Extrajudicial fanatic just wants to be a tool man

There are scenes of candid shots in the video, and scenes of Zhu Jiajun bringing his parents to the door to apologize.

Zhou Yichen saw the last scene, and found that the camera turned into himself sitting in front of the desk, talking to the camera.

"Hello hello, hello human beings." Song Jianyu recorded this kind of video for himself for the first time, and he was quite uncomfortable.

Therefore, when using other people's bodies, all kinds of strange and tangled expressions are made on the face.

In front of the desk, the teenager holding the phone in both hands couldn't help but look up, looking at the mirror not far away, deeply doubting how he made so many strange expressions.

"Ahem, humans, you should have watched other videos, and now I will tell you everything that happened in the past two days."

Song Jianyu told Zhou Yichen everything he had done in the past two days, and said that he had prepared a gift for him, which was placed behind the Book of Mountains and Seas on the third row of his bookshelf.

Zhou Yichen temporarily put his mobile phone on the table, walked to his bookshelf and took out the books of Shan Hai Jing in the third row, and saw a black plastic box behind it.

The boy who took out the box returned to the desk and clicked on the video to continue playing.

"This gift is very special, I hope you will not be intimidated."

The people on the phone were still talking non-stop, but Zhou Yichen had already opened the black cover on the top.

A two-foot-long pale yellow snake lay quietly inside. After feeling the heat source and movement, it slightly raised its small head and turned to face Zhou Yichen.

The boy holding the box watched the little snake stiffly after sensing his presence, slowly took it out of the plastic box, and climbed onto the back of his hand.

On the screen of the mobile phone, another little snake was also holding his hand and continued talking to the camera.

"Originally, I wanted to buy a snake with my pocket money to scare Zhu Jiajun. It would be better to let him pee his pants in the class. I didn't expect to find the picture over there by accident, so I gave up this plan temporarily. This is a corn snake It's so cute, I'll give it to you to keep."

Regarding this gift... Zhou Yichen really wanted to express some opinions.

But the little snake that had already climbed onto the back of his hand and was swimming slowly didn't seem to care about his opinion at all, rubbing back and forth on the back of his hand.

The cold touch made the boy in front of the desk stunned into a log.

It took half an hour to overcome the psychological barrier, and finally grabbed the corn snake and put it back in the plastic box, and then moved it to a new location that was quieter and farther away from him.

The next morning, Zhou Yichen put on his schoolbag and went out to school. When he arrived at Jinhe Middle School, every student who had seen him from the school gate started pointing at him.

There were even students in the second and third classes of junior high school who never talked to him on weekdays, or those who deliberately laughed at him behind his back, all gathered around after seeing him at this moment.

"Zhou Yichen! Zhou Yichen! Are you really injured? Why don't you ask for leave and rest at home."

"It looks like he's normal, he doesn't look like he's injured. I don't know if Zhu Jiajun will come today."

There were also a few boys who walked around him a few times, and they couldn't find any signs of injury on his face and limbs. Some didn't believe that Zhu Jiajun had really hurt someone.

There were all kinds of discussions and temptations, but Zhou Yichen didn't answer the questions alone, and went directly to Wang Mang's office with his schoolbag.

"Mr. Wang, student Zhu Jiajun came to my house to apologize last night. I don't think he hurt me with a knife on purpose, and he is only 14 years old. If you let him drop out of school like this, his life will be ruined in the future, so I want to intercede for him. Let him continue his studies at Jinhe Middle School."

Wang Mang looked at Zhou Yichen who came to school today, looked at the thick coat on his body, and felt a little nervous about his body: "Our school will naturally consider his matter, but why don't you rest at home for a few more days? Can you take it?"

"The final exam will be in a few days, and I don't want to miss this exam."

Wang Mang knew that the other party was good at studying, and he always loved studying on weekdays, but he didn't expect that the other party came to the school for the exam even though he was so injured.

"If you want to take the exam, the teacher has no objection, but you must pay attention to your physical safety. If you feel uncomfortable, come to me directly, okay?"

"Thank you, Mr. Wang, I want to go to the infirmary before the morning class." Zhou Yichen unzipped his jacket, and rolled up the hem of his shirt to reveal the injured side of his waist.

The school's offices are distributed according to grades. In Wang Mang's office, all the teachers in the six classes of the author's second year of junior high school.

Basically, except for the teacher who had already gone to the classroom to prepare for the morning class, everyone else heard about what happened in the teaching office yesterday, but few people really felt the scene.

Now they feel it.

Zhou Yichen gently exposed the injured side of his waist, and looked innocently and blankly at Wang Mang, the head teacher: "My parents went out to work in the morning, and I accidentally pressed the wound and it started to bleed. I want the infirmary to help me recover. Bandage the wound."

The passer-by in the video said that the attitude of the students should not be taken to heart, but all the teachers should be aware that there are students in the school who use weapons to hurt others.

Zhou Yichen asked him to find a chance to show the teachers the picture of the wound.

When he got up in the morning, he saw the blood-stained gauze on his waist and abdomen. When he wanted to change the gauze by himself, he suddenly felt that it was a good choice to go directly to school.

So before going out, he pressed the wound hard in front of the mirror to let the blood that had solidified flow down again, and after dyeing the entire gauze red, he went out to Jinhe Middle School.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier, kid! I'll take you to the infirmary!"

