I who pretended to be a bully have feline sequelae

It was all the fault of the one surnamed Song, who laughed at himself inexplicably, as if he would lose face if he didn't come with him.

Yes, just that.

But... it's still too late to go now.

Wen Yu glanced at the scene and saw that no one was paying attention to him, so he quietly put the things on his lap to the seat aside, and casually tore off a girl's clothes, "This is Song Qiulin's coat and water, remember when she ends up give her."

After explaining, she stood up and left regardless of the girl's reaction.

"Wen Yu."

!

Wen Yu turned around, "Why are you calling me! My sister is very annoying" written all over her palm-sized face.

Song Qiulin seemed unaware of her irritability, "Can you help me get my watch? It's inconvenient to play with it."

There are so many people here, can you just give it to anyone!

"Oh."

Song Qiulin handed the watch to her palm, his slender eyes were bent, and he said softly, "Thank you."

"..." Damn it, the mood suddenly changed for no reason.

Is this the legendary appearance crit?

It was absolutely impossible for Xiaobawang to admit such a shameful thing, so he spent the next half hour watching the match with an obvious irritability on his face.

"Hey, let's sit down a bit..."

"Why, this is the middle, look the most carefully."

"Ahhh, look at Song Qiulin's serve, the lines of his arms are so beautiful!"

Wen Yu cast a cold glance at the bluffing girl, and the female companion who proposed just now hurriedly dragged her away by her collar.

"Go to the side and have a look, can't you see Wen Yu sitting in front of you!"

"Wen, Wen Yu?" The girl finally realized, "Sorry, I didn't mean to shout so loudly."

Wen Yu didn't answer, but raised his finger to his lips to make a silent gesture.

"But don't they have a bad relationship? Why do you still watch Song Qiulin play?"

"You ask me, I don't know, just focus on your goddess."

The people on the field took off their jackets at this time, and more than 1000 people in the school wore the same white short-sleeves on her like brand-name sportswear.

Song Qiulin's good looks are different from those static beauties, and there will never be a situation where "one movement destroys everything".

When she was sullen, she was more repressed and serious than Wen Ziyang, but when the corners of her lips curled up and looked at you smiling, it was a completely different feeling.

Specifically, Wen Yu, a science student, couldn't describe it. She only knew that her ears were always hot for no reason, and sometimes her palms would sweat.

"Oh!"

The white ball was exerted by Song Qiulin's palm, and it flew towards the opponent in a fast and long arc in the air.

When she jumped up, the wide hem of the dress would also rise up, followed by revealing a small half of her tight waist.

The girl's long black hair is tied up high, and every time she jumps up and down, it will swing in a beautiful arc. Occasionally, when she turns around, there will be a few strands of hair wrapped around her neck. At that time, she will quickly brush it away with her hands, concentrating on it His eyes always follow the position of the ball.

The second the ball was out of the opponent's attacker's hand, she tensed her leg muscles and squatted down to prepare for the jump. The standard preparation posture was comparable to a cheetah ready to go when hunting, containing explosive power and bloody grace.

"Class one!" Score.

Panting for a moment, Song Qiulin passed the ball to Zhang Youyuan who was beside him, and his gaze that had been entwined with the ball just now suddenly turned towards the audience, facing Wen Yu who was fascinated by watching the game at some point.

She froze for a moment, and the eyes that lost focus regained their focus. She stared at Song Qiulin across half of the court, and only frowned when she was stared at by those clear eyes, feeling a little uncomfortable. Touched the right side of the chest.

What's wrong with you recently?It hurts to move.

In the second half, Wen Yu's gaze stopped wandering over the court, and he concentrated on studying the watch in his hand.

Well, the texture of the strap is quite good, and there is no obvious mark on the place where the buckle is buckled, but it can also be seen that its owner usually buckles it on the penultimate slot.

Wen Yu compared the length of the strap with his thumb and index finger, and then looped it around his wrist, which was half a knuckle longer than hers.

Turning it over and looking at it, I found that the workmanship of this dial is also very fine, and the small details are handled well.

