Sick Beauty Gives Up Struggle [Rebirth]

Although Cen Xiao didn't express his opinion when he left, Li Rong knew from his expression that Cui Mingyang's appointment as squad leader was completely ruined.

Li Rong smiled in satisfaction, walked past Cui Mingyang, and returned to class with peace of mind.

In his previous life, he was somewhat cold and aloof. In fact, he had suffered a lot, but he refused to give in, so he had no choice but to be stubborn. In the end, he was either covered in bruises or regretted.

But now I feel that face is not that important, sometimes achieving the goal is what matters.

The least important thing in this world is the face of the downcast.

Cui Mingyang didn't come to the second class.

Li Rong didn't bother to bother, he went back to the classroom, didn't care how noisy the surrounding environment was, just lay down on the table, closed his eyes and rested his mind.

Finally someone couldn't bear it, leaned over to him, and asked in a low voice: "Squad leader, have you finished dealing with your family affairs?"

Li Rong raised his eyes slightly. He only remembered that the person in front of him seemed to be called Lin Qin. He had no background in his family, but he was very good at singing.

In high school, he did only stay with the descendants of Hongsuo, but in this class, apart from the hard-core relationship between Hongsuo and the United Chamber of Commerce, there are still many students from wealthy families or with special talents.

Li Rong used to be relatively indifferent, giving people a strong sense of distance, but now he can smile warmly and speak softly: "Almost, thank you for your concern."

Probably because he smiled too gently, Lin Qin was stunned for a while, staring at his smile in a daze.

Li Rong's good looks can be regarded as a recognized fact, even he himself never shy away from it.

If he wasn't good-looking enough, Cen Ling wouldn't hesitate to fall out with his parents and have that kind of relationship with him.

"Ah... No, no, monitor, do you need this week's review materials, I can print a copy for you."

Lin Qin scratched his hair shyly, his cheeks were a little hot, although he didn't know why.

He is the most inconspicuous type in the class, and he has never been highly regarded by others. He came to ask Li Rong, but he was also pushed by those second-generation Hongsuo who wanted to watch the fun. He dared not refuse those classmates. , had no choice but to bite the bullet.

He thought that Li Rong wouldn't talk to him at all, but he didn't expect Li Rong to smile so beautifully, and he felt a little grateful in his heart.

Li Rong and Yan Yuese pointed to his tablemate Jingui: "No need, I'll just take care of what Cen Xiao wants."

"Cen... Brother Cen?"

Lin Qin thought either he was deaf or Li Rong was crazy.

Leaving aside the antagonistic relationship between Hongsuo and the Lanshu United Chamber of Commerce, I have never heard that the first in charge of the class is the last one to review the materials.

Cen Xiao, who was slowly wiping his fingers with a wet towel, stopped, and glanced at Li Rong from the corner of his eye.

Li Rong smiled sweetly at people uncharacteristically, he saw it, but didn't react.

But the sentence just now...

Cen Wei threw the wet wipes aside, turned sideways, raised his eyes, and asked with interest: "Do you care that I need to review the materials?"

Li Rong turned his head and met those pitch-black eyes that couldn't see any joy or anger: "You have some."

His sentence is not an interrogative sentence, but an affirmative sentence.

If he hadn't remembered Cen Wei's college entrance examination results, knew that he had passed the entrance examination of the United Chamber of Commerce at the age of 20, and understood his meticulous thinking and almost perfect disguise, Li Rong would have thought that Cen Wei was just a cynical bottom one.

Cen Wei looked into Li Rong's expressive peach blossom eyes, and didn't answer directly, but instead asked with deep meaning: "Does the monitor need to review too?"

Li Rong blinked, and casually pushed away the broken hair covering his eyes behind his ears, smiling weakly and innocently: "It doesn't matter."

Cen Wei didn't speak any more, just raised his chin slightly, moved his eyes down, and looked at Li Rong presumptuously.

In the eyes of a person who should have been shattered, there is a vigorous vitality, fresh, strange, beautiful, with extreme temptation.

Lin Qin saw that there was no room for him to intervene, so he touched his nose and slipped back knowingly.

There was a lot of discussion in the back row.

"Is there something wrong with Li Rong, who ever saw him smile like that?"

"Oh, it's because I know I won't have a backer in the future, so I started forming gangs."

