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"Young Master Han, do you want to join a class teacher or a class teacher?" Xin Teng on the phone asked.

"The □□ group is divided into two?" Han Jin was surprised for a moment, and then decisively chose the latter one.

Class 1 of senior high school released the □□ group, Xin Teng pulled Han Jin into the group, and the group interface, which was originally full of chatter, suddenly fell silent.

[Hi everyone, I am Han Jin. ] Han Jin politely greeted the group.

Immediately afterwards, Yishui's [a message from Northeast Coconut has been withdrawn], [a message from Lebao has been withdrawn], [a message from the little dragonfly by the willow tree has been withdrawn]...

Han Jinzheng was curious, and a classmate sent a new message:

[Hexahedral Pastry: Huh?Why did you all withdraw?I haven't saved the picture yet? 】

[Hexahedron: Chen Zhuangzhuang, hurry up and repost, I want to send the photo of Young Master Han holding hands with Cheng Xi to my sister, hurry up. 】

The group was quiet, and none of the news that would flock to us when similar issues were mentioned in the past didn't show up at all. Maybe the owner of the phone finally found out that something was wrong. Soon, within five seconds, Han Jin saw it again. Two retract messages.

Han Jin scrolled up and saw many outdated messages that could not be retracted, and immediately understood what was going on.

It turned out that during the class break this afternoon, someone took a picture of him taking Cheng Xi to the infirmary to get bandaged, and then the students in the group chattered about him, saying that Han Jin really likes Cheng Xi very much.

Han Jin took a deep breath and decided to educate these stinky kids. Who knows that before he sent a message, there were suddenly a lot of emojis in the group, and the information he finally turned up was completely covered.

Han Jin: "..." It's too late to cover it up, students.

Originally, I wanted to send a message to let everyone treat Cheng Xi better and not bully him, but I couldn't say it at all.

However, since everyone is here, there must be something to post.After thinking hard for a while, Han Jin sent a message in the group.

[Zao Zao Zao Zao: Don't spread rumors, Cheng Xi is my classmate, a classmate of all of us, we should help each other. 】

[Zao Zao Zao Zao: Ying Dongbao, I remember you've been losing weight recently, right?How about sharing tomorrow's breakfast, lunch and dinner with Xu Lele?How thin do you think he has become? 】

[Coconut in the Northeast: Alright, Young Master Han@乐宝, I will take care of your three meals a day tomorrow. 】

The □□ group fell into silence again. Han Jin always felt that he was not very popular in this group. He even took the initiative to speak up. Why didn't others continue to chat?

……

Today is Friday, the day according to legend that Mu Zhiyuan talked to Cheng Xi.

Han Jin got up, packed up and went downstairs, and ate breakfast calmly with panda eyes under the surprised gazes of Han Cheng and Xia Xue.

"Son, did you not sleep well last night?" Xia Xue stared at her son's eyes distressedly: "Why don't you go to sleep for a while, mom called your head teacher to ask for leave."

Han Jin: "..." What if there is a doting mother who always hinders his progress?Waiting online, very urgent.

"Mom and Dad, let me ask you a question." Han Jin sat up straight suddenly, staring at Han Cheng and Xia Xue solemnly.

"You, you ask." Xia Xue swallowed guiltily.

"Do you think..." Han Jin pursed his lips, exhaled slowly, and continued to ask, "Can I get into University A with my own efforts?"

Xia Xue secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and touched the back of his son's head with a smile: "It doesn't matter if you fail the exam, your father can donate the library to A."

"Yes, yes, son, don't put pressure on yourself." Han Cheng exchanged glances with his wife, picked up the milk and drank it in one gulp.

Han Jin: "..." He shouldn't have asked.

"Aunt Zhang, please bring me a rice ball and put it in an insulated box." Han Jin yelled at the aunt beside him, met his parents' curious eyes, and explained:

"My classmate heard from me that the meat floss rice ball made by my aunt is very delicious, so he wanted me to bring him a taste."

"Oh? Which classmate?"

"Just..." Han Jin suddenly got stuck. Thinking of the group news last night, he rolled his eyes and said, "Just a classmate named Xin Teng. He is fat, so he likes to eat."

Xia Xue didn't ask any more questions, and told her son to ask for leave if he was sleepy, and then send him to the door.

"Son, are you sure you want to ride this bicycle?" Xia Xue stared at the bicycle under Han Jin's buttocks, feeling helpless: "I arranged a car and driver for you before, but you don't want it. Now I don't even take a taxi. This... ...how tiring it is to ride a bicycle."

"Mom... I can, really." Han Jin nodded solemnly, stepped on the pedals with both feet, and disappeared like a gust of wind.

The couple went back to the living room and sat down. The more Xia Xue thought about it, the more she felt uneasy. She nestled in Han Cheng's arms and asked, "How is it that you sent someone to investigate? I think my son has changed a lot recently. If that Cheng Xi is really always To cause trouble, to be friends with Zao Zao is just to get his money, then we..."

"I think the child looks okay, and the investigation will take time, so don't worry."

……

Arriving at school early, Han Jin walked into the classroom, and found that the chattering classroom was suddenly as quiet as a chicken. Several boys and girls who were leaning over to chat with the surrounding students sat back stiffly in their seats, holding books and reading silently.

