Rescue the Paranoid Villain boss[Quick Transmigration]

In front of Shi Qingyi, Jiang Zhiyi will always be a weak and bully little pitiful, like a helpless stray cat, who only dares to cower behind that person and cry quietly after being bullied.

Because she has no branches to rely on, Shi Qingyi will pity her, pity her, and let her live under her shelter. Once Shi Qingyi finds out that she is completely different from what she shows——

Jiang Zhiyi's fingers tightened quietly, and the blond girl leaning on the stairs looked at her with folded arms, her delicate and cold face showed no emotion.

She didn't dare to move, she just felt that the bucket of cold water poured on her body, her nails sank into the pale palm, outlining a pale crescent mark, waiting for the judgment that belonged to that person.

The world was extremely still for a while, even the wind was silent.

"Don't hurry up? Wait for others to come up?" Shi Qingyi was helpless. She did something bad and didn't run away, waiting for someone to react and come up to grab the bag?

Shi Qingyi grabbed her and ran, the hand holding her was warm, Jiang Zhiyi followed her and ran forward slowly, stumbled and couldn't even see the road clearly.

The heart that had sunk to the bottom slowly revived again, and climbed up from the abyss to the shore again. She hooked Shi Qingyi's fingertips, and the heart that was hanging in the air finally landed firmly on the ground.

Halfway through the walk, Qingyi suddenly stopped, Jiang Zhiyi didn't have time to stop, her forehead hit the girl's beautiful and thin butterfly bone, and she raised her eyes cautiously: "What's wrong?"

"There are surveillance cameras outside the teaching building." Shi Qingyi gritted his teeth. There are surveillance cameras installed outside each building on the third floor, but he doesn't usually look at them. He thought about installing two in the classroom before, but the students strongly opposed it for violating privacy. stop.

Before slandering Jiang Zhiyi for stealing things, he had to check whether there was a surveillance camera, but when he poured water, he was afraid of being caught by someone.

She herself didn't care, but Jiang Zhiyi was different.

Shi Qingyi took Jiang Zhiyi's hand, and the people behind her completely trusted her, as if they would follow her no matter where she went.

There is a storage room on the second floor of the teaching building, in which are the tables, chairs and benches that were destroyed and used by the school. Shi Qingyi has never been a good student, and it is not difficult to open the old locks of the school.

Jiang Zhiyi followed her to shield her from the sun and any prying eyes—commonly known as sentry.

The chain opened with a snap, and the light and shadow leaked in, causing the dust to fly in the air. Shi Qingyi coughed twice and skillfully found two relatively intact tables and chairs from the mountain of broken tables and chairs, and found a rag to wipe them clean. Chair.

The teaching building is not too far from the playground, and the cheers coming from there can be vaguely heard. Jiang Zhiyi reached out to hold Shi Qingyi's hand, but was subconsciously avoided.

The hand hanging in the air froze, the girl's eyes dimmed for a moment, then she quickly calmed down, raised her head and said softly: "There is rust on the hand..."

It probably got stuck on it while fiddling with the chain, a deep red mark was strangled on the palm of the hand, and was carefully wiped clean by someone on the hand. I don't know where it touched, Shi Qingyi hissed slightly, thinking The hand was held down again.

"What's wrong? Where does it hurt?" Jiang Zhiyi suddenly became nervous.

"It's okay." Shi Qingyi was about to pull her hand away at the beginning, but the always obedient and obedient person was surprisingly stubborn, she just didn't let go.

Lifting off the white sleeve revealed a glaring redness, where the thumb and wrist intersected, and even a bruise in a serious place. Jiang Zhiyi felt a throbbing pain in his heart, and dared not touch it: "Injured from playing volleyball?"

She had practiced a few times before the sports meeting, and she thought of the time when it rained last time, she wanted to lean on Shi Qingyi's arm and be dodged by her, and her heart softened again.

In other words, just avoiding yourself, didn't you hate yourself because you discovered your true face?

The gloomy mood turned clear in an instant, and she leaned over and blew on the girl's bruised wrist: "Does it hurt? Let me rub it for you."

"Follow you." The blond girl turned her face away and refused to look at her, but she refused to let her smoke, so she could only follow her.

The girl held her wrist seriously and rubbed it lightly. The small space was terribly quiet for a while, only the sunlight flickered on the corner of the girl's skirt, giving birth to an inexplicable sweetness for no reason.

Shi Qingyi felt a little awkward, took out the earphones and put one on for herself, and stuffed the other into Jiang Zhiyi's ear. The earphone cable was not long, so Jiang Zhiyi was able to lean on her body openly.