"That's right, our parents told us to stay away from him, Cen Ling and the others, Lan Shu, looked down on him even more, so now he can only attract some people who are there or not."

The class bell rang harshly throughout the classroom.

The physics teacher rushed in with his homework in his hands, with a serious expression on his face: "You guys did very badly in yesterday's paper. If you are still at this level, I don't think you can take the A major. You can just repeat it."

He stood on the podium and scanned down, only to see Li Rong who had already returned.

The physics teacher was startled, and couldn't help lowering the volume a lot: "I didn't bring any extra papers, Cen Wei, you and Li Rong can read one."

Cen Xiao was noncommittal.

The class representative took the test papers and distributed them quickly. The papers were handed out to Cen Wei. Li Rong glanced at them, only to find that Cen Wei only filled in the multiple choice questions, and most of the papers were blank.

He smiled.

This thing can be kept secretly and thrown in front of someone to laugh at later.

The physics teacher emphasized: "This paper is a collection of excellent college entrance examination questions over the years. When I am speaking, if you don't know it, take notes quickly. I want to check."

Li Rong covered his stomach with his left hand, spread his right hand on the table, put his head on the pillow, and raised his eyes to look at Cen Wei: "I'll sleep for a while, call me if I need something."

Cen Ling glanced at him, and touched the most fragile skin on the inside of Li Rong's left arm with his index finger: "Get up, you can change it."

Li Rong sighed helplessly: "I am really uncomfortable."

What he said was half true and half false. Although his tone was a bit exaggerated, his body was indeed not healthy enough.

He was raised delicately by his parents in the past, and later raised delicately by Cen Yan. It took half a year of tossing his stomach before he felt better.

Cen Xiao laughed.

His fingers moved forward and rubbed lightly on Li Rongwen's warm school uniform, showing that he could not refuse.

"Didn't the class monitor see that I was bullying my classmates?"

This sentence seemed to be a joke, but Li Rong vaguely saw the shadow of Cen Xiao in the future, as if there was a cloud of fog in his eyes, which could not be dispelled or penetrated, even if he was smiling, he could not see clearly what he was thinking in his heart What.

Sure enough, paranoia is from the beginning to the end.

Li Rong raised his eyebrows lightly, but he was not angry, and sat up slowly. When he touched the pen with his finger, he glanced at Cen Wei, with a faint smile in his eyes: "You have to divide people when bullying, be careful." A villain who will be vengeful and ruthless when he encounters jealousy."

After finishing speaking, he moved his fingers, and the pen was held between two fingers, the tip of the pen pointed at Cen Xiao's heart, and he shook it.

Cen Wei grabbed the pen holder, pulled the pen out from between Li Rong's fingers, and pressed the end of the pen with his index finger, and the oil-based pen made a crisp "click".

"That's because some villains are watching out for me."

Li Rong bent his eyes and spread his palms: "How can I write if you don't give me a pen?"

Cen Wei felt the temperature of the pen body for a while, and then returned the pen to Li Rong's palm. The moment he handed it over, his fingers wiped against the soft palm.

Li Rongxie quickly clenched his hands tightly.

In fact, Li Rong didn't remember exactly what he learned in high school, or he learned too much later, and he was too lazy to distinguish which were the knowledge points in high school and which were filled in later.

But he hasn't sat down and listened to other people's lectures for a long time. Most of the time, others are memorizing what he said.

Holding the pen in his hand, Li Rong tore through Cen Xiao's paper.

The knowledge points taught by the teacher are too simple for him, and of course for Cen Xiao.

So Cen Yu insisted on making him change, saying he was bullying, but he was actually probing, probing why his temperament changed, and probing how much the family change had affected him.

But Li Rong didn't care.

He briefly wrote down the key to solving each question on the paper, regardless of whether Cen Wei did it right or deliberately did it wrong.

Cen Xiao looked down.

Li Rong's hands are very delicate, slender, without excess flesh. When he grasps the pen, the protruding joints are slightly white, and the thin skin is tense. With the movement of writing, you can see the softness between the joints. Fine lines in the meat.

There are still pinholes on the back of his hand that haven't subsided, and there are traces of blue around the small red dots. The nurse's skills are probably not skilled, and the range of blue is a bit large.

In fact, it can be seen that his health is indeed not good, and he has not fully recovered at all.

Even so, he could easily knock down the adult and strong Cui Mingyang with one move.

