[Comprehensive] Cultivate a brother who wants to die

When they entered the school the next day, Qingchen and his brother were stared at.Qingchen didn't expect that the news here would be so developed that a sentence said by her younger brother would be known to everyone in one night, and she would be able to find out exactly who said it.In this way, the plan will be changed a bit, he can't discredit his brother!

In fact, what Qingchen didn't know was that the person who dared to say those words so arrogantly hadn't appeared for several years.And the people who said these words before have all achieved the pinnacle of each field; as for those who have not achieved it, they are all conceited or... forced to have nowhere to go by everyone's life.

Now these scrutinizing eyes kept wandering around his younger brother, and even Qing Chen got a lot of credit.They just wanted to see if the person who said those words was the former, or the latter, or... had the potential of the latter.

The younger brother seems to be born to live in this kind of attention, and he doesn't seem to be at a loss at all, obviously he has no chance to receive this kind of attention in the past six years.He was able to face it calmly, but because he had so many more years of experience than his younger brother, why didn't he experience big storms?

When passing through a forest, Qingchen felt that there were only the two of them in the forest, so she asked, "Xiaojing, why are you so calm? Don't worry?"

The younger brother held his head up, with a look of disdain: "There's nothing to be afraid of, it's really not gorgeous. It's their blessing for me to show them."

Qingchen: "..."

Qingchen shook her head, took her younger brother's hand, and felt that his hand was wet and cold.Still sweating, Qingchen smiled secretly, tightened her hands, and said: "That gorgeous Mr. Atobe, it's time for us to go to class, otherwise we will be late."

The younger brother's ears turned red, and he said, "It's not gorgeous to be late or something." After speaking, he quickened his pace, but he didn't shake off Qingchen's clenched hand.

Most of the students in this preparatory school have a strong background, and they have learned about the class content in advance at home.Therefore, attending class is not the main task of the students, and most of their time is spent on taking care of interpersonal relationships.Don't talk about how children who are only six or seven years old mature so precociously, but the environment makes them have to mature prematurely.But the people in the family didn't expect them to do anything great, they just let them exercise.Real knowledge comes from practice, and the six or seven-year-olds find out the tricks of communication through groping again and again.

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No matter how powerful a group is, there will always be a few black apples.In the same way, there are always a few teachers who are helpless in this school known for its high quality and iron blood. It's not that their backgrounds are so tough, but that they have brought out the characteristics of "rat shit" to the extreme.Due to the laws and regulations of the country, the school cannot withdraw from school.They didn't listen to the words of persuasion.When it's time to come and take photos, when it's time to go to class...they still don't go to class, when they shouldn't be misbehaving...they still do mischief.

In the face of these diehards, the teacher can only let them go, and do their best to isolate these "rat shit" from the good babies.But these black sheep also have self-esteem, they are not ignorant of the teacher's indifference to them and the classmates' contempt for them.Due to various reasons, they have an inexplicable disgust and envy for students with excellent character and learning. The two opposite emotions are mixed together, which makes them go all out to find "three good students" stubble.To some extent, this is also a way for them to vent their negative emotions, but it is not very good.

Even though she knew they were pitiful, Qingchen still couldn't feel any pity for them.

Qingchen just came back from lunch when he heard his younger brother being kidnapped to the roof by those bad boys, Qingchen's heart skipped a beat.This group of delinquent teenagers are all domineering existences on campus, and they will definitely not have good things if they find their younger brother.Today, because the cook at home temporarily took a day off, he and his brother simply ate at school.After the bell rang for the end of get out of class, he asked his younger brother to wait in the school. He went to cook, but he heard the news as soon as he came back.

Qingchen took a deep breath, trying to ignore the sudden pain in her heart.Qingchen put the rice on the table, and calmly asked the students who were discussing which rooftop it was. After all, the school has several teaching buildings, and it would be troublesome to find one by one.Those students were a little stunned, they didn't expect Qingchen to be so calm.Qingchen has been following her younger brother for the past few years, except for her excellent academic performance, she has not accomplished much.But they didn't care about his grades, good grades didn't mean that he would have high achievements in the future, so they thought that Qingchen was not as good as his younger brother, so they kept gossiping about Qingchen behind his back.

Looking at Qingchen's increasingly impatient expression, one of them said it was the roof of this teaching building.Seeing Qingchen turn around and leave, he said timidly: "Student Atobe, your complexion... seems... not very good." In the past four years, my younger brother has done what he said at the beginning, and he has really walked everywhere in this noble, wealthy businessman. In some schools, they have made their own reputations and accepted a lot of juniors. They are really the best image spokespersons for "dominant side leakage".Therefore, people in the school called his younger brother "Atobe SAME" and called him "Atobe classmate".

