After the exchange with the school grass, I was attacked

In September, Zhancheng.

It's golden autumn, and the weather is hot and stuffy.

The sun shone down through the gaps in the leaves, forming a pair of bright spots on the ground, and the cicadas chirped hoarsely under the shade of the roadside trees.

Several figures in the campus stood under the scorching sun, causing many students to look sideways.

"Hey, isn't this our Lin Tong, Brother Lin? Don't tell our brothers when you come to No. [-] Middle School, let us take good care of you!" A familiar voice rang in my ear.

Lin Tong just stood in the sun, looking up at the group of people who stretched out their hands to stop him, the faint impatience in his brows and eyes was about to break through his bones and overflow.

Half of the road was exposed to the sun, and the place where he was standing happened to be covered by the scorching sun, and the heat wave hit him violently. His red hair was soaked in the sweat from his forehead and hung down at the corners of his eyes. His eyebrows were just hidden under the hair, but You can still see his beauty.

There are very few boys who can be described as beautiful, and Lin Tong is completely worthy of these two words.

Her eyebrows are exquisite, her waist is straight, just standing there like that, she has an aura of not getting close to strangers, her whole body is so white that it is somewhat reflective, like a delicate doll, quiet and alienated.

The school uniform at the beginning was hanging loosely on the body, which seemed out of place in No. [-] Middle School, which is called a senior high school.

The latter two are not much better, the expressions on their faces make people want to punch them no matter what they look at.

"Get out of the way." Lin Tong's eyes fell on his arm lying in front of him, and his tone was frighteningly cold.

Zhang Zheng sneered: "Get out of the way? Do you really think that this place is still your trash dump No. [-] Middle School? This is No. [-] Middle School, my site. Please be more polite to me. Now that I have transferred to No. [-] Middle School, it is a bit isolated The next self-awareness, understand?"

Many students passed by and cast curious eyes here. After their eyes touched Lin Tong's short red hair, they moved away instantly. They seemed to be afraid of getting angry, and their pace quickened a little.

The two second-year middle school youths behind Zhang Zheng were not idle: "Aren't you awesome before? What are you talking about now? Talk!"

Lin Tong's hand by his side slowly tightened by two points.

He began to regret transferring to No. [-] Middle School, a school full of idiots.

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There are not many tall trees on both sides of the road in the campus, and the whole path is exposed to the scorching sun. Just stepping on it can make people feel the soles of their feet burning.

Lin Tong looked at the paper in his hand, and walked forward with his head down, leaning against the shade of the trees. From time to time, when he encountered a sun spot with too much gap, he just tiptoed and jumped over it, as if he was afraid that he would be exposed to the sun. look.

It was such a figure without school uniform walking on the road that attracted the attention of many students.

"Is this the gangster from No. [-] Middle School..."

"It seems to be true. Besides him, who else would dare to dye such an arrogant color?"

"So he really transferred to our school?"

"No way, doesn't our school still have an entrance exam?" A girl was worried, "Can he pass the entrance exam just like him?"

"Spend money." The short-cut boy who was gossiping to them spread his hands, "I heard that his family is rich, so he is a young master."

At this time, the young master was leaning against the door of the principal's office with his hands in his pockets, staring at the shade of a tree not far away in the sun in a daze.

After staying for a while, Lin Tong knocked on the door and entered the principal's office. When the figure appeared in the room, the principal's first reaction was to reprimand him: "Which class are you in? Don't you know that the school doesn't allow hair dyeing?"

The principal of the No. 50 Middle School, about [-] to [-] years old, has an ordinary appearance and a forehead that reflects light like a light bulb.

Lin Tong silently stepped forward and handed him the paper: "Hello principal, I am Lin Tong who is here to handle the transfer procedures. Director Xu from the Administrative Affairs Office asked me to come here."

"Lin Tong?" The headmaster remembered the name.

Three days ago, he had personally read the test papers of all the students in this transfer exam, and the only dark horse with a perfect score was Lin Tong.

The principal looked down at the test paper in disbelief, and then at the red-haired boy in front of him: "Are you really Lin Tong?"

Lin Tong ignored the principal's wonderful expression and nodded.

The principal rubbed the tip of his nose, stared at the enthusiastic red hair again, took a signature pen to sign his name, and murmured: "I said, Lin Tong, students' grades are important, but it's also important to behave in accordance with school regulations. .You are still young and may think dyeing your hair is…”

At this moment, Lin Tong's cell phone rang, interrupting the principal's words.

Lin Tong glanced at the number displayed on the screen and frowned slightly.

But when he looked up at the principal, he quickly said to the principal, "I'm sorry, principal, my family contacted me about tuition fees."