However, when Li Rong beat someone, he was very aggressive, but Cen Wei didn't let go of the beads of sweat that slid from his neck all the way into his collar.

Like a glass doll, strong on the outside but dry on the inside.

By the time school was over at noon, Li Rong had already filled a whole paper for Cen Xiao.

His handwriting was forced to be practiced by Li Qingli, it is clear and upright, pleasing to the eye, compared to Cen Wei's handwriting on the same paper, it is far superior.

But later Li Rong found out that Cen Wei probably mastered five completely different fonts, and he could switch at will when he didn't want others to recognize them.

Quite perverted.

In order to deal with the pervert, he had nothing to do and casually silenced all five of Cen Xiao's characters.

"Brother Xiao, let's go eat."

Jian Fu pulled a chair at Cen Ling's front desk, stretched her long legs, and sat down, resting her elbows on Cen Ling's table.

He and Cen Xiao were young, and their parents were both high-level executives of the United Chamber of Commerce. They had grown up with friends who looked down on Hong Suo's group of noble researchers the most.

In the past, Li Rong was the one he hated the most in his class, because Li Rong was simply 3D printed out of the model of Hong Suoren in his mind. He had a high IQ, excellent grades, and was cold and arrogant, as if he was not the same species as them.

Jian Fu glanced at Li Rong, he would not gloat over the affairs of Li Rong's family, but he had absolutely no sympathy and pity, and he really wanted to see Li Rong's downcast appearance.

It is probably the pleasure of all human beings to admire the lofty people who have plummeted.

Li Rong let go of the pen, and a red mark was made on the inside of the middle finger by the pen holder.

He clutched his stomach again, lying limply on the table.

Just as Cen Wei was about to get up to have dinner with Jian Fu, Li Rong called out weakly: "Cen Wei."

Cen Xiao stopped in the next second.

Li Rong's expression was a bit sad, and he muttered: "I've already written a whole paper for you, find someone to bring me a piece of emerald fish soup, don't add oil and less salt."

The management in A is very strict. There is a cafeteria in the school, and food from outside the school is generally not allowed to be brought in, but Cen Wei definitely can.

Jian Fu felt as if he was hallucinating, and he retorted without thinking: "You think it's beautiful, and jade fish soup? The two of us just have a box lunch at noon! Besides, we know each other very well, why should I bring it to you? "

The emerald fish soup in Furong Pavilion costs more than 800 per serving, and they rarely eat it.

Li Rong ignored Jian Fu, but just looked at Cen Wei, his eyelids were sunken, and there were deep marks on the eyelids: "My stomach hurts..."

After he finished speaking, he frowned and rested his chin on the table, looking like he was trying to endure.

Jian Fu laughed: "If you have a stomachache, go to the infirmary and shut us up..."

"Go and order him an emerald fish soup, and tell him what I want. If anyone has an opinion, let them go to Lao Cen." Cen Wei said lightly.

Short answer: "???"

Cen Ling looked at Jian Fu: "Go and order, I'll tell him something."

Brief: "..."

Seeing that Cen Xiao didn't seem to be joking at all, Jian Fu had no choice but to make a phone call.

Cen Wei looked down at Li Rong, with a smile that was not a smile: "Are you using me as a benefactor?"

"Yeah." Li Rong looked serious and nodded confidently.

Tell the truth.

Cen Wei probably knew why Li Rong was so quick to write physics problems for him. He had planned to ask for a reward a long time ago.

But he didn't care about Li Rong's tricks, instead he found the smug look on the other side's face very funny.

Jian Fu was very reliable in his work, and he had ordered food anyway, so he simply ordered two fried rice with scallops and shrimps for himself and Cen Wei.

After more than half an hour, the meal was delivered, and he took it back together.

The classroom was empty, except for the three of them.

When Jane came back, the classroom windows were tightly closed, and the air conditioner was also turned off.

Jian Fu was sweating profusely: "There's no power outage, it's so hot, turn on the air conditioner for a while."

While muttering, he took out the lunch box, gave Li Rong the emerald fish soup, fried rice for him and Cen Wei, each.

Cen Ling raised his chin, signaling to Li Rong who was studying how to tie plastic wrap with his head down: "He can't blow cold wind, bear with it for a while."

Jian Fu: "...This Nima was a normal person when he left, but he came back as a giant panda."