Han Jin: "?"

"Young Master Han, you're here." Xin Teng, who had been slapped by his deskmate and had to come to Han Jin's seat to greet him, glanced at the many eyes secretly raised around him, swallowed, Put up a smiley face: "Then what, everyone will not discuss casually in the group in the future, really."

Han Jin opened his mouth, and suddenly realized something—his "prestige" in the class is really not a cover.

Although it was explicitly forbidden in the class to prevent the students from discussing him and Cheng Xi, in fact... Even if they discussed, he would not be very scary.

Not knowing what Han Jin was thinking, Xin Teng caught a glimpse of Cheng Xi entering the classroom from the corner of his eye, met the inexplicable cold eyes of the other party, touched his nose, and silently retreated to his seat.

"It's all your fault, why did you bring Young Master Han into the group when you have nothing to do?" Ying Dongbao slapped Xin Teng vigorously, but he only dared to speak in a breathy tone.

"You think I can refuse?" Xin Teng closed his eyes hard, and when he opened them again, he shook his head with tears in his eyes: "I think it's time to open the third group."

Seeing Cheng Xi walk in, Han Jin took out a small insulated lunch box from his schoolbag and patted it on the table: "Guess what I brought you?"

"Breakfast?" Cheng Xi's tone was a little cold, which was not so obvious in the cold wind blowing in from the window.

So much so that Han Jin didn't notice at all.

"How do you know?" Han Jin opened the box in surprise, and before he had time to show off his favorite meat floss rice ball, he saw the gauze on Cheng Xi's right hand, and suddenly became nervous, "You, what's wrong with your hand?"

Could it be that the green-haired mob is lurking at the door of Cheng Xi's house?No way--

Cheng Xi glanced at Xin Teng from the corner of his eye, and seeing that he was no longer looking at Han Jin's position, he closed his eyes slightly and softened his tone.

"Scratches."

Han Jin frowned and stared at the back of Cheng Xi's right hand, remembering what the school doctor said when he took Cheng Xi to the infirmary for the first time, even if Cheng Xi should go to the infirmary to re-bandage.

"Yeah." Cheng Xi didn't refuse this time, but when he walked outside the door, he found that Han Jin stood still and refused to leave.

In response to Cheng Xi's slight frown, Han Jin touched his nose, cleared his throat and said, "Then what, I haven't recited the text from last night, you, you go by yourself?"

Cheng Xi: "?"

From the corner of her eye, she glanced around at the students in the classroom who were looking up at the door, and found that someone was secretly taking pictures with a mobile phone. Thinking of the news in the group chat last night, Cheng Xi felt cold again.

It just so happened that Xu Lele was walking towards the classroom from the outside. Cheng Xi pressed the back of his right hand hard when no one was paying attention.

"hiss……"

"What, what's the matter?" Han Jin looked nervously at the back of Cheng Xi's hand, and found that there was faint blood oozing from it. He turned to Xu Lele, closed his eyes tightly and then opened them: "Xu! Le! Le!"

Xu Lele, who just walked into the classroom because she didn't dare to disturb Han Jin and Cheng Xi, turned her head blankly: "Huh?"

"Go and recite the text, I won't go to the infirmary anymore." Cheng Xi's tone was cold, and he lowered his hand, letting the gauze on the back of his right hand slowly turn red, but he didn't care.

"No, no, no, I won't recite the text, I'll go with you. I'll recite it when I come back." Han Jin took Cheng Xi's wrist and walked out, feeling secretly sulking.

If it hadn't been for his hesitation just now, Cheng Xi's right hand would not have been bruised.

After the two left, Xin Teng grabbed Xu Lele's arm: "You're done, you're done, you're done!!!"

Xu Lele: "? Me, what's wrong with me?" Is it because I didn't say hello?

It can be said that Han Shao clearly stipulated that as long as Cheng Xi is present, don't talk to him.

……

From the first class in the afternoon, Han Jin was very nervous, not to mention reading after class, even during class, his mind was rarely distracted and then distracted.

Cheng Xi sat on the sidelines and watched coldly, Han Jin's eyes were full of confusion, and after a few breaths, they became inexplicably firm.Not long after, he was confused again, and then again, angry again.It's like changing faces all afternoon, I don't know what's going on in my little head.

Until the bell rang for the last class, and Mu Zhiyuan walked into the classroom with a book, Han Jin's unpredictable emotions instantly concentrated to one point—angry and firm!

Cheng Xi looked at the podium and saw Mu Zhiyuan staring at him with a smile on his face, it was something called "provocation".

The corner of Cheng Xi's mouth hooked slightly, and the smile disappeared around his mouth.

Almost in the blink of an eye, some kind of contest that only the two of them felt was slowly going on. There seemed to be two invisible swords fighting in the air, and the cold light hurt people's eyes.

Then in the next second, Cheng Xi's elbow was suddenly touched by someone, pia, the sword fell to the ground, and disappeared without a sound.

"Don't laugh at him, he's bad." Han Jin approached Cheng Xi's ear and whispered.

When speaking, he kept his eyes on the podium, saw Mu Zhiyuan turned to look at him and smiled, and immediately shivered and sat upright.

And Cheng Xi, without Han Jin's knowledge, the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually became real.