Naturally, the principal had no choice but to stop nagging, and returned the signed certificate to him: "Okay, then go out and pick it up, and take this to the Academic Affairs Office, Mr. Song, to assign you a class."

Lin Tong took the certificate without hesitation, turned and left the principal's office.

Of course it wasn't a family member who called, Lin Huaiyu naturally didn't have time to care about herself, she just wanted to find an excuse to get rid of that nagging old man.

He looked down at the "10086" on the phone and hung up.

Thoughts returned, the sun was still hot, Lin Tong himself was prone to sweating, and the hair on his forehead was already soaked, sticking to his face, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

Fix it sooner.

Lin Tong thought so.

He put the file in his hand on the ground beside him, and moved his wrist lazily.

"Come on, come together or one by one?" Lin Tong hooked his fingers at them.

The knuckles are distinct, white enough to reflect light, and the shape is rarely slender and beautiful. Anyone who looks at it feels that the hand should not be used to beat people, but should be used to hold a paintbrush.

It might be a little strange to say this from someone else's mouth, but Lin Tong doesn't at all.

Maybe it's because he already has an aura of not getting close to strangers, even when provocative, his tone is cold, coupled with his beautiful and delicate eyebrows, his every move seems to be acting in an idol drama.

Seeing his appearance, Zhang Zheng gritted his teeth: "I haven't settled with you for the injury you caused Xiao Ye two days ago! Why, you are so arrogant when you come to No. [-] Middle School, why don't you take us seriously?" ?”

"Otherwise?" Lin Tong asked back, his tone not polite at all.

It's just his casual attitude coupled with that arrogant red hair, the words "not to be messed with" are written all over his body.

Zhang Zheng choked, but he didn't expect this person to be so direct.

After all, this is on campus. No matter how daring Zhang Zheng is, he will not do it in public. After all, there are no dead ends in the surveillance here. If he does it first, he will definitely be given a notice of withdrawal from school.

Zhang Zheng sneered twice, poking at Lin Tong's sore spot, "Are you impatient? Heh, it really fits your nickname, right? You're an arrogant mad dog."

Lin Tong's hand placed by his side suddenly tightened by two points.

"Crazy mother!"

At this moment, a chuckle suddenly came from the ear.

Lin Tong was sure that it was laughter, and it was an unrestrained voice.

He looked coldly, and saw a person standing only three steps away from them. He was about 1.8 meters tall and wearing a school uniform. Tall and handsome, he is not in the same style as these non-mainstream artists.

This man was wearing a mask, so he couldn't see his face clearly, but his smiling eyes were enough to tell that he was not bad looking.

Lin Tong felt his fist harden.

This forced him to stand so close to watch the excitement, and laugh at himself?

Ji Xing thought he was a more serious person, but he really couldn't hold back on this matter.

After all, whoever heard this nickname, coupled with that person's impatient and biting expression, might not be able to hold back.

Just now, I just heard that there was a conflict here, and I planned to come and get two punishments.

I didn't expect to meet Lin Tong and even know his cute nickname.

Ji Xing coughed lightly and looked away: "I'm sorry."

Lin Tong frowned. It was embarrassing to be witnessed by other people. He gave the telephone pole half a head higher than him a vicious look and asked, "Who are you?"

Ji Xing froze for a moment.

Does he not know himself?

Before Ji Xing had time to answer, he saw a figure flying past in front of him. The red-haired boy was hit hard by this punch. He tilted his head uncontrollably, and there was a tearing pain from the corner of his mouth.

Zhang Zheng succeeded, moved his wrist in satisfaction, and his mouth was still arrogant: "Aren't you awesome? Why can't you even dodge this?"

Lin Tong raised his hand and quickly wiped the corner of his mouth. Looking at the faint blood stain on the back of his hand, he paused for breathing.

this person...

Actually came to this set.

The group of people around looked at all this dumbfounded. Before they could react, they saw the red-haired boy in front of him curl his lips coldly, roll up his sleeves, and strike mercilessly.

He is arrogant, and he is indeed a bit fierce when fighting. It is different from the embroidered fist and embroidered legs. His fists are directly swung at people's faces.

The three of Zhang Zheng were not his opponents at all, but they were more powerful than others. One of the boys punched Lin Tong in the abdomen, and was immediately kicked back hard, causing him to leave the battle in pain.

The scuffle happened so fast that Ji Xing didn't have time to stop it, and was almost accidentally injured. Finally, he found the opportunity, without even thinking about it, he reached out and wrapped his arms around Lin Tong's waist, forcing him to separate from the three of them.

Lin Tong, who was swinging his fist, stopped suddenly.

At some point, a pair of hands appeared on his waist, tightly restraining him.

The temperature of the palm spread to the abdomen along the thin t-shirt, it was scorchingly hot, and one could even feel the slight movement when the fingertips rubbed against the fabric.

