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As soon as Dong Lesheng's words fell, Zhou Jinye suddenly raised his eyelids to look at him, his originally calm eyes seemed to be caught in a layer of fire.

His expression was still the same as before, flat without a smile, nor mixed with anger.

But Zhou Jinye suddenly raised his foot, and when no one expected it, he raised his foot and kicked Dong Lesheng hard in the stomach.

His kick was really hard, and Dong Lesheng, who was tall and burly, flew out like a cannonball, and his back hit the bed heavily.

Grinning his teeth in pain, he tried not to yell out, and cursed at Zhou Jinye: "You're fucking sick, aren't you?"

The cigarettes in Song Xu's hands couldn't be held anymore, and they fell to the ground unsteadily.

Damn, why did Zhou Jinye do it?

At first they just thought that Zhou Jinye was not easy to mess with. After all, he went to bed on time every day, never came in late or left early, and never smoked. I heard that he even handed over his phone to the teacher.

This kind of person shouldn't be a good student, why is he so ruthless?

Moreover, Zhou Jinye's exertion and retraction when he just lifted his foot were exceptionally clean and neat. It is estimated that he has either practiced or is used to fighting.

Song Xu's eyes widened and he glanced at Zhou Jinye.

He was still obediently wearing his school uniform, with his red and white jacket open, revealing the black T inside.

Zhou Jinye's eyes didn't seem to be emotional, and his emotions didn't seem to fluctuate even after he kicked someone. He just stood not far away, staring at Dong Lesheng coldly.

His thin and pale lips were pressed down, and his pupils were as dark as ink that could not be melted, so dark that it was terrifying.

Zhou Jinye just kept looking at Dong Lesheng who was lying on the ground, as if as soon as he got up, Zhou Jinye would make another kick.

Dong Lesheng was sweating profusely from the pain, and struggled to get up from the ground. Now he was so angry that he didn't care, he yelled at Song Xu and the others: "Damn it, what are you waiting for, hit him!"

Song Xu woke up suddenly, but looking at Zhou Jinye, he didn't know whether he should do it or not.

All of them have a few serious crimes on their backs. They said that if they didn't commit any crimes this year, they would disappear like this. But if they make troubles again, they might be detained in school for observation.

But now, he looked at Zhou Jinye hesitantly.

Fighting in the dormitory is not a big deal, as long as no one pokes it out.

"Damn!" Dong Lesheng held his back and continued to scold, "Are you fucking brothers? Seeing me being beaten like this, are you still brothers?"

Song Xu was still calm, but the other people rushed up directly.

Their fights have always been disorderly, and they have always won by relying on numbers.

Zhou Jinye watched them rushing over, and frowned impatiently. He originally wanted to strike directly, but he seemed to have thought of something, so he just took a step back and didn't let them hit him.

But still couldn't resist the crowd, Zhou Jinye was grabbed by the neckline and pulled forward.

Someone raised a fist and threw it at him. Zhou Jinye could obviously dodge it, but his eyes flickered, and he received the punch silently.

His face was turned slightly, but Zhou Jinye's expression was still extremely calm, as if the punch hadn't hit him.

But at this time-

The door of the dormitory was pulled open suddenly, Song Xu and the others didn't even have time to clean up the bed and the mess on the floor, they were scolded sternly.

"Dong Lesheng! It's you guys again, isn't it? Every day at school, you just cause trouble. Did I warn you?"

The person on duty tonight happened to be the teaching director, surnamed Bi, who has always been known for his fierceness, and he is not soft at all when punishing people.

Director Bi has reached middle age and is not fat. With a straight shirt tied in his trousers, he glanced at everyone in the dormitory without anger, and shouted: "You all follow!"

Li Huan, who was following Director Bi, heaved a sigh of relief. Seeing that something was wrong, he stood near the door again and slipped out.

He was considered a half-witness and had to go.

Dong Lesheng and the others are now like chickens waiting to be slaughtered, they don't even dare to vent their anger, let alone turn their heads to threaten Li Huan.

Li Huan was already broken, he didn't know about Zhou Jinye's beating, he only saw the wound on his face: "Damn it! Did they really beat you?"

Zhou Jinye lightly touched the wound on his face with his fingers. He didn't have a mirror, so he couldn't see the wound on the corner of his mouth, so he said lightly, "It's okay."

Anyway, it must not be as hard as his kick on Dong Lesheng's stomach, and he used ten percent of his strength for that kick.

He walked at the back, and he could see Dong Lesheng who was still so painful that he couldn't straighten up.

All the lights in the teaching building from the first floor to the sixth floor were extinguished, only the lights in the Academic Affairs Office were still on.

Director Bi was sitting on a chair, and they stood in a row in front of them, not as foolish as they were just now.

Director Bi raised his head and glanced at Li Huan: "Li Huan, tell me."

Li Huan was waiting for this moment, he stepped forward, and added embellishment: "Dong Lesheng and the others were smoking in the dormitory, and Zhou Jinye told them to stop smoking nicely, but they not only refused to listen, they even scolded Zhou Jinye!"

He pointed to the wound on Zhou Jinye's face indignantly: "Look, Director! They are still beating people!"

