Accidentally made abusive texts into a tyrant

At four or five o'clock in the afternoon, after Ji Xianyu came back from a stroll with Mao Mao, he began to pack his schoolbag. He thought he should go to school directly later.

The time to prepare for the college entrance examination was already tight. Now that he has been alone at home with the heating on for so long and basking in the sun, his illness has healed up a lot sooner or later.

He packed his schoolbag and was about to send Huo Feihan a message saying that he would go back to school first, when he saw the door open and he came back.

President Huo is like a trapeze man, he is busy all day and doesn't know what to do, Ji Xianyu's eyes stopped on the brand-name bag he took from the assistant behind him as soon as he came back.

When President Huo saw that someone just came out of the room, he hummed and smiled, and put those bulging paper bags on the sofa as if borrowing flowers to offer Buddha.

I have a bad feeling.

Ji Xianyu touched his eyebrows, with a black schoolbag on his left shoulder, he had changed into his blue and white winter school uniform in advance, standing straight at the door, he looked like he had long arms and legs, and his facial features showed a sense of clarity that should belong to this age .

Before anyone could ask, he said it himself first: "Mr. Huo, I'm almost recovered from my illness. I'll go back to school later."

"Okay." He said easily.

Huo Feihan did not show the expected domineering tone of rejection, just when Ji Xianyu was about to pretend that he hadn't seen anything and just slipped away.

The shoulder strap on the other side of the schoolbag was hooked.

The corner of Huo Feihan's mouth curled up: "Why are you walking so fast, are you in a hurry?"

Really anxious.

Ji Xianyu calmed down, and stood obediently by the side, and then he saw a scene that would make him regret why he didn't find a way to leave——Huo Feihan bent over, slightly hooked his slender fingers, wearing a red dress The exaggerated clothes were brought out just like that.

"...?"

"Here are some padded clothes I bought for you for the New Year." Huo Feihan spread out the bright red XXXL padded jacket straight in the air. He half-closed his eyes and gestured at Ji Xianyu, although he felt that the sleeves seemed to be designed. His face was a little fatter, but he did not hide the "satisfaction" on his face. He said:

"Look at the weather forecast, the weather will drop a little in the next few days, or you can bring these to school too!"

The man's eyes are deep and charming, and there is an infinite stream of light shining with anticipation.

Ji Xianyu smiled, and chose to pinch out the light: "Aren't they new clothes for the Chinese New Year? Let's wear them when the time comes."

What a smart man Huo Feihan is, he immediately recognized the meaning hidden in the other party's calm words, he twitched the corners of his mouth in disbelief, and asked, "Are you rejecting the president?"

"..." Ji Xianyu took a step back without leaving any traces: "I have cotton clothes to wear now, the ones you bought... are really pretty, I will wear them during the Chinese New Year."

"!!" Huo Feihan's pupils trembled, and he caught a loophole in his language, and narrowed his eyes: "Actually, your real thought is that it doesn't look good?!"

"Ah."

As soon as the words fell, the two couldn't help but froze.

Ji Xianyu...

Oops, how could I accidentally tell the truth.

Seeing that President Huo was about to be beaten to death, Ji Xianyu pursed his lower lips, and wanted to comfort him: "It actually has its own beauty, but I can't appreciate it...Mr. Huo, you don't have to be so sad, otherwise I'm still wearing—"

Huo Feihan raised his eyes, but he couldn't see the depressed mood just now: "Okay! I still have a few more here, or you would all—"

"..." Ji Xianyu silently zipped up the gray padded jacket he was wearing, and said, "Mr. Huo still has time, you can ask someone to return it for you——I'm going to school, bye."

Then Ji Xianyu really left.

Huo Feihan stayed where he was with the cat, staring at the dog. After a long while, he aggressively raised the red padded jacket in his hand, which was despised by others.

It's beautiful, what's not good about it?

He still wore it every day when he was a child.

Forget it, since you don't like it, let my son wear it when he grows up.

Huo Feihan: QAQ

On Monday, the school canceled the flag raising because the snow started to fall.

The doors and windows of Class Three (3) were tightly closed, but they couldn't resist the lively chatter and chatter in the class, until the classroom door was opened, Lao Wang appeared at the door wearing a big black padded jacket with his hands behind his back. back.

The class was instantly dead silent.

With a cold face, Lao Wang pushed down his glasses frame and walked to the podium, pointing at all the unpleasant things in the class as usual: "Close the door, close the door and pull the curtains every day, are you a vampire? What a stinky smell! — Did someone bring food into the classroom again?"

