The Sick Villain Just Want to Live

Tang Nuan was originally purely out of concern, but only after asking about it did she realize that she was not asking for it.

She and Zhu Tong were stunned together, then turned to look at the other party.

Shao Ming no longer looked at them, but was flipping through something with his mobile phone, but he paused his fingers and said with a light smile, "Well, the photo was pretty good."

Zhu Tong: "?"

He tilted his head and glanced over, and said in surprise, "Why do you have this group?"

Shao Ming said casually: "The new group made up the numbers, I don't know who was drawn in."

Zhu Tong: "..."

Didn't Shao Ming see all the content posted there?

"you……"

Zhu Tong paused and asked, "Aren't you angry?"

Shao Ming said, "Angry? Why?"

Zhu Tong: "Just... just what they said..."

Shao Ming: "What did they say?"

"..."

Zhu Tong suddenly froze.

Tang Nuan in the front seat had already keenly noticed something. He looked at Zhu Tong, who was a little at a loss, and then at Shao Ming, who was calm and composed, with a little understanding in his eyes.

She turned her body back silently, with her back to them and pricked up her ears.

Zhu Tong didn't know that his "comrade-in-arms" had slipped away, thinking about the remarks he just saw on Tang Nuan's phone...he couldn't say it.

"Please be sure to take it back to Jiangjiang Niangniang? This sentence?"

"!"

Zhu Tong's eyes widened in shock.

He even read it out!

Seeing that he didn't speak, Shao Ming smiled and said, "Is it better to match the two men?"

"..."

"I'm so crazy."

"This skillful posture can be done often at first sight, and it's good physical strength to learn from God."

"The princess hugged and killed me, please slap me hard with sweeter dog food."

Shao Ming's tone was calm, his voice was very soft, and he read without passion, but judging from the corners of his mouth that could not be lifted, it was obvious that he was in a good mood.

Zhu Tong didn't know what to say anymore.

Shao Ming continued: "This close-together position, Xueshen..."

Reading stops suddenly.

If the latter words are published on a formal platform, they will probably be criticized.

No matter how thick-skinned Shao Ming was, he didn't have the nerve to read it out completely. He let out a "cough", put away his phone, looked at a certain young master who was completely sluggish, and commented solemnly, "These people are quite interesting."

Zhu Tong: "..."

What's so interesting about these people?

Shao Ming approached him and said, "Are you angry?"

Zhu Tong subconsciously said: "Why am I angry..."

"Yeah, you are not angry, why should I be angry?"

"..."

Zhu Tong reacted quickly.

Makes sense!

Why are you angry when you know it's fake?

As expected, he was too deeply poisoned by the setting of this Tanmei literature world.

This makes people with ghosts in their hearts see ghosts in everything!

He said in a daze: "That's right, it's fine if you don't get angry, yes, there's nothing to be angry about."

"But it's really not nutritious." Shao Ming's eyes darkened, and he approached him and said, "Why don't you tell me something nutritious?"

"..."

nutritious?What counts as nutritious?

Zhu Tong hesitated: "Then I will recite a passage for you?"

Shao Ming: "..."

Shao Ming said: "Why do you think those words are not nutritious?"

Zhu Tong felt that Shao Ming's question was very oppressive. He blinked and said carefully, "Because... those words are all nonsense."

Shao Ming asked: "Nonsense words are not nutritious, so what kind of words are nutritious?"

Zhu Tong: "..."

Lying is not nutritious, but not being blind is nutritious.

So what is it if you are not blind?

Zhu Tong's heart skipped a beat.

Shao Ming looked at him with bent eyes and a smile.

Zhu Tong was a little nervous, what exactly did Shao Ming want him to say?

He vaguely grasped something, but he couldn't grasp it as if it was nothing.

After a moment of silence, at the door of the classroom, Wen Shu had already entered the classroom with a lesson plan.

Zhu Tong glanced at the podium, then turned his head and urged him: "The teacher is here, put your phone away."

