyao obeyed with a good temper and hummed, "Then tell me how to think about it."

The tin foil was hot and he didn't care about scolding him. When he heard that there was something going on, he quickly thought, "Not much" and compared two fingers, "It's only [-]."

Han Shuyao walked towards him, facing her with tinfoil and backing away step by step, Han Shuyao stopped in front of the table that was overwhelmed by the bracket, and stepped on it with one foot, "Is it worth so little?"

"Is it too cheap to sell?"

Immediately afterwards, the table leg broke with a clang.

The fallen table legs rolled on the ground, and there was a voiceless sound of rippling metal impact.

The tinfoil-burning heart also thumped, mistakenly thinking that she was an alpha, after thinking about his lowest-level alpha and the other party's strength, he found that it might be a little overhanging, and his steps began to move back quietly.

I don't know who shouted, the vice chairman is here.

The fabled and upright Vice Chairman Su immediately appeared in his mind, which was hot from the tin foil, and he turned around and ran away.

When the lowly people saw that the person in charge had run away, they also dispersed.

"stop"

A clear voice sounded from behind, followed by a small sucking sound.

Although the voice was very small, Han Shuyao still heard it.

Han Shuyao turned around in doubt, and saw Su Youqing frowning, looking down at her legs.

A pair of white and slender legs were looming under the white gauze skirt, and there were no obvious scratches on the smooth surface.

"Why are you here again"

When Han Shuyao saw Fan Jianren dodging left and right behind him, he instantly understood.

"You brought her here?" Asked Fan Jianren, but looked at Su Youqing and said.

Why do we meet every other day?

Fan Jianren poked his head timidly behind Su Youqing, "I'm afraid you won't be able to defeat me?" There are so many people.

Su Youqing shook his head, "I happened to be patrolling nearby, and I heard someone causing trouble and followed me."

Fan Jianren nodded his head desperately. If Han Shuyao hadn't read the information on his differentiation results, he would have suspected that he was actually pretending to be a.

Han Shuyao murmured to him, pissed off, bitch.

Then he squatted down in front of Su Youqing and held her ankle, "Does it hurt?"

Hearing her comfort, Su Youqing felt the grievances that had accumulated in her heart for a long time suddenly flooded into her heart, slightly sour.

At this moment, her ankles were suddenly pinched by her, a pair of icy cold hands felt a little comfortable, and her aura suddenly lost most of it.

She wanted to struggle a little, but suddenly the piercing pain in her feet made her cry softly.

Han Shuyao pinched the joints hard, and judging from her reaction, "I guess it's twisted."

Han Shuyao calmly glanced at Fan Jianren who was staring behind her, and said to Su Youqing, "You came here alone?"

Fan Jianren was still in the state of being shocked by his boss. He didn't notice Han Shuyao's scolding eyes, and he was full of thoughts about when his boss had spoken softly to others. The guard's eyes couldn't help but say on the spot that his boss is about to bloom the cycad tree.

Han Shuyao didn't know that Fan Jianren, who was dazed in her eyes, had so much in his mind.

She looked at Su Youqing bowed her head silently and asked again, "Speak up"

Entrainment wire impatient.

"No"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a woman waving at them from a long distance away.

Han Shuyao gestured with her eyes, "Your friend?"

Su Youqing followed her gaze and hummed.

"Sister Su, why are you walking so fast?" Li Guo stopped in front of them, put his hands on his knees, and panted heavily.

Han Shuyao noticed that Zhao Huaxin was following behind her, and Han Shuyao saw that he also ran over, holding a stack of colored papers in his hand.

Han Shuyao glanced at him uncomfortably, but didn't hear what Li Guo said.

Zhao Xinhua smiled awkwardly at her, and raised the leaflet she had left behind in his hand, on which were printed the three big characters of the Youth League Association.

Yesterday, Fan Jianren even taunted him, saying that the boss was dissatisfied with the leaflet he made, so he changed it again.

It was probably the one he was holding.At first he felt that being bumped into by an acquaintance in such an embarrassing situation helped him, and he probably died of embarrassment on the spot because of his embarrassment.But it doesn't matter anyway, he has a thick skin.

Fan Jianren didn't know what to do, and took the leaflet from his hand first, "Brother Hua, why did the leaflet fall into your hands?"

Zhao Xinhua shrugged and didn't answer.

The smile that came out of the corner of his mouth was a bit bitter.

Su Youqing had been with his father in various wine bureaus since he was a child, and he had a lot of ability to observe people's words and emotions. He could see that the atmosphere between Han Shuyao and Zhao Xinhua was a little stiff, and he didn't know what happened between them.

She pushed Han Shuyao, "Hey, I was injured because of you, you shouldn't be irresponsible."

Han Shuyao naturally also saw that she was helping her out, "Well, I will pay for the medical expenses"

Li Guo heard that Su Youqing was injured and went around her, "Sister Su, why are you injured?"

"It's okay, I just sprained my foot."

Su Youqing was dragged here because of him, which means that she was injured indirectly. Fan Jianren stood aside and dared not make a sound. Zhao Huaxin replied, "My family has very good iron medicine wine." The sentence "ancestral, very spiritual"

Han Shuyao looked at Su Youqing, fearing that she would not like it, so she said slowly, "Let's go to the school infirmary."

"No need." Su Youqing looked at Zhao Xinhua and nodded, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Zhao Xinhua didn't expect Su Youqing to say this, and quickly waved his hands, "No trouble, no trouble."

“My home is near the school, very close”

Su Youqing looked at Han Shuyao without blinking.

"What are you looking at me for"

"I can't walk"

Han Shuyao turned to look at Li Guo, who squatted in front of Su Youqing knowingly.

Su Youqing still looked at Han Shuyao, "She is an alpha"

"But she's your friend"

"Ao can't give or take a kiss?" Su Youqing paused, "What's more, she can't carry her back."

Han Shuyao's eyes were subtle, remembering the slap on her table when they met for the first time, "You can't move your back?"

Li Guo saw the contempt shown in her expression, his eyes choked up when he met Su Youqing, and he gritted his teeth, "Yes, I can't carry it on my back."

Han Shuyao looked at the boys around her, and resigned herself to squatting down in front of her.

Han Shuyao was walking around the school with Su Youqing on her back, keeping her eyes fixed and trying to ignore the frequent scrutiny of passers-by.

Su Youqing leaned on her back and leaned close to her ear, "Why is it that every time I see you, you are either fighting or on the way to fight?"

"You like to fight so much"

Just as Han Shuyao was about to refute her, she saw the leaflet she handed over in front of her, and the two bold and black characters of "fighting" just pissed her off.

"..."

An inexplicable sense of shame surged up.