Li Rong didn't care about his sarcasm, and smiled like a spring breeze: "Giant pandas are not afraid of wind."

"..." Jian Fu's lips twitched.

Li Rong opened the box and smelled the delicious fish soup. The chef was very experienced and knew that it was prepared for patients, so there was no oily smell at all, and the soup was not fishy at all.

Li Rong lowered his eyes, scooped it up with a spoon, and sipped it one mouthful at a time.

He always eats in a leisurely manner, if the time is too late, he would rather not eat than force himself.

Cen Wei didn't eat much of his own fried rice, but watched Li Rong drink the fish soup for a long time.

It was only when he was eating that Li Rong's lips looked healthier and ruddy. He was focused on eating, and he only drank a mouthful of soup when it was warmed up. It was obvious that he cared about his stomach.

It was extremely uncomfortable for Jian Fu to stay by the side.

He had never eaten such a quiet meal, so he had to find a topic to ask Cen Wei: "Why does Lao Yang want you?"

Li Rong stopped drinking the soup, his eyes didn't move, but he obviously pricked up his ears, listening secretly.

Cen Ling looked funny, and deliberately vaguely said: "You will know in the future."

Jian Fu curled her lips resentfully: "By the way, Song Yuanyuan in the class next door is going to have a birthday, and they said that there will be a coming-of-age ceremony dance, you go..."

Only after Jian Fu forced her to speak out did she realize that Li Rong was there, and Song Yuanyuan was still Li Rong's girlfriend in name.

"Cough, I mean the monitor's girlfriend's birthday." Jian Fu looked a little embarrassed, and secretly glanced at Li Rong.

In fact, on the day when Li's family had an accident, they tacitly agreed that Song Yuanyuan had already broken up with Li Rong.

The Song family started out in business, businessmen are the best at judging the situation, it is impossible to continue to tie up with the Li family, even if Song Yuanyuan's love for Li Rongai falls apart, they will be forced to separate by the family.

But it seemed unreasonable to show how much in front of Li Rong, so he still called the monitor's girlfriend.

Li Rong muttered softly: "My girlfriend."

He didn't have any hatred for Song Yuanyuan either, it's human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, even his own uncle could ruthlessly sever ties with him, let alone his girlfriend.

Cen Xiao fiddled with the fried rice with chopsticks, picked out a shrimp and stuffed it into his mouth: "Her mother called my mother herself."

"Oh..." Jian Fu gave Cen Xiao a meaningful look.

The children brought up by their family are all good people. Jian Fu can guess what Song Yuanyuan's mother meant by getting it from Cen Wei's mother.

According to Cen Xiao's conditions, there are many families who want to get married, not only in Lanshu, but also in Hongsuo who want to have a good relationship and open up the relationship between the two sides.

It is understandable for the Song family to want Song Yuanyuan and Cen Wei to get in touch. After all, both of them are adults, and they will go to University A after graduation.

The only embarrassing thing about this matter was that Li Rong was still there, if Cen Wei could really have anything to do with Song Yuanyuan, it would be to pry Li Rong's corner.

They should be regarded as rivals in love.

Jian Fu looked at Li Rong with piercing eyes.

Li Rong and him looked at each other: "Are you waiting for me to be heartbroken and fight Cen Wei to the death?"

"Hahahaha don't be joking." Jian Fu laughed dryly a few times to ease the embarrassment.

Li Rong knew that Jian Fu wanted to watch the fun, the bloody drama of two men fighting for a woman, but Jian Fu didn't know that the future of the three of them was more bloody than bloody.

The degree of destruction of the three views of this matter can be ranked first in the anecdotes in A.

Cen Wei glanced at Jian Fu coldly, and warned, "I'm not interested in Song Yuanyuan."

Simple: "Then who are you interested in?"

Li Rong silently replied in his heart, I.

Jian Fu sighed self-consciously: "Well, anyway, Uncle Cen and Aunt Xiao... In your family's situation, you may really think that dating is meaningless."

"Eat." Cen Wei mercilessly cut off Jian Fu's words.

Li Rong verbally expressed his sincere thanks to Cen Xiao for the fish soup.

He drank a large bowl, his stomach was warm and he felt much more comfortable.

In the afternoon self-study class, Cui Mingyang was sent in by Yang Fenfang herself.