The smile on Shao Ming's face remained undiminished, his eyes drooped to get rid of the complicated emotions in his eyes, and he said softly: "Okay."

On the podium, Wen Shu looked at the energetic students after the holiday, with a smile on his face, "It seems that everyone had a good holiday."

Someone wailed immediately, "There are six or seven days of National Day, and there are more than a dozen papers. You are a teacher in the old class, and you don't know how hard you study. In fact, our holiday is really hard."

Shi Wenshu looked at the student, and said in a gentle voice, "I've been tormented until I went back to school today and copied more than a dozen papers?"

"..."

"Hahahahahaha."

There was laughter in the classroom.

Shi Wenshu didn't blame the student, and his tone was still calm: "It's the holiday, the homework assigned by the teacher must be done well, the questions that you don't know how to do can be left blank, copying homework is not recommended, although the last monthly exam is over , study still needs to be taken seriously, and the other thing is that after the holiday, the school plans to organize a chorus competition, and every class has to participate..."

"Wow!"

"it is good!"

"awesome!"

Before the words on the podium were finished, there was a burst of applause in the classroom.

For high school students who have suffered from study oppression for a long time, any group activities other than study can arouse their enthusiasm a hundred times.

Someone shouted: "Teacher Shi, what will our class sing?"

Shi Wenshu said with a smile: "I have already selected the track, so I will sing the authentic battle. This song was sung by the student choruses I led in the previous two sessions, and it will definitely be in the top three."

After he spoke the repertoire, there was an eerie silence in the classroom for a second or two.

"Tunnel warfare, is that the tunnel warfare I thought of?"

"A song that reveals your age?"

"Is he only in his 30s when he was old? He won't be that kind of childish face, in fact he is already in his 50s, right? This old-fashioned song selection...can I refuse?"

"Be content, don't care what song it is, as long as it can delay learning, let the chorus come more violently!"

"..."

There was a lot of discussion in the classroom, and a curious baby in the back row went online again, "What song is tunnel warfare?"

Shao Ming seemed to have gotten used to him not understanding anything, he thought for a while and said directly: "Want to listen?"

Zhu Tong looked at Teacher Shi on the podium, and said in a low voice, "Let's listen after class."

Knowing what he was worried about, Shao Ming smiled and said, "It's okay, I have a solution."

"What way? Wear headphones?"

They don't seem to have headphones in their classrooms.

Shao Ming already bowed his head, took the phone and quickly opened the music software, turned the volume down to the lowest, pressed play and stuffed it into the sleeve of his wrist.

"Come here." He said softly.

Zhu Tong Yiyan moved her ear closer.

The ear was slightly warm, Shao Ming put his hand around the back of his head, and put it on his ear, with a hard mobile phone in between, and a few slender fingers that had nowhere to rest, plucking his auricle intentionally or unintentionally.

Zhu Tong trembled for a moment, but was soon attracted by the sound of drilling into the eardrum.

He hadn't heard these songs before, and everyone in the classroom was complaining about corniness, but Zhu Tong couldn't hear them.

The tune is lighter, the lyrics are dense, and more imposing.

He frowned suddenly when he heard it, "I may not be able to sing this song."

Shao Ming raised his eyebrows and said, "Why?"

Zhu Tong said: "My lung capacity is not very good, I may be out of breath when I sing this."

The lyrics and music are so coherent that he may not even have time to catch his breath.

In order to listen to the song for Zhu Tong naturally, Shao Ming put one hand on his shoulder at this time, and the two of them were very close.

While listening to the song, Zhu Tong tilted his head to talk to him, and his soft breath hit Shao Ming directly in the face.

A very normal sentence made Shao Ming feel itchy in his heart. He swallowed dryly, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "Why are you panting?"

Zhu Tong said: "Just panting, maybe I can't keep up with the rhythm, and it will drag others down."

Shao Ming: "..."

The boy's side face is close at hand. Although there is still not much flesh on his face, it looks ruddy after so many days.