"Sleeping..."

Dong Lesheng wanted to curse subconsciously, but under the sight of Director Bi, he held back. He was not wearing a school uniform, and there were big footprints left by Zhou Jinye on the gaudy printed short sleeves.

He sneered, and pushed his clothes away. There was an obvious red mark on his stomach. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell how hard the kick was.

Dong Lesheng said: "Zhou Jinye made the first move!"

Li Huan was speechless, and he gave Zhou Jinye a complicated look——damn, I obviously went to find my teacher, why are you still so breathless!

Both of them were wounded, and the nature of the fight changed, from unilateral bullying to mutual fighting.

Director Bi is used to these things, he first knuckles the desk and said: "Take out your cigarettes and lighters first."

Dong Lesheng and the others reluctantly touched their belts, took out the cigarette case and lighter, and put them on the desk.

"Smoking is not allowed in the future. If I find out again, you can go home directly."

After Director Bi finished speaking, he raised his head and met Zhou Jinye's eyes.

The boy's eyebrows and eyes were cold, and he stood up straight. He didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, as if he had done nothing wrong.

Director Bi immediately thought of the scene just now, the tall boy was surrounded by the rest of them, he should be the weaker side, but his expression was indifferent as if he was watching a child's play.

Director Bi rubbed his brows with a headache and said, "Notify your parents first."

Dong Lesheng's expressions changed instantly, some were indifferent, some were even relieved, and some turned pale.

Zhou Jinye's pupils dilated slightly, this is the first time his expression has changed since just now.

They lined up and used Director Bi's mobile phone to call their parents one by one.

"You guys are all in the third year of high school. You have to spend your mind on your studies every day. If there are conflicts in the dormitory, don't solve them yourself. You should tell the teacher."

Director Bi was still chattering about something, but Zhou Jinye couldn't hear a word. He looked up at the clock—it was almost 10:30.

Lin Juexiao... Could it be that he is already asleep, and if he caused trouble, would it disturb Lin Juexiao?

Does Lin Juexiao think that he is the kind of bad student who knows nothing about learning and skills, and only knows how to fight....

"Hello!" He was lost in thought, but Dong Lesheng stopped him angrily, "Take it away, the phone."

Zhou Jinye picked up the phone and walked out the door alone without giving him a look.

He wanted to call Zhou Yuchen, but found that he had no memory of Zhou Yuchen's phone call, but he knew Lin Juexiao's by heart.

Zhou Jinye blew the cold wind outside for a long time, but he still didn't dial out the phone. He didn't press the dial button until his fingers were hanging in mid-air and a little numb.

As soon as the phone was connected, Lin Juexiao's polite voice came: "Hello, how are you?"

Zhou Jinye's throat seemed to be stuck, and he couldn't utter a word. Finally, Cai called out softly: "...Brother Juexiao."

"Jinye?"

Lin Juexiao recognized his voice at once. He should be having dinner outside, and the sound of clinking glasses came from the receiver.

Zhou Jinye heaved a sigh of relief, at least he didn't disturb Lin Juexiao's rest.

Lin Juexiao followed up and asked: "What's the matter, calling so late?"

"..." Zhou Jinye's voice became weaker and weaker, "I got into a fight with someone, and I might need you to come over."

Lin Juexiao was silent on the other end of the phone for a second, and for just that second, Zhou Jinye's heart seemed to stop suddenly.

In the end, Lin Juexiao just asked gently, "Did you get hurt?"

Zhou Jinye didn't expect him to ask this, the stinging wound on the corner of his mouth seemed to explode in an instant, he said: "No."

Lin Juexiao asked again: "Is that in the teaching office?"

Zhou Jinye said "hmm", but Lin Juexiao comforted him instead and said, "It's nothing, wait for me to come over."

Hanging up the phone, Zhou Jinye stood outside again to enjoy the cold wind. When he went in again, the rows of standing had turned into rows of sitting.

One leaning against the other, leaning over the desk to write a self-criticism.

Zhou Jinye walked over and took the pen and paper from the desk. He didn't want to stay with Dong Lesheng and the others, so he went to write on the desk in the corner.

He is also good at writing the review, but this time he wrote it unwillingly, or maybe because he was absent-minded, he couldn't squeeze out a word for a long time.

Just when Zhou Jinye was clutching his pen and his thoughts were confused, the door of the office opened.

——Lin Juexiao was the first to come here.

He ran quickly, panting against the door.

Lin Juexiao saw Zhou Jinye in the corner at a glance. He was taller than others, but the table was a bit shorter than others, and his long legs were bent aggrievedly.

Zhou Jinye has fair skin, and the red mark on his cheekbones has not faded away, which is particularly glaring on his skin.

The skin at the corner of his right mouth was also torn, but the blood on his lips had already clotted.

He was sitting in a small corner, looking up at Lin Juexiao, his eyelashes were thick black, and his pupils were darker than others.

When looking at Lin Juexiao, I was a little at a loss.

Lin Juexiao was a little distressed. He felt that Zhou Jinye was like a poor little boy who was bullied, and he still didn't dare to look for his parents.

The author says:

Jue Xiao really misunderstood his brother