Lin Tong's ears turned red all of a sudden, and there was a numbness around his waist, and he subconsciously wanted to break free, but the man had great strength, and if he moved a little, the strange numbness would get worse, so he had no choice but to hold back. Consciously move forward.

It was this movement that made the person behind him think that he was going to run away, and the strength was a little bit stronger, even the fingertips used some strength, and the outline of the palm was more and more clearly pressed against the abdomen.

Lin Tong was like a cat being held by the back of the neck, he didn't dare to move anymore.

Zhang Zheng gritted his teeth and wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to rush forward, but was stared back by Ji Xing.

Immediately there was a sentence: "Okay, that's it."

There are more and more students gathering around, and now it happens to be a big class break, and many students who go to the small shop will pass by here. If there is too much trouble, the school will find out, and it will be difficult to deal with it.

"Do you three want to be punished?" Ji Xing's eyes were full of seriousness, and his eyes fell on the person he was holding, "Lin Tong, calm down."

Lin Tong was embraced by someone, and he looked back viciously: "None of your business? Let me go!"

"The problem hasn't been solved yet, just bear with it." Ji Xing's voice softened.

Lin Tong felt uncomfortable all over, he wanted to struggle to get away, but this man was so powerful that it was useless at all.

"Zhang Zheng, as a student of No. [-] middle school, you provoked first and then beat others. The circumstances are bad. I will report the truth to the school for handling." Ji Xing said with a bit of chill in his tone, "The same goes for the latter two."

Zhang Zheng stretched out his hand to cover his throbbing abdomen, and pointed directly at Lin Tong: "He's obviously better at fucking hands than us, why should he only punish us!"

"Because it was you who made the first move."

Ji Xing looked around, and there were obviously more people watching the heat,

There were more and more people watching the excitement around, apparently the situation had begun to ferment, Zhang Zheng looked around and found that there were many familiar faces around him.

Now even if he couldn't swallow this breath, he couldn't waste his time here. Before leaving, he said harshly: "Lin Tong! Just wait for me!"

Then he directly pulled up the two boys who fell on the ground, and limped and trotted towards the teaching building.

Seeing the angry figure disappear at the corner of the road, Ji Xing heaved a sigh of relief, finally let go of the man in his hand, and looked down.

Lin Tong was about half a head shorter than him, and he was wearing short sleeves with cartoon patterns printed on his body. He looked no different from a junior high school student. From this angle, he could just see his reddish ears and the full face. It's a reluctant expression, very cute.

Mainly because of looks.

This person is indeed very small, his skin is whiter than some girls, his eyes are big, his eyelashes can be seen from this angle, they are so long that they cast a shadow under his eyes, his whole person is as delicate as a porcelain doll.

And... very light.

I can even hug him.

The next second he let go of his hand, Ji Xing saw the man turn around, but he still hadn't reacted.A sharp pain suddenly hit his foot.

"Who told you to touch me?" Lin Tong gritted his teeth, his voice trembling slightly.

The scorching heat in his waist didn't seem to dissipate completely, but came along with the surging heat from the top of his head, making his head a little dizzy.

Ji Xingren was dumbfounded, hissed, and subconsciously took two steps back, his toes hurt so much that he frowned.

"Sorry, I'm just afraid they will bully you."

Lin Tong choked, frowned, and uttered a sentence: "You will look good on me again!"

After all, he turned his head and left.

The surrounding students saw the arrogant figure disappearing around the corner, so they dared to come forward, and they all became concerned.

"Senior Ji, are you okay?"

"Chairman, do you want to go to the infirmary?"

"Why is Lin Tong so over the top? He still wants to transfer to No. [-] Middle School like this, he must be dreaming!" A girl was indignant, "I'm going to sue the teacher, saying that he caused trouble at school!"

Ji Xing said softly, "Don't say that about him."

The girl who responded suddenly was stunned for a moment: "Why can't you say that, he really hit someone."

"It was someone who provoked him first. He is not the kind of person who will find trouble."

Ji Xing lowered his eyes and moved his slightly sore toes. If there is no accident, it will definitely be bruised.

The girl was very puzzled: "Senior, how can you help him speak! And why didn't you give him a punishment? He obviously did it first! Don't you usually just write it down..."

"Because I know him." Ji Xing's voice interrupted her lightly. He looked at the girl and narrowed his eyes. "He is not the kind of person you imagined."

The girl choked, but she didn't say anything after all.

The students onlookers chattered and said everything, Ji Xing calmed down and managed to control the situation without making too much noise.

"I heard that he plans to transfer to a key class. What if he is in the same class as Senior Ji?" A girl with a round hair was worried.

