When the fascinated people become cannon fodder

Ke Gan's voice was so loud that Shi An was startled by him, and subconsciously took a step back.

He raised his eyes, his eyes full of incomprehension, as if he didn't understand why the other party kept calling, and the calls were getting louder.

But at the same time as he was puzzled, the disgust in his eyes deepened, and it was more accurate to describe it with disgust. He looked at Ke Gan as if he was looking at some dirty garbage, and wished he could stay away immediately.

Ke Gan felt that Shi An's eyes were like a sharp thorn, piercing his heart directly, making him sore and painful.

He didn't know why he felt this way, but it made him uncomfortable.

Shi An had been looking at Ke Gan, and naturally noticed the change in Ke Gan's expression.

Ke Gan's complexion was already bad, and he didn't know what was wrong at the moment. It was getting worse and worse visible to the naked eye. His face was full of haze, as if he was about to throw his fist in the next second.

Shi An felt very speechless, he was the one being yelled out of nowhere, why is this person embarrassed and upset?

While slandering, he complained to the system, "Are people in the spiritual world so bad? He still has the nerve to lose his temper with me!"

Shi An didn't dare to look at Ke Gan anymore, he was afraid that this unreasonable person would make a move on him, just as he looked away and was about to take a step back, he saw Ke Gan's hand stretched out towards him.

His face was pinched.

Ke Gan's entire face was covered with dark clouds, as if a storm was about to come.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Unlike his expression, his tone of voice was very calm, so calm that it was almost gentle.

Shi An swallowed his saliva, "What, what look?"

He is not very good at controlling his emotions, and sometimes he doesn't even know when his emotions show up.

Ke Gan pressed his fingers slightly, Shi An's cheeks were squeezed by his fingers, and his lips were slightly opened.

Through the lightly parted lips, you can see the snow-white teeth and red soft uvula in the opponent's mouth.

Ke Gan couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

Shi'an doesn't like being pinched in the face like this. Now it's not like last night that there are ghosts haunting him and he dare not move. Now he is facing people, and he can refuse if he doesn't like it.

So he squeezed Ke Gan's arm with both hands, "Let me go..."

Ke Gan is a sports student, and his strength is much stronger than that of ordinary people. Shi An has known this for a long time, but he did not expect that the opponent's strength can be so strong.

He went up with both hands together, and he couldn't shake it at all.

Ke Gan just stared at Shi An's lips like that, as if he had been given a body-holding technique, until a biting cold wind blew, he was startled and let him go.

After letting go, he felt something was wrong. It's only August, when the autumn tiger is at its strongest, where is the cold wind coming from?

Not only Ke Gan felt the cold wind, but Shi An felt it too. The windows in the corridor were open, and occasionally the wind would blow in, but it wasn't as cold as before.

It was icy cold, like walking in the coldest city in the north under the moonlight in the cold winter, and he couldn't help shivering.

Seeing Shi An's movements, Ke Gan asked, "Did you also feel that wind just now?"

Shi An's skin was extremely delicate, and usually a light pinch would leave marks, but after being pinched so hard by Ke Gan, he felt his cheeks go numb.

The culprit who made his cheeks so painful and numb, of course, Shi An wouldn't give him a good look, so instead of answering Ke Gan's words, he strode aside and moved to the door of the office where the teacher could see It stopped only when it reached the range, and continued to hang its head like an ostrich.

Ke Gan felt the soreness in his heart come back again, even more painful than before.

He yelled again almost uncontrollably, "Why are you hiding? I'm asking you something, didn't you hear me?"

He wanted to reach out to Shi'an again, but this time he was restrained by a louder voice than himself.

"What are you shouting for?!"

As soon as a thick male voice came from the office door, several people turned their heads to look at it.

I saw a slightly bald middle-aged man coming out of the office. The system introduced that he was the teaching director of the third grade, surnamed Feng.

Director Feng walked up to Ke Gan with his hands behind his back, "What are you shouting for? How dare you shout when you're standing at the door of my office? This is a school! Do you think it's a vegetable market?"

"Did you yell just now? What does a student doll look like saying those filthy swear words every day?!"

"Look at your school uniform. It's nondescript. Are you here for school or for a circus performance?"

"And your hair, what color is it? The school rules clearly stipulate that you are not allowed to dye your hair..."

Director Feng originally wanted to scold these eight people for the night visit to the old teaching building last night, but before they came out, they heard a high-pitched "grass" from outside.

He was eating breakfast at that time, and he was thinking of finishing his meal before going to teach the student who dared to yell outside the office, but he didn't eat two bites, and he heard the voice just yelling again.

This time he really couldn't take it anymore, put down the half-eaten bun in his hand, walked out quickly, and scolded Ke Gan.

Because of his good grades, Shi An has only seen Shi An's kind and smiling face since he was a child, and he has never seen an angry teacher. He actually felt a little strange about this situation.

Especially when Director Feng transferred all his anger to Ke Gan, he felt that there were not all annoying things about Ke Gan at that moment, and he could help others bear most of the teacher's anger.

It's not good to think so, but Shi An really doesn't feel guilty, who told Ke Gan to bully him just now.

Director Feng spent about 10 minutes on Ke Gan's violent output. Seeing that the hostility on Ke Gan's face could not be contained and exploded, Director Feng finally stopped.