Qingchen turned a deaf ear to it, and quickly walked up the stairs to the roof. The door of the roof was locked from the outside, but no one was guarding it.Qingchen stopped and listened carefully to what was said on the rooftop, but only heard intermittently: "...I like you...arrogant...but that's it..." I didn't hear the voice after that, the voice was not from my younger brother, it seems that the two parties arrived The time is not long, and there will be no fight for a while.Qingchen's mind turned vigorously, what should he do.

Qingchen bit her lips, remembering that this morning, her younger brother said to him confidently: "Onisang, you just wait and see a good show today!" Could it be this scene?In this case, today's provocation wasn't just a whim of these bad boys?No, although these delinquent teenagers are a bit playful, their brains are not yet flooded.I haven't done anything in the past three or four years, and the sudden action should be provoked by design.Qingchen has researched specifically, what this group of delinquent teenagers hate the most is being set up as a gunman, and I heard that the second son of the Barlow family seemed to be fighting for something with his younger brother a few days ago and lost.It seems... Qingchen squinted his eyes, since his younger brother told him to watch a good show, then his elder brother was waiting to see it, but he still had to use his hands to vent his anger.

After confirming that her younger brother was in an absolutely safe situation, Qingchen relaxed her heartstrings, and the pain that she had tried to ignore before was overwhelming.Qingchen snorted, and leaned against the wall as gently as possible, trying to slow down her breathing, but the effect was not very great.Qingchen bit the tip of her tongue, and the fishy smell in her mouth woke her up a bit. She tremblingly took out her mobile phone from her pocket, and pressed the shortcut key "2" to dial it out.The other end of the phone seemed to pick up the phone immediately, and Qingchen said the word "rooftop" clearly but slowly.There was a loud voice on the other end of the phone, and he hung up after a while.

In a certain classroom in the same teaching building, a [-]- or [-]-year-old boy who looked cold and indifferent ignored the bald middle-aged teacher above who was spitting, pushed away the desks and chairs, took out a bag of things from his schoolbag, and was about to leave.Facing the teacher's obstruction, the boy didn't say anything, but the pace under his feet did not stop, but accelerated a lot, completely ignoring the whispering behind him and the teacher's yelling.

The young man hurried towards the roof, and finally saw Qing Chen curled up on the ground in front of the door.Glancing at the still closed door, and the man with his teeth clenched in his arms, his face so pale that it was almost transparent, he turned and left without saying a word. The direction was... the infirmary.

The doctor in the infirmary saw that the person who opened the door was a young man, glanced at Qing Chen in the young man's arms, and continued to look down at the paper in his hand.The clear expression and familiar attitude showed that the young man or Qingchen who was being carried was a frequent visitor to the infirmary.

The teenager carefully placed Qingchen on the observation bed in the infirmary, but found a trace of blood overflowing from the corner of Qingchen's mouth.Qingchen didn't pass out in the first place, the huge pain not only made Qingchen's sanity jeopardized, but also kept Qingchen awake.As soon as Qingchen opened it, she saw the annoyance in the young man's eyes that was too late to hide, and smiled wryly in her heart, this child might blame herself for it!

"Zong Xiu, this is none of your business." Qing Chen coughed uncontrollably, bringing out more blood.

Young Zongxiu pursed his lips tightly, didn't say a word, and only cared about the things in his hand.It was the school doctor who was still reading the paper just now, who came over and said, "Chen Jiang, since you know that this has nothing to do with Xiu Jiang, you should take good care of yourself!"

Seeing that neither of them spoke, he continued on his own: "I don't know what's going on with you. Your mood fluctuates too much every day. Your brother is not a fuel-efficient lamp. I haven't seen him in this school yet." No one can beat him."

Qingchen rolled her eyes, ignored the nagging school doctor, and just closed her eyes slightly to calm down the turbulent emotions in her heart.The boy Zongxiu, whose full name is Hetian Zongxiu, is the grandson sent by the housekeeper Hetian to study medicine. He is two years older than Qingchen, but he has been delayed by studying medicine for two years.When Qingchen was in school, the housekeeper Hetian urged her back with "Thirteen Gold Medals".Also coming back together is Ling Mo, who claims to be Zongxiu's senior brother. After Zongxiu's self-study for a year, the housekeeper Hetian asked him to study in the same grade as Qingchen.

Qingchen felt that she had dragged down this seemingly indifferent but innocent boy. When he was not sensible, he was forced to leave his family to learn Chinese medicine that he might not like—because the housekeeper Hetian heard that Chinese medicine is good at regulating the body, especially for the His body to learn.There was no play in the whole childhood. Even he and his younger brother had a playful time, and he was in the fifth grade at the "old age" of 13, just to take better care of him.If it wasn't for the fact that the class that Qing Chen was studying couldn't get in, I'm afraid he would have been in there long ago.