The person standing next to her comforted her: "No, isn't the chairman from the liberal arts class? No matter how powerful the relationship between that little bastard is, he won't go directly to the key class... right?"

The boy's last word was too uncertain, Ji Xing heard it in his ears, and his eyes suddenly lit up by two points.

Maybe I'm in the same class as myself?

·

Lin Tong found the Yusha building on the map, and with his excellent memory, he managed to get to that office.

The air conditioner was turned on in the office, and the cold wind was blowing slowly. There were three teachers in the room, but they were all busy grading the papers in their hands, so quiet that only the sound of the papers being flipped could be heard.

"I see that your science grades are very good..."

The homeroom teacher's surname is Song, he is a short man, slightly bald, the reflection on his forehead is similar to that of the principal, Lin Tong can just see his precarious hairline from this angle.

"But are you really sure you want to choose liberal arts?" Lao Song looked suspiciously at the boy in front of him with a Band-Aid on the corner of his mouth.

Lin Tong didn't change his face: "I'm sure."

Lao Song also wanted to persuade: "You will have a better future in science."

"I'm sure."

The tone is flat but has a feeling that people can't refuse.

Lao Song sighed, knowing that he couldn't persuade him anymore, so he could only fill in the subject column on the computer.

He couldn't figure out why he wanted to study liberal arts when he got in with full marks in science.

However, he has always respected the students' choices, so he had no choice but to give up.

While backing up the files on the computer, Lao Song urged: "You can come back to class tomorrow, and make some preparations this afternoon. The progress of No. [-] Middle School may be a little slower than ours. I will organize the teaching progress into a document and send it to you later. You can take advantage of the afternoon to preview at home."

Lin Tong agreed.

"You are here for the first time, and you don't know the way. I'll ask someone to show you the way. Let's go to the classroom first." Lao Song reminded a few more words, and couldn't control his gaze towards the person standing beside him. Glance over.

Just as Lin Tong was about to refuse, a voice came from the door.

"Teacher, I'm here to get the lesson plan." The voice was clear and polite, and Lin Tong felt familiar for some reason.

He looked back and was stunned for a moment.

The person who came in was none other than the telegraph pole that he stepped on just now.

Before he had time to react, he heard the teacher beside him greet happily: "Ji Xing, you are here, just to lead the way for this new classmate. I originally planned to call Xu Lulu to come, but now there is no need. When you return to the classroom Just take him with you."

Lao Song obviously liked this student very much, greeted him with a smile, took the lesson plan from the table and handed it to Ji Xing.

Ji Xing agreed, and reached out to take the lesson plan. His eyes fell on Lin Tong next to him, and he narrowed his eyes slightly: "This classmate, come with me."

Lin Tong: ...Can I refuse?

He obviously didn't have the right to choose, and in the end, under the earnest gaze of Lao Song, he followed Ji under great pressure.

"Student Xiaolin, why do you suddenly want to transfer here?" Ji Xing asked on the way.

Lin Tong, who was two steps behind him, felt a chill all over when he heard the four words before: "Don't call me classmate Xiao Lin."

Ji Xing looked back at him, the boy's face was obviously showing a bit of disgust and reluctance, as if he didn't want to talk to him.

"Then what should I call you?" Ji Xing controlled his smile and tried to keep his tone normal.

Lin Tong pursed his lower lip.

After a while, he said, "Brother Lin."

Ringo...

Ji Xing is now thankful that he is wearing a mask, otherwise he would be pissed off again if this person finds out that he is smiling.

"How about I call you Brother Tong, be different." Ji Xing suggested.

Lin Tong frowned and looked, is there something wrong with this guy called Ji Xing?

There is no one who is in a hurry to call someone brother.

Lin Tong cut a voice: "It's up to you."

When going down the stairs at the corner, a figure suddenly jumped out from the side, Lin Tong couldn't dodge in time and was bumped into him.

There was a blur in front of his eyes, and the sense of weightlessness suddenly hit, Lin Tong looked at the figure that was getting farther and farther away from him, and his mind went blank.

"Grass……"

At the same time as this sound, there was a very vague sound, as if someone was running towards here.

Lin Tong closed his eyes.

If he was given another chance, he would definitely choose not to come to No. [-] Middle School, a bullshit school.

The expected pain did not hit.

In its place is a grounded, even dizzying, feeling.

When Lin Tong opened his eyes again, he found that he was lying in a very strange place, surrounded by strange faces, all of which were full of concern.

Until I saw that familiar hairline appearing in my sight, it was Lao Song, the class teacher I had just met.

Lin Tong opened his mouth, and before he had time to say hello, he heard the middle-aged man in front of him let out a cry of grief that could be called his own son being injured.

"Ji Xing! You finally woke up! The teacher is worried about you..."

Lin Tong: ...?

Is this man out of his mind?