He let out a sigh of relief, and asked Shi Anjin, who looked the most well-behaved, to take out the cup for him, then took a big sip of water, and then stood a little further away, looking like he was going to output to the eight of them together.

Shi An swallowed a little uneasy, and asked the system: "I am such an obedient student who makes a mistake once in a while, will the teacher forgive me?"

The system replied: "Normally speaking, there is no human designation for your role. Your own experience and personality are people's impression of you, so it is still possible. You can pray."

Hearing what the system said, Shi An let out a long breath.

Then Director Feng started to get down to business, criticizing several people indiscriminately for the incident in the old teaching building last night.

It probably means that the old teaching building is going to be demolished and rebuilt. Usually, no one goes in to clean it. The inside is very messy. A few of them rushed in rashly, and it was still in the middle of the night, so it was easy to be dangerous. Then based on this point of view , Raised the violent output of the voice.

Director Feng is a teacher after all, no matter how angry he is, he will never speak beautiful Chinese, so he repeats only a few sentences, among which 'danger' appears most frequently.

This wave of violent output of Mr. Feng lasted for half an hour, and it didn't end until the morning self-study.

Halfway through, the water in the glass ran out, so he went in to get a glass of water.

After the criticism, Director Feng stood in the distance and glanced at several people one by one with gloomy eyes.

Shi An couldn't help but tighten his fingers, and began to seriously pray for the teacher to be gentler to him.

Fortunately, Director Feng's frowning brows relaxed when his gaze caught Shi'an.

"Shi'an, just a few of them, you... you don't usually seem like someone who would do such inconspicuous things, why are you fooling around with them this time?"

Shi An bit her lower lip and admitted her mistake with a very good attitude, "I'm sorry teacher, I was wrong."

Director Feng sighed, and waved his hand, "What you have done this time is really too much, you have to make a demerit, everyone should make a major demerit."

When Shi An heard this, he raised his eyes to look at Director Feng.

Didn't your attitude towards him soften just now?Why do you still remember it?

Director Feng naturally also saw his gaze, sighed again, and explained: "What you did has a very bad impact and must be severely punished."

The two classes in the morning were over, and it was time for exercises between classes. The matter of visiting the old teaching building at night finally came to an end.

Each of the eight people recorded a major demerit, and each person handed in a [-]-word self-criticism and signed by their parents.

Coming out of the office, Shi An's distraught was visible to the naked eye.

Ke Gan has always been used to being rebellious, so he didn't think there was anything wrong with it, but when he saw Shi An's appearance, the anger that had been calmed down in his heart rose again, with some inexplicable feelings, sour and angry. Just not happy.

Shi An walked towards the classroom with his head down, and Ke Gan followed behind him. When he was about to enter the classroom, he grabbed him by the collar and carried him over like a chicken.

Shi An was taken aback, looked back at him, and frowned instantly, "What are you going to do again?"

Ke Gan looked at him with downcast eyes, "Are you unhappy?"

Shi An was a little speechless, wouldn't anyone be happy if they got a demerit?Isn't this person asking nonsense?

He didn't want to talk to Ke Gan at first, but he didn't want Ke Gan to hold him by the collar all the time, so he answered 'yes' in a low voice, and lowered his eyes.

Shi An's voice was inherently soft, and he deliberately lowered his voice, so to Ke Gan's ears, that sound was different from that of a kitten.

Such a voice coupled with a perfunctory attitude successfully made Ke Gan even more irritable.

He took a deep breath, suppressed his anger and asked, "Why are you unhappy? Because of me? I let you be punished, do you have resentment against me?"

When Shi An heard the words, he raised his head again and looked at Ke Gan in disbelief.

Ke Gan's behavior now is no different from making trouble for no reason in his eyes.

He stared at Ke Gan silently for half a minute, and finally flinched.

Forget it, whoever made Ke Gan's fist so big could knock him down with one punch.

He tried to reason calmly with Ke Gan, "I didn't think what happened last night was your fault alone, so I don't mean to blame you."

"As for being unhappy, I'm really unhappy because I was demerited, but it's just because of the demerit. I didn't blame anyone, and I didn't think it was you who caused me to be demerited."

"I lost the previous bet. The old school building does have... If you want me to fulfill the bet, it's fine. You can choose a time."

"We didn't have much contact with each other, we were just classmates. If you don't like me making an unhappy expression in front of you, then I will avoid you in the future, so you don't have to always feel that I am blaming you and blaming you gone."

After Shi An explained seriously, he tried to pull his collar out of Ke Gan's hand. He thought he would be dragged back and beat him up, but he broke away from Ke Gan's hand easily.

Shi An hurriedly took two steps back, seeing that the other party had no intention of catching up, he felt relieved and walked back to the classroom.

The class bell rang, and the teachers came out of the office one after another to go to their respective classes.

Ke Gan woke up like a dream, looked down at his hands, a feeling of loss welled up in his heart, the sour feeling in his heart before came back, and it was even more serious.

He suddenly had an impulse, he wanted to pull Shi An out right now and ask: Do you hate me?

But just as he took a step forward, he heard a sound from the window, as if a strong wind had blown in.

Ke Gan felt the biting cold wind again, but this time the wind was far less gentle than the one at the office door, but full of attack power, as if turning into a sharp knife, stabbing him straight.

He felt a pain in his ankle, and then he fell and ate shit.

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