She cautiously leaned over, seeing that Shi Qingyi didn't refuse, but turned her face away, and in the dim light, she could only see a small white glowing slender neck and a delicate earlobe that was slightly red.

So she became confident and occupied the few spaces around the girl. It took a while before she had the courage to hug her arm, her voice was soft as if she was acting like a baby.

"If you don't like it, I won't do this kind of thing in the future, okay?"

I'll be very obedient, so can you leave me alone?

After a long time, Shi Qingyi didn't speak. When she became more and more anxious, Shi Qingyi stretched out a hand to adjust the phone, and the soothing love song in the earphones changed into fluent and fast English.

"Don't think about it." Shi Qingyi stroked her soft hair, how could she not know all the bullying she suffered, just the evil system that those people did in the past can talk about it for three days and three nights without repetition Yes, it's pretty good for Little Poor to only pour a bucket of water now, and in the future, she will start directly with her family ruined.

Shi Qingyi's eyes darkened, but her voice softened: "In the future, if someone bullies you, I'll bully you back. Don't do these things again."

After ten years of hard work, it is not worth it to waste all previous efforts in the last year for these scumbags.

"Okay." Seeing that she was not angry, Jiang Zhiyi breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly hugged her even tighter, as if she was afraid that she would go back and run away.

"I listen to you."

As long as you don't leave me, I will listen to you.

"Don't lean over," Shi Qingyi pushed away the approaching head with a finger, "Jiang Xueba, listen to the question."

"...I don't want to hear it."

"Then what do you want to hear?" Shi Qingyi handed her the mobile phone, thinking that it would be inconvenient to not have a contact tool, and in case something gets blocked and doesn't report, it is better to buy her a mobile phone.

"...wanted to talk to you."

"Didn't I just tell you?" Shi Qingyi almost laughed out loud.

Jiang Zhiyi hummed, and thought quietly in her heart, it's not enough, it's not enough, I don't want you to just pity me and protect me, I want you to be the only one in your eyes.

They snuggled together in a small abandoned corner, listening to the cheers and whistles on the playground in the distance, Jiang Zhiyi at that time felt that she had everything.

Unexpectedly, no one came to look for them. After the physical education class, everyone rushed back to the classroom. When they slipped back with the bustling crowd, Song Zhiming and Deng Sisi were no longer in the classroom.

The book is still in place, no one is in the classroom anymore, only the head teacher is at the end of the corridor with a livid face on the phone.

In less than half an hour, the parents of the two had already arrived at the school. Song Zhiming's father was a handsome man in a suit and leather shoes. He kicked Song Zhiming in the stomach when he slipped him from the office to the corridor. Song Zhiming fell to the ground in pain, his lips twitched and called Dad.

"You still have the guts to call me?!" The middle-aged man was furious, and heeled up again. This kick landed on his calf. Song Zhiming snorted and couldn't even stand still, unable to utter a word. .

The students in the classroom couldn't help looking out. The last class in the afternoon was politics. The teacher was a wise and easy-going old man in his 50s and [-]s. He knocked on the blackboard when he heard the sound: "Take it easy, don't look at it. Draw the curtains!"

The dark blue curtains were drawn shut with a clang, and the political teacher walked outside, chattering started in the classroom.

"What's the matter? Why is the monitor called a parent? Didn't the monitor have relatives in the school?"

"I heard that it seems that the Mediterranean caught me because of my relationship... I caught it on the spot, and I didn't even have a chance to quibble. The old class directly called the parents to come over, maybe I have to return one."

"Deng Sisi's parents seem to be here too, how could they be caught by Mediterranean Sea? Aren't the two of them always very careful?"

"What can I say, bad luck, the class before the physical education class was replaced by Mediterranean Sea, it seemed that something was missing, and when I came back from the classroom, I saw the two of them hugging and chewing together..."

The person who knew a little bit of the inside story also turned his head, and said a little inexplicably: "Where is it? The class next door came back early and said that they didn't get dressed yet. Our class leader looks quite serious. How could it be..."

Shi Qing's ears are very good, and when he can't hear clearly, let the system repeat it, and he probably heard everything.

Discussions and gossip discussions among classmates were in full swing, and I don't know how much exaggeration there is. Shi Qingyi couldn't explain all kinds of rumors that were getting more and more outrageous, and suddenly asked the system: "Do you think this is really an accident?"

system:"……"

Don't ask me, I don't know anything.

No matter how heated the gossip discussion is, it is impossible for someone to come to talk to Jiang Zhiyi. She sat quietly on the table and did her homework. Her neat and neat handwriting fell on the paper and was deliberately scribbled, imitating Shi Qingyi's handwriting .

"I'll write it myself." Shi Qingyi sighed, ready to take homework back.