His neck is slender and fair, and the breath he exhales is warm and even. What would this face look like if it really messed up his breathing?

Shao Ming's thoughts were slightly confused, and he unconsciously said, "Really?"

Zhu Tong nodded: "Yes."

He has to tell Teacher Shi that he still doesn't want to participate in the chorus.

The song of more than two minutes was played quickly, and the music stopped automatically after the end.

Zhu Tong raised his head and said, "I've finished listening."

Shao Ming didn't move, his hand was still on his ear.

Suddenly, a gaze from the podium came over, "Zhu Tong? What are you discussing with Shao Ming? Is there anything you want to say?"

Shi Wenshu had been paying more attention to Zhu Tong because of his poor health. When he looked up, he saw the two students he was most concerned about were bowing their heads and whispering. He couldn't help being a little curious.

However, in the eyes of the students, their "whispering" is not the case.

Who whispers and covers one ear and speaks from the other ear?

What are those two people doing! !

More and more eyes in the classroom were focused on the two of them. Zhu Tong turned his head to look at the hand on his right shoulder, and subconsciously reminded him: "Your phone..."

Shao Ming retracted his hands naturally and said, "There's nothing to discuss, his ears are a little cold, I'll cover him."

The whole class: "..."

His ears are cold, why do you need to cover him!

Without waiting for someone to ask questions, Shao Ming said again: "By the way, teacher, can I add a word to read before the chorus? My voice is not very good, so I may not be able to sing. It's best for two people. I am at the same table with me, otherwise It's so lonely to read by myself."

"..."

Strength explains what it means to open your eyes and tell nonsense.

Such a mid-spirited voice is called a bad voice, so the chorus of their class is probably going to be cold this time.

Want to sit at the same table with him?

Unruly thoughts are clearly revealed!

But excellent students always have privileges, Shi Wen Shu said: "That's fine, this song originally had lyrics to be recited, and the original lyrics were recited by men and women together, but there are many boys in our class, so it's okay for you and Zhu Tong to recite together." Okay, although the words are a little less, but the focus is on participation, so that's it."

Shi Wenshu made the final decision.

He also asked the literary and art committee to move the stereo in the office, intending to repeat the single for everyone during the self-study class. It will be much more convenient to practice after getting familiar with the tune.

Zhu Tong was still bewildered.

"You... have a bad voice?"

Shao Ming said, "What do you think?"

Zhu Tong: "..."

He thinks he has a pretty good voice.

Then why did he say that he has a bad voice? It's obviously because his lungs are not good.

Although what this reason says may make people think he is hypocritical.

It's just singing, if you have bad lungs, you can keep your voice down, what can't you sing?

His aloofness might also be a turn off for others.

But now he didn't sing because Shao Ming helped him to propose it. Shao Ming had a playful smile all day long, and he could talk to everyone in class. .

Zhu Tong suddenly smiled: "Thank you."

Shao Ming said: "You're welcome, I really don't want to sing."

Zhu Tong was puzzled and said, "Why?"

Shao Ming pondered for a moment and said, "Because it's stupid."

"?"

Zhu Tong didn't understand the stupidity at first, until the class sang for the first time.

If the original singer of the song sounds united and unyielding, the chorus of the third class is a melee between monsters and monsters.

"Tunnel warfare, tunnel warfare, there are tens of thousands of magic soldiers in ambush..."

The chorus is uneven, and the solo is tone-deaf.

Zhu Tong felt that his eardrums were being tested inhumanly every day.

"Do you need this?" Shao Ming suddenly handed him two cotton balls.

Zhu Tong felt that he was really well equipped.

But he refused.

Although the ears are tortured, this lively atmosphere is quite interesting.

However, just as he refused, he whispered in his ear: "Tunnel warfare..."

A word "Hey" is imposing, like a magic sound piercing the ears, full of lethality.

The pen that Zhu Tong just picked up was dropped by the visitor with a "hey", and he turned his head slowly.