The students in the seats were also like dead chickens, not daring to say a word.

There is no way, this is the majesty of the head teacher.

Old Wang turned on the computer, logged into the school official, and directly put the results of the monthly exam for the third class on the blackboard projector. He said with an angry face: "Look carefully, this is the last time. It's the monthly exam, and your average score has dropped by 28 points from the last time, what's going on?!"

Now it is the big class break, and the head teachers of almost every class in the entire corridor are telling the truth in the class that they are about to hear: "Your class is simply the worst class I have ever taught! Don't wait for the graduates I regret it from time to time, and even lowered the school's undergraduate rate!"

The students were silent and did not dare to speak at all.

According to the usual practice, Lao Wang will send this grade map to the parent group for public execution, but before that, he will let this group of students who are blessed but not blessed open their eyes to see their grades.

Li Minghao was extremely nervous, after all, it was related to whether he would sleep on the street when he returned home on Thursday, woo woo woo.

He huddled with his deskmate to keep warm, thought of something and glanced behind the table, only to find that the classmate at the back table, Ji Xianyu, seemed a little defiant... because he was actually writing a book about May Three that was about to be finished.

"..."

Unbelievable, a piece of chalk was hit on Li Minghao's head, Old Wang: "Li Minghao, what are you looking at, sitting or standing, do it well for me!"

Li Minghao hugged his head: errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

But by the way, why didn't I see Xianyu's grades?

In fact, their monthly test scores this time may be a little worse than before, but the fluctuation is within ten points. As for why the average score has dropped so sharply, it is because of a classmate in the back row, Wu Zufa.

Wu Zufa is a typical observation object of Lao Wang. Originally, according to his grades, he would not be sent to the third class, but the other classes were full when the school started.

Wu Zufa is tall and wide. His academic performance and attitude are the same as his dirty schoolbag. He is not very good.

Lao Wang zoomed in on the comparison of the total scores and asked, "Wu Zufa, you did a little badly in this exam. Don't you want to tell your classmates something?"

The classmate glanced at the numbers on the screen, not only retreating tactically.

Good guy, isn't this a little bit, basically every subject is double zero duck eggs, take it home!

Wu Zufa was still secretly making up his homework at this time, even if he was called out, he didn't have any idea, anyway, he was able to come to school to save face for his parents.

He smiled disdainfully, so he would not tell these ignorant classmates that before the monthly exam, he jumped out of the school and played games with friends in the Internet cafe all night.

Although people are pulling people, in fact Wu Zufa has no confidence, he said: "Say? Say what?"

Lao Wang smiled slightly: "This time the average score of the whole class fell from No.4 to No.8 because of you. Do you know how many thousands of miles it would be if this little score was put in the college entrance examination? ?”

Wu Zufa pouted, and muttered softly: "So what, isn't it only in the twenties? It's not No.1 from the bottom."

Hearing his tone of not wanting to cherish the time in school and study hard, Li Minghao secretly thought it was bad, but Lao Wang's reprimand did not follow, and instead he had a proud smile on his face.

"..."

What, what's going on?

Lao Wang didn't speak, instead he pulled the screen of the report card to the back with a smile, so that everyone could take a good look at the student who was the last one to announce the result.

"Fuck!??"

When everyone in the class saw a row of grade numbers on the big screen that were basically integers, they all blurted out.

Only then did they realize dully, according to Wu Zufa's demolition-like single-digit grades, how could the average score of their class be reduced by only twenty points... It turned out that Ji Xianyu's perfect grades were filled in.

Li Minghao's jaw was so shocked that he almost dropped his jaw. He narrowed his eyes and counted carefully, and found that it was really a whole number. Except for the deduction of [-] points for Chinese composition and [-] point for physics, all other subjects were shining full marks. ! !

This Made, I have never seen it before! ...

It feels like the year grades don't need to be released, Li Minghao can know with his eyes closed that Ji Xianyu, the transfer student who came over by air, will definitely be able to win the No.1 in the next class who hasn't moved for a long time.

When Lao Wang looked at Ji Xianyu, who was by the window in the back row, he put on a satisfied and kind smile on his face: "If it weren't for Ji Xianyu, we could really get the bottom No.1 in our year."

Receiving the cue from the head teacher, the students in the class immediately raised their paws and clapped and whistled. Suddenly, the sound of fanatical applause broke through the class, and they all made noise downstairs.

Wu Zufa, who had been reduced to the comparison group for a while and was still ignored by others, suddenly became furious. He stared viciously in the direction of Ji Xianyu, thinking, this little boy must have cheated...Made, how dare you plot against me? I wait