She turned a blind eye to whether she could hand in her homework or not, and Jiang Zhiyi just made her the part that she had to stay up late to write when she returned home at night.

"Don't move," Jiang Zhiyi hugged the homework in her arms and kept her from moving. "Your hands are not ready yet, so you should give me some practice."

Like a food-protecting hamster.

I have never seen anyone guarding the homework, talking about strengthening exercises, these questions are to the extent that Jiang Zhiyi doesn't even need to type a draft.

Jiang Zhiyi leaned down to do her homework again, after writing for a while, she felt that Shi Qingyi's eyes kept falling on her, her ears turned red involuntarily, she paused, took out a piece of candy from her desk and stuffed it secretly into her desk Li: "Eat candy if you're bored."

Shi Qing Yisheng was pretty, and the number of people who gave gifts was countless. Basically, everything ended up in the trash can. In fact, she was still a little nervous, and then she heard the sound of the candy wrapper being torn.

Jiang Zhiyi curled the corners of his mouth imperceptibly.

——She treats herself differently from other people.

Not long after the political teacher went out, the beating and scolding stopped, and when he came back, his face was unhappy. Everyone started self-study consciously, and the whole classroom was completely silent.

The afternoon was still sunny and the night began to darken, with some gloomy wind and rain. Around six o'clock, Deng Sisi's parents also came. The old class probably led them to the Academic Affairs Office. When they went downstairs Chattering can also be heard.

"Mr. Gao, Mr. Chen, you all know that our family knows that they study hard, are usually honest, do things down-to-earth, and are monitors. They definitely won't fall in love and violate discipline. Not necessarily that girl, her hair is dyed, sure. It's not a good thing, she didn't seduce my son, how could my son fall in love?"

Song Zhiming's parents were still talking, and after a while, Song Zhiming's voice came: "...Yes, she chased me first, I was just curious, I couldn't help it, I..."

"Mr. Chen, look, it really is like this. We know that such a good student will be an excellent cadre every year!"

The noisy voice was very loud, while pushing and shoving forward and saying good things one after another, the classroom was as silent as a cicada, and there was no sound at all.

When everyone thought everything was over, a man's furious voice suddenly came from outside the corridor, followed by a loud slap. The man cursed: "Shameless thing, shame on you!"

The thundercloud rolling outside the window finally fell with a bang, followed by the girl's broken cry. The cry was piercing and shrill, almost piercing through the wall into the classroom.

Then the beating continued, until the man came out of the office and stopped the man, still scolding, shame, shame, shame...

Dun Sisi was still crying, leaning against the wall sobbing, and was supported downstairs, the curtains were drawn tightly, and only a vague shadow could be seen walking very slowly.

There was no sound in the classroom for a long time, only the patter of rain outside the window. The political teacher sighed: "I told you a long time ago, it's the third year of high school, it's time to calm down, don't fall in love, don't think about wrong ideas, review, for your own Thinking about the future is the big thing.”

No one dared to speak in the classroom, it was eerily quiet.

Shi Qingyi suddenly remembered the rules of No. [-] High School. When two people fall in love, one must drop out of school and the other must stay on probation. The future and love can only be chosen according to the school motto that they can understand when they enter the school.

"So, who chased who first?"

The system, which had been pretending to be dead for a long time, finally probed weakly: "Song Zhiming, it took me several months to catch up."

Shi Qingyi was silent for a while.

The seats for both of them were empty until after school in the evening. Their respective parents came to pack up their things and left in a hurry. The gossip in the class said that they went home to reflect for half a month.

Needless to say how tight the time for reviewing in the third year of high school is, now it is the second round of reviewing, and everyone knows how much the class will be lost if half a month is missed.

Moreover, this half month is only used to discuss and decide who to drop out of school. The third middle school is harsh and unreasonable in some aspects, and it is iron training to leave and stay.

When school was over in the evening, Jiang Zhiyi found an umbrella in advance and put it beside her, waiting for the time when Shi Qingyi’s hand hurts and the two of them hold an umbrella. Shi Qingyi lay on the table and didn’t want to move, so Jiang Zhiyi went to push her shoulders.

"The pharmacy is not closed yet, shall we go out and buy medicine for you?" The voice was so soft that it seemed to be coaxing her.

Shi Qingyi lay on the table with half of her face buried in her sleeves, only two dark eyes were exposed, and she suddenly asked her, "Do you know that the dean will be back?"

The girl didn't back away from her direct gaze, her eyes were pure and innocent under the bright lights of the classroom, as if they had been washed by the rain outside the window, they were clear to the bottom, full of innocence, and shook her head seriously: "Really not I."