Luo Suo said with a look of complacency: "Brother Ming, Zhutong, it's a pity that the two of you don't join the chorus. I found that this song not only washes the brain, but also refreshes the mind. Every time I finish singing it, I always follow the song." It’s like having a massage, and I feel refreshed and refreshed!”

Shao Ming smiled and said, "If you come to sing in front of me again, I can change your mind to refresh you."

Rosso: "..."

"Brother Ming, you are unreasonable. How can you kill a person's enthusiasm for music? Am I not good at singing? Isn't my pursuit of music worthy of admiration? Isn't my hard work worthy of encouragement? Yes Right? Zhutong?"

Zhu Tong: "...Huh?"

Rosso praised me with a begging expression: "What do you think of my singing? Am I very talented in music?"

Zhu Tong raised his hands and rubbed his ears that were almost deaf by "Hey", and said honestly: "I don't know if you have talent, but you do have an obsession with music that everyone should not live in."

Rosso: "..."

Shao Ming couldn't help but put his arms around Zhu Tong and said, "Did you hear that? Get the hell out of here and make trouble for others."

Rosso, a freshly-baked musician, was hit by two people. Since then, his music dream has been interrupted and he has become a salted fish.

After driving away the human-shaped loudspeaker, Shao Ming saw that Zhu Tong was still rubbing his ears from time to time, and he was a little worried: "Is your ear uncomfortable?"

"A little ringing in the ears." Zhu Tong said: "It's okay, it will be fine after a while."

Shao Ming said, "Let me see."

"It's all right..."

While talking, Zhu Tong didn't avoid the hand he stretched out, and let him pinch his ear to check it.

However, tinnitus is generally not a problem with the ears, and there is nothing to be seen.

On the contrary, it was their intimacy that made no one else look around, which made the squad leader who turned around and planned to discuss the recitation with them see something different.

These two really had an affair!

Zhu Tong noticed her gaze and turned to look over.

Tang Nuan immediately said: "I didn't see anything, you continue."

Zhu Tong: "..."

He suddenly realized that the comments he saw in the group last time might not be the fault of others.

Some of his and Shao Ming's actions seemed to be easily misunderstood.

Whether it's the princess hug on the racecourse, or Shao Ming's skillful "hands-on" with him.

Because Shao Ming was too kind to him.

But Shao Ming treats him so kindly, why doesn't the degree of affection not move?

The progress bar has been silent for days.

The system will not be broken, right?

The system suddenly said: "Thank you for your concern, the host, you are still alive, and the system is running normally."

Zhu Tong: "..."

That means Bai Yueguang is broken.

He looked sideways at Shao Ming.

system:"……"

"If the favorability continues to rise and fall, you will really be ruined."

Zhu Tong: "..."

Seeing him suddenly looking over, Shao Ming was about to ask him what's the matter when his phone vibrated.

He lowered his head to unlock it and looked at it, his eyes darkened.

His mood change was too obvious, Zhu Tong worried: "What's wrong?"

Shao Ming raised his head and said, "It's okay."

He glanced at the phone again, and after locking the screen, he got up and said, "I'll go out for a while."

Zhu Tong subconsciously wanted to ask him where he had been, but the words froze on his lips.

Because Shao Ming's face was still calm when he was talking to him just now, but after looking away from his face, he suddenly revealed a bit of coldness.

Zhu Tong had never seen Shao Ming's negative emotions so obvious, he couldn't help but be taken aback.

In a daze, Shao Ming had already walked towards the back door of the classroom.

Zhu Tong looked at the direction he was walking after leaving the classroom, he didn't go to the bathroom, and his doubts in his heart became heavier.

At this time, another person rushed in from the back door of the classroom, and it was Luo Suo who was about to go to the bathroom.

Before Luo Suo left the classroom, he was still a salted fish who had been beaten too much, and when he entered the classroom, he was full of blood and revived. When he rushed over, his face was anxious, he glanced at the empty seats, and asked Zhu Tong, "Where is Brother Ming? "

Zhu Tong pointed to the direction of the stairwell: "He said he would go out for a while."