Make a note of the sign, and next time, come over from Jiangjiang's pit as a birthday present.

perfect!

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" After the sharp whistle came an anxious voice, "Get out of the way! Get out of the way! That girl! Hey!"

"Wen Yu!"

Why are you calling me?

Wen Yu raised her head impatiently. Before she could see which bastard was calling her name, something hit her head hard. Then, the back of her head hit her and she fell backwards. She even hit her body. Before he could feel the pain on the ground, his brain sank into a daze.

"It's dead!"

"Damn it! I just passed out..."

"Nose, nosebleeds are coming out!"

nosebleed?

No, no, Wen Yu struggled to move her fingers in a half-dream and half-awake state. She has maintained a cool and stylish image for so long, and she must not be ruined just because of these two lines of nosebleeds.

She is a cruel and terrifying campus bully, and such embarrassing things as nosebleeds in public must never happen!

It's a pity that there were so many people present, but no one reached out to help her wipe her face.

Infirmary

Jiang Jiang never expected that Wen Yu would make him, an older brother, feel needed so quickly.

He and a few boys in the same class were halfway through playing basketball when they saw a girl rushing up from the other side of the playground, before she could even see her face clearly, she was grabbed by the arm and dragged away in a hurry.

Fang Yang pulled Jiang Jiang up and ran, talking while running, panting heavily.

"Quick! Quick! Wen Yu, something happened to Wen Yu!"

"What happened?"

"That's right, just now, she was sitting in the auditorium, and then, Song, Song Qiulin... and I—"

"What's the matter, why don't you take a break and finish it all at once?" Jiang Jiang watched Fang Yang running out of breath and worried for her.

"Dizzy!" Fang Yang patted his chest, "I passed out from being hit by the ball."

Jiang Jiang raised his voice, "Who smashed it!"

"Song, Song, Song..."

"Song what Song, I will ask myself!"

Knowing that his sister was being bullied, Jiang, the sister-in-law, strode forward. The flames in his eyes almost burned his hair, and his vigorous figure disappeared from Fang Yang's sight.

"Pa——" the door of the infirmary was pulled open heavily, and Jiang Jiang, who was 1.8 meters tall, went there and blocked the exit, "Whoever smashed Wen Yu, come out!"

……

"I."

Song Qiulin, who was sitting by the hospital bed, stood up, calmly, "Don't disturb her, let's go out and talk."

Jiang Jiang: "Why are you?"

The Jiang and Song families have a close relationship, not only because of Mrs. Song's warm and hospitable character, but also because of the close business cooperation with the two companies.

If it was Song Qiulin who beat Wen Yu, Jiang Jiang would not be sure if he wanted to take revenge... The point is, why is it that she was the one who caused the trouble, and the person who was called out to stand for punishment with a face of self-criticism was himself the victim? brother?

Song Qiulin nodded at Fang Yang, handed the wet towel to her, and walked out sideways.

"She was injured because I didn't pay attention to the game. I will pay for the medical expenses and compensation. When Wen Yu wakes up, I will also express my apology to her, and let you go for nothing."

Jiang Jiang: No, you apologized right away, so what lines do I have to say?Where does my blood go!

"I'm here, there's something I want to ask you clearly." Jiang Jiang straightened his waist and raised his chin slightly, trying to use his height to suppress the calm and calm girl in front of him.

"Ah."

"Two days ago, I heard someone say that you bullied Wen Yu in the toilet. Is it true?"

Song Qiulin was stunned for a moment, and began to have some doubts about the identity of his client.

Are you sure she bullied Wen Yu that time in the toilet?

"This matter is a misunderstanding."

"What kind of misunderstanding?"

"You may have to ask yourself about this, she doesn't want me to tell others." Song Qiu raised his eyelids, and gave him a light look, "What is the relationship between the senior and Wen Yu?"

"Me?" Jiang Jiang paused, then pointed his thumb at himself, very proudly, "I am her brother."

elder brother?

It is slightly different from the "boyfriend" Tang Yi said.

But... If I remember correctly, the Jiang family should have only one son.