Cui Mingyang's lips were swollen almost two centimeters high, and his upper lip was bruised and purple, covered with white powder, which looked funny like a clown performing in a circus.

The students in the class couldn't bear it, and laughed one after another, Cui Mingyang blushed, and glared fiercely in Li Rong's direction.

Yang Fenfang tapped on the blackboard: "Everyone is quiet, why are you laughing, didn't you keep today's homework?"

Although the laughter stopped, the eyes on Cui Mingyang did not stop.

"What's wrong with Cui Mingyang, is he disfigured?"

"I don't know, extreme joy begets sorrow, aren't you going to be the squad leader?"

"Li Rong doesn't know about this, tsk tsk."

Yang Fenfang waved Cui Mingyang back to his seat, and then took a meaningful look at Li Rong.

Li Rong has an absolutely innocent face, pale, sickly, delicate and delicate, even the smile on the corner of his lips reveals an indescribable kindness, but a woman's intuition tells her that when Li Rong comes back this time, he is more beautiful than before. Much more unfathomable.

Yang Fenfang took a deep breath: "I'm announcing something."

"Here we come, we're going to change the squad leader."

"Cui Mingyang is finally looking forward to this day."

"I definitely won't let Li Rong continue to do it. It's not Cui Mingyang or someone else. I guessed it a long time ago."

Yang Fenfang: "Next week's one-model exam is the closest to the difficulty of the college entrance examination. I hope everyone will take it seriously and participate in it. Alright, let's study by ourselves."

After speaking, Yang Fenfang pulled up a chair and sat in front of the podium to read a book.

The whole class waited for a long time, but they didn't wait for the moment when Cui Mingyang took the stage. Apparently, Yang Fenfang had no intention of announcing this.

Cui Mingyang buried his head in the paper with a sullen face, without saying a word.

In the whole class, only Li Rong and Cen Xiao were not surprised by this matter.

Cen Wei looked at his pale and innocent deskmate with a thoughtful gaze and a low voice: "Are you satisfied?"

"Hmm." Li Rong smiled in satisfaction, and nodded his head a few times very quickly.

It's a little bit like the beacon fire drama princes.

At this time, Cen Xiao was very easy to control.

After all, Li Rong didn't make it to the evening self-study, he left school as soon as the class was over.

As soon as he walked on the front foot, Jian Fu ran to his seat on the back foot.

"Brother Xiao, do you think the squad leader is weird? The more I think about it today, the more something is wrong. Can he sit and eat with us? Still smiling like that, then..." Jian Fu grinned, scratched her head, and couldn't think of anything for a long time. A suitable adjective is just smashing, smashing, "It's just... the smile is quite sweet, you know?"

Cen Wei raised his eyes after he said the word 'sweet', and Li Rong's pretended innocent smile appeared in front of his eyes again.When Li Rong wanted to smile, he would first purse his lips to restrain himself, but his eyes would become more and more curved, and he couldn't restrain himself, so he simply opened his lips to show some teeth.

"It's none of your business whether it's sweet or not."

Jian Fu felt that Cen Wei didn't understand what he meant: "It has nothing to do with me, but his family is like that, how can he laugh? I heard from my dad that Hong Suo's internal affairs are pouring on Li Qingli for self-protection." Dirty water."

Cen Ling's eyes were slightly cold, and he rubbed the tip of the pen with his fingertips, making the tip of the pen leave sharp marks on his fingerprints.

"It has nothing to do with you."

Jian Fu sighed: "I know we shouldn't talk about this kind of thing. Anyway, we have to stay away from Li Rong. If we don't talk about anything else, we won't get all sticky. My mother reminded me a long time ago."

Cen Wei didn't speak, and Jian Fu continued to mutter: "But it's also strange, isn't Yang Fenfang going to replace Li Rong? Cui Mingyang has been working as a monitor for two days, why is there suddenly no movement today?"

Cen Wei: "Someone disagrees."

Jian Fu was overjoyed: "Fuck, who the hell doesn't agree with this? Who doesn't agree that it works?"

Cen Ling looked at him with a calm expression: "Me."

Jian Fu: "...Did you hear me when I said that we should stay away from him?"

Cen Wei stopped the movement of his hands, and glanced at Li Rong's seat, which was occupied by Jian Fu: "Stay away from him, and stop thinking about whether it's sweet or not."