"..."

Rosso paused, turned around and left.

Zhu Tong said anxiously: "Wait, did something happen? What did he do?"

Luo Suodao didn't hide it from him, and said seriously: "Qiu Shaoping is out of prison...I won't tell you anymore, I'll go to Brother Ming, you can help me ask for leave later."

"..."

Qiu Shaoping?

Zhu Tong was slightly startled.

Shao Ming's stepfather who domestically abused his mother?

He got up and was about to follow when the system reminded him, "What can you do now?"

Zhu Tong: "..."

Shao Ming walked in such a hurry, something must have happened.

It would be a disservice for him to go now.

But if you don't go...

"Trust him a little more. Wouldn't Bai Yueguang live well without you? You have time to worry about him, why don't you think about how to increase your favorability."

That's right.

Zhu Tong sat on his seat and frowned. He looked at the direction where the two disappeared, and suddenly got up and said, "Squad leader, I'll take a leave of absence and I'll be back soon."

Now is the free self-study time after dinner. Shi Wenshu arranged for this self-study class to practice singing together. Instead of listening to the magic sound in the classroom, it is better to go and have a look.

Well, he just went to see.

Thinking this way, before Tang Nuan could respond, Zhu Tong had already followed out of the classroom.

In a milk tea shop, a man in his 50s was sitting on a high chair in front of the counter. He looked as thin as a stick, but his eyes were as cold as a snake, staring closely at the woman behind the counter.

There were no customers in the milk tea shop, and behind the counter there were two newly hired girls hiding behind Shao Yujie, looking at the people in front of the counter, holding each other's hands and not daring to speak.

Shao Yujie's back was dripping with cold sweat, but she didn't dare to show her timidity.

She said sternly, "Qiu Shaoping, what on earth do you want to do? Let me tell you, I have already called the police, you..."

"Call the police?" the skinny man said hoarsely, "What did I do? I just got out of the bureau, and you want them to take me back? Okay, let them come, I'll wait."

Shao Yujie: "You..."

"Yujie." The man's voice was gentle, "As the saying goes, a husband and wife are a hundred days of kindness. You and your son have ruined me for nothing. I finally came out. If I don't come to thank you mother and son, isn't it justified?"

His eyes dimmed, making people feel cold.

The two little girls were frightened and trembled, and said in a trembling voice, "Boss, this person..."

"It's okay, don't be afraid." Shao Yujie comforted them, and then said to Qiu Shaoping: "Tell me, what do you want?"

As soon as she said the words, Qiu Shaoping's face became excited, his hands rested on the counter, his eyes were dark: "What do I want? Don't you know? Tell me where that bastard is."

His voice changed suddenly: "Where is your son! Oh, no, he is not your son at all, he..."

Before the words were finished, the closed door of the milk tea shop was suddenly pushed open, and there was a sound of hurried footsteps approaching. Just as Qiu Shaoping turned his head, he didn't even see the person clearly, and the back of his neck was pulled tightly by someone.

The collar strangled his neck, and his breathing was suddenly blocked, and his face was blue with suffocating strength, but he strangely did not show any fear, and even showed an uncontrollable excited smile.

He grabbed his collar and began to struggle.

Shao Ming didn't give him any chance, he dragged people out of the milk tea shop amidst the startled exclamation behind the counter.

There were many people coming and going in the square outside the store, and many people who wanted to buy milk tea had already gathered because of the suspicious "old man", who was suddenly dragged out of the milk tea shop, and the huge movement directly made the entrance of the milk tea shop a whole The focal point of the square.

Under the horrified gazes of a group of passers-by, Shao Ming threw the person who was dragged out onto the square with great force.

The person who was thrown out made a "bang" on the square, curled up into a ball in pain.

Shao Ming looked at him coldly from above, without the slightest warmth in his eyes, "As you wish, don't come here without any problems."

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感谢在2021-11-1016:27:44~2021-11-1116:09:21期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Yu Mei's cat;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of red jasmine;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!