Seeing the red wound, Wang Mang gasped and stood up, not even having time to help the chair behind him when it fell down.

Supporting Zhou Yichen, he carefully escorted him to the infirmary.

During the process, every teacher in the office could clearly see the huge blood-stained gauze on Zhou Yichen's waist and abdomen, and remembered it in his heart.

Before going out, Zhou Yichen pretended to forget that the hem of his clothes was still rolled up, and followed Wang Mang for two or three meters. After being seen by a few students who were secretly looking inside the window sill, he remembered to put the clothes down.

During one morning class, he changed the dressings and re-bandaged the wound in the nurse's room.

A photo taken by a student behind the window, pointing at his injured area with his mobile phone, has been privately circulated throughout Jinhe Middle School, and everyone has a copy.

In the middle of the morning class, Zhu Jiajun also carried his schoolbag and followed his parents back to school.

The school is still discussing how to deal with him. They originally wanted him to go home for a few days and wait for an announcement.

But when he was playing with his mobile phone at home, he saw Zhou Yichen's photo posted in the group with his acne-prone face.

Just as he was about to take a closer look at the photos, his mobile phone was taken away by his parents. After making sure that Zhou Yichen had gone to school, he took him and his schoolbag and sent him to school as well.

When Zhu Jiajun was standing at the front door of Class [-] and Class [-] with his schoolbag in hand, the sound of reading aloud in the class suddenly stopped.

"Report."

Zhou Yichen also appeared at the door of the classroom with his schoolbag in hand. The scene of the two standing in a row made the eyes of the whole class almost not enough.

After a few glances at Zhu Jiajun, then at Zhou Yichen's injured part, and finally, he distracted himself with a glance at the English book in his hand.

The English teacher in the second and third classes of junior high school let the two of them into the classroom.

The two of them returned to their original positions one after the other. For the remaining half of the morning class, Zhou Yichen was probably the only one in the class who was in a stable state of mind.

He took out his English textbook, sat there as usual and began to look through the parts he didn't study yesterday.

Zhu Jiajun sat in front of him, with a pimple face between them.

The acne face will not be expelled, but the matter of his serious demerit has been confirmed yesterday, and he is lying on the table writing a review right now.

At the morning exercise meeting, he will go on stage to recite his self-criticism in front of all the teachers and students in the school, and he will also apologize to Zhou Yichen.

A morning class ended with different thoughts.

The students in the second and third classes of junior high school rushed to Zhou Yichen's desk after the English teacher left, and asked him about the injury.

Many people even went directly to the teacher's office to apply for a change of seat after the morning class. They didn't want to sit next to or in front of Zhu Jiajun, and they were worried that the other party would attack them when they had a bad temper.

Zhou Yichen didn't know about this, the half-hour break after class was morning exercise time, the injured Zhou Yichen didn't have to go to the playground, he sat alone in the classroom and looked at the table full of snacks, biscuits and homework.

They were all gifts from those classmates, and let him cultivate his body well.

After a whole day, he gained a lot of things in the class that he had never experienced before.

At the beginning, some people took the initiative to talk to him. Some classmates would invite him to eat together, and they would introduce to him which window in the cafeteria ordered the most dishes, and which window had uncles who were not very hygienic.

Even when he washed his hands in the sink after dinner, those teachers who used to talk about him behind his back began to care about his body when they saw him.

At the same time, Zhu Jiajun lost everything.

In the second and third classes of junior high school, none of the students talked to him again.

Not a single classmate was willing to sit in front of him, behind him, and even the acne-prone face who had followed him for a long time, applied to Wang Mang after the morning exercises to change to a seat in the first row, planning to study hard again in the future.

After the students in the second and third classes of junior high school stayed away from him, Zhu Jiajun took the initiative to find those buddies who played well with him in other classes.

But when those people saw him appearing at the door, they all acted as if they hadn't seen anything, and even told him that their parents were not allowed to play with him anymore.

I'm worried that he's out of control, and if he hurts himself, it's not very good.

In the past, when he didn't listen carefully in class, the teacher would only let him go out or tell him to move less, so as not to disturb others.

Now as long as he moves a little, he will get nervous and vigilant eyes.

Let him go to the blackboard to answer questions. If he can't do it, he can't pretend to be okay like before. All the teachers stay one meter away from him to criticize him.

The person who didn't talk to anyone all day, when he showed up at the school gate with his schoolbag after school, he saw the school's security guard directing the workers on a truck, carefully moving several large tools out of the car down.

Today, a safety gate that only allows one person to pass at a time will be installed at the school gate overnight. In the future, every student will be checked whether he has brought dangerous items into the campus when he passes by, and will be confiscated immediately if found.

When Zhou Yichen returned home, he locked the door of the second bedroom, took out his mobile phone, turned on the camera function and talked about what happened today to the camera.

At the same time, I also left a question for the passing ghost.

Then Zhou Yichen went to the next room, took out an old mobile phone that Zhou's father had used before, charged it up and turned on the camera mode, put the thing inside the doll on the bookcase, Zhou Yichen used scissors to cut off the doll's eyes slightly A little bit, after revealing the camera inside, he placed the thing in its usual position, then adjusted the angle to align with his bed.

Those who have done all this, lie back on their beds and fall asleep as usual.