ten years of love

About Bingjie, I will not continue to talk about Bai Yan.

On the day we left, the sky was not beautiful and the wind was blowing very hard.For those of us who live here.All of a sudden, losing a long-time friend is very difficult.

Bingjie dragged the suitcase, holding the formalities papers in his hand.Standing alone at the gate of the school, looking at us with teary eyes.We watched him off together, and no one stepped forward to say anything to him.

At that time, everyone was just crying and couldn't care about anything else.

The school Bingjie went to was called Anran Middle School. It was a private school. The facilities were not very good, but the management was very strict.According to Bingjie's assault situation some time ago, it is estimated that he can do something good somewhere.

The next day, my young master, I couldn't bear to go to Yangjie.He is the best counterfeiter among us.As soon as Bingjie left, I felt very uneasy. I always thought, go and have a look. Although it won't be of much help, it's good to know the situation.

But this kid actually told me about the conditions.He leaned obscenely next to my ear and whispered, "Why is your IQ so low? I want to know about you and Gong Mingjun."

Suddenly, my head exploded, thinking this kid is too cruel.Gossiping to such an extent.

The situation where the young master Phantom Bingjie was abused.

Bingjie, who entered Anran School, was targeted by a group of strong men.Because of his prominent family background and handsome appearance.They took away a large number of female suitors.

But he didn't feel it at all, talking and laughing with the group of girls all day long, completely unaware that he had gotten himself into trouble.In the classroom, the teacher kept asking him questions and using various obscure words.Tell him, "You are a transfer student, don't be so arrogant. Good grades don't necessarily mean you can enjoy good treatment from me. You'd better keep yourself safe."

When it was time to eat at noon, everyone else was enjoying the food.Bingjie was surrounded by a large group of girls, who kept picking up vegetables to feed Bingjie.

In desperation, Bingjie kept silent and refused to eat anything.Because, he doesn't look like being strangled to death.Those girls harassed him every day, not allowing him to rest for an extra minute, let alone clean himself up.

In the evening, when everyone returned to the dormitory to rest.Bingjie couldn't bear the stench of eight people in one room.He walked to the corridor in great pain and looked at the moonlight.

Unexpectedly, the uncle who manages the dormitory.Just treat him as a student who violated discipline.Report directly to the principal.Now, the morning broadcast turned into Bingjie's criticism meeting.From morning to night, he kept replaying his mistakes.

Finally, it's time for class.The speakers stopped playing.The teacher found Bingjie and gave him all kinds of education, slamming him on the head.The meaning is simple: "If you can go up, go up, if you can't go up, catch up and leave. Don't make trouble here."

In class, the teacher first talked about Bingjie's mistakes.All kinds of language attacks, all kinds of exaggerated education.He was so ashamed and sulked all day long.Girls pester him every day, not giving him any room to breathe.

Those boys kept praising his "great achievements." They didn't hesitate to teach him with their fists.High-pressure studies all day long.The female suitors who don't understand him, the boys who keep looking for trouble for him.There are also teachers who don't pay attention to him.

Such pressure and hurt, he was a discarded person.How can we afford it, if we don't appear in his life in time.It is estimated that Bingjie's life will be spent in mourning.

In the end, Yang Jie promised me to make a fake student ID.But on condition, come with me.In fact, I really don't want to take him there.He is this person, some people come crazy.

In case, he saw that Bingjie was wronged.The little anger did not break out in bursts.Then, Bingjie had to be punished for making friends carelessly and violating discipline.

"You don't have to go, really. I'll just have a look and come back."

"Zixuan, don't let me go with you. Then I'll call An Ran's teacher and tell An Ran's teacher that someone is sneaking around in the school with a fake student ID."

Suddenly, I wanted to beat him up.I have never seen such a difficult person, they are all in the same class, it is right to help each other, we can't be so philistine.

In the end, I was forced to compromise his terms.However, he asked me to cook for Bingjie.In Yang Jie’s words, “In boarding school, the food is really to exercise one’s tenacity. I’m not afraid that you won’t eat it, but I’m afraid that the menu will not be changed once in ten years.”

We who live in one conjoined body don't know the outside situation at all.When Yang Jie said this, my heart skipped a beat.He ran to the school kitchen in a hurry and cooked all kinds of dishes.There was also a lot of delicious soup at the end.

When we entered Anran Middle School, we were very nervous.But the prosecutors didn't see that our brand was fake.This is for us.very happy.

When he found Bingjie's class, he was explaining a topic to a girl.After seeing that serious look, the young master felt that he might have some special relationship with this girl.

At noon, I don't go to eat, but stay in the classroom to give lectures.Got water in your head?I have never seen such enthusiastic students.

"Bingjie, your complexion is much worse than when you left. I asked Zixuan to make some delicious food for you. Eat some."

Yang Jie lay down in front of the girl, looking at the girl with bright eyes.

The girl has fair skin and two dimples on her face.Especially charming smile.Looks very pure.It is estimated to be the school belle.Under the guise of a problem, I came here specifically to get close to Bingjie.

"What's your name, I was going to bring it. You don't need to pretend to be kind."

"Yes, you care so much about Bingjie, no one can compare to you."

Yangjie said to me sourly.To be honest, it was the first time I entered a closed education school.I was really nervous. When I first entered the classroom, I thought I made a mistake.The desks are full of test papers and books.If not, I am a middle school student, and I thought this was a place for high school students.

Bingjie couldn't wait to open the lunch box, and ate with big mouthfuls.That appearance, indescribably poignant.Think about it, they are all self-cooking people in a conjoined body, and suddenly, they go to eat in a crowded cafeteria.Don't mention how uncomfortable this taste is.

Yang Jie saw that when the girl ignored him.Very witty, he picked up all the test papers on Bingjie's desk.At first, I didn't know what he meant.

When he said to Bingjie who was drinking soup, "As a brother, I can't see you suffer like this. Let me help you share some."

do you know?Grandpa, my head is almost dizzy.I didn't hit it, but I was scared.In Bingjie's words, "Every test paper, after writing, make a copy, and then write. Until ten sheets are filled."

Such a huge project is indeed the style of Anran Middle School.