The school bully's little pity is soft and sweet

The next day, Lin Luo got out of bed quietly. He wanted to make breakfast early, but unexpectedly, his aunt came earlier than him.

"Little classmate, come and eat." Auntie greeted him warmly.

Hey, I really can't help at all here.

It seems that the only way to thank Ye Lin is to clean the place spotlessly...

Just as he was thinking, Lin Luo saw Ye Lin walking into the restaurant with a serious face.

Young Master Ye was very upset at this moment.

In the morning, I raised my hand to feel empty, and when I opened my eyes, I found that the little guy was not by my side.

The early morning cuddling and cuddling that Ye Lin fantasized about before going to bed is gone.

But when he saw the little guy sitting upright with his little hands on his knees obediently waiting for him to eat, he couldn't get angry with him again.

Hey, I really fell.

Ye Lin raised his eyebrows and said, "Wait for me?"

"Ok!"

"Eat quickly."

"it is good!"

……

In the school security room, the uncle on duty was sleepy, but his waist was straight and he didn't dare to show his breath.

Why do the principal and Prince Ye have to watch the surveillance when they get up early in the morning?

And he didn't receive the notice the day before.

"Here, stop for a moment." Ye Lin pointed to the screen on the monitor screen and said.

"At this time, other surveillance cameras in the dormitory building are helping to find out." The principal added.

The uncle on duty hurriedly obeyed the order and connected all the videos that could be recalled to the instrument one by one, lest he be a second late and lose his job.

The video was playing silently, and several people were staring at the screen, trying to find the prisoner who sprayed paint in front of Lin Luo's gate yesterday morning.

However, I don’t know if the monitoring angle in the stairs was originally like this, or it was adjusted by someone with a heart. It cannot see the complete situation in front of Lin Luo’s bedroom door.

Ye Lin frowned, this sense of powerlessness in punching but not knowing where to hit made him feel irritable.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Lin Luo, who had been sitting obediently on the chair by Ye Lin, exclaimed.

"What's wrong? What did you find?" the principal asked hastily.

He already clearly felt that Young Master Ye was in a bad mood.

And often when Young Master Ye is in a bad mood, it means that some people are going to be unlucky.

And now, this "someone" is likely to be him and some goddamn Ann in his school who doesn't care about the camera!

So this little classmate, please tell me some useful information!

"It's not..." Lin Luo was a little scared when pressed by the principal.

Ye Lin put his hand on Lin Luo's shoulder, and softly comforted him: "It's okay, you can say whatever you think of."

After all, he gave the principal a cold look.

Principal: ... Boom!

Lin Luo nodded, pointed to a person on the screen with his little finger and said, "I seem to have seen this person before."

Of course, people in the school may have seen it!What nonsense is this little classmate talking about... The principal feels even more desperate...

Ye Lin would not take Lin Luo's words seriously, and the little guy had his reasons for saying so.

Therefore, he said to the security guard: "Is there any other video from other angles?"

The security uncle nodded, and hastily released the videos from all angles.

Looking at the boy in the picture, Lin Luo fell into thinking, where did he meet him?

It must not be school, it is...

"what!"

"What's the matter?" The principal felt that this matter seemed to have something to do with it, as if it really wasn't nonsense.

"He's from my hometown." Lin Luo looked at Ye Lin and said with certainty.

"Quickly find out who this person is." The principal hurriedly said to the security uncle.

fellow?

If it is someone who has known the little guy before, it is definitely more likely to know his secret.

The security uncle opened the locked cabinet door behind him, and hastily flipped through the roster of No. [-] Middle School.

This kung fu, at first glance, is the hand speed of being single for 50 to [-] years.

"I found it, I found it."

Uncle Security took out one of the pages and handed it to the principal.

"Class One, Senior One, Zhang Fan?"