Xueba's little wild cat is too sultry [ABO]

In mid-August, the heat of midsummer has not faded away.

Inside the teaching building, Fan Du was carrying his schoolbag on one shoulder, looking out the window boredly. His father's assistant was explaining to the head teacher who was bald in middle age, as if he was not coming to school, but the prince was leaving the palace to go to Jiangnan. , The nagging made him very irritable.

He touched his pocket, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, and slipped out to find a secluded place while the two people over there were not paying attention.

This is a corner, probably due to the lack of surveillance cameras, many teenagers who share the same acquaintance with Fan Du gathered here to share the spoils, and a pack of cigarettes was divided up.

Fan Du didn't want to bump into anyone, so he walked through the long corridor to the bathroom at the end, closed the small door of the cubicle, and took out the lighter to light a cigarette.

A cigarette had just burned halfway, and before the ash fell, there was a sudden sound of chaotic footsteps outside, followed by a sudden loud noise, a person flew in sideways, and hit the door panel of the compartment with his back , With a "bang", the cigarette ash in Fan Du's hand was directly shaken out.

Standing alone at the door, he still kept kicking people. He was wearing the school uniform of the No. [-] Middle School.

Through the crack in the door, Fan Du saw the sportsman wearing a steel neck guard on the back of his neck. This is a differentiated ALPHA.

Fan Du touched the steel neck guard on the back of his neck, but did not speak.

The one who fell to the ground was a thin boy, obsessive, lying on the ground for a long time, unable to get up.

The sports student knelt down, reached out and patted his face, "Brothers are smoking, did you report it to the director?"

The weak boy was so frightened that he couldn't speak clearly, "No...no."

The sports student pulled one corner of his mouth, "Aren't you telling the truth?"

The weak boy's lips trembled up and down, "No, it's not me..."

The sports student kicked the weak boy hard in the heart and sent him flying.The weak boy hit the back of his head on the urinal in the toilet, lying on the ground and retching violently.

Fan Du frowned, and was about to open the door to go out, when the bathroom door was suddenly kicked open with a loud bang, shaking off a thick layer of wall dust.

A man walked in, his footsteps were so light that he could hardly hear him, he was wearing a blue and white school uniform with his arms open, his scalp was shaved with only a layer of green stubble left, his eyelids were drooping, and a cigarette was dangling from his mouth .

Fan Du's pupils narrowed slightly, unexpectedly, this person looks very good-looking.

It's not Zhou Zheng with thick eyebrows and big eyes in the traditional aesthetics. This man's facial features are deeply evil, with a high nose bridge, and a small cinnabar mole at the end of his eyes, like a stroke when a pen is about to run out. , with a cigarette in his mouth, looking quite rebellious.

The weak boy was speechless, "Thank you...thank you..."

Fan Du suspected that he wanted to say thank you for coming, and he wanted to say welcome to the next visit.

In the end, the elder brother was so vicious that he suddenly slapped him, pressing the gym student's head against the door panel, and there was a loud bang.

The sports student stiffened his neck, because the hair was pulled in his hands, and there were veins all over his neck, and he let out a gasp from the depths of his throat, "Brother Xie...Brother Xie, don't..."

The boss gave the weak boy a look, "Why don't you get out?"

Only then did the weak boy come to his senses, and fled the scene scrambling.

The boss didn't seem to have that much patience, and suddenly he slammed the gym student's hair against the door, and the old ashes that had accumulated over the years fell down in a rustle.

At this time, there was a howl from outside the bathroom, "Thank you! What are you doing!"

Fan Du thought to himself, so his name is Xie Gu.

The sports student struggled and ran out from under Xie Gu's hands, tears streaming down his face, "Director! Director, save me!"

A fat middle-aged bald man broke into the bathroom with a pointer in his hand, and pointed to thank him, "Thank you! How dare you blatantly hit someone in school?!"

Xie Gu flicked the ashes off his body, not paying attention to the director at all.

The sports student complained, "Director, thank you...he stole money!"

Xie Gu gritted his teeth, a vein popped out of his forehead, and he gave a fierce look, "Try nonsense!"

The sports student flinched, and then hugged the director and cried, "Director, you are the master!"

The director's blood pressure also rose, "Thank you!"

He grabbed Xie Gu by his collar and was about to take him away. Fan Du was hesitating whether to go out and tell the truth when the phone in his pocket vibrated suddenly.

The director's eyes immediately flew to the toilet cubicle, "Who? Come out!"

Fan Du raised his hands and walked out from the toilet cubicle.

The director laughed angrily, "Okay, there is one more hidden, let's go together!"

Before Fan Du had time to explain, he was packed into the teaching office with a group of ball balls.

"Staying hard, not studying, not listening to class, running here to fight?" The director patted the table, spitting and staring, "Aren't you full and full! Isn't it!"

The people in the Academic Affairs Office dragged their voices out, "Yes—"

"Do you understand the code of conduct for middle school students? Can you memorize it?!"

"Won't--"

The director's blood pressure was even higher, and he pointed at all the people present, "I have to let you have a long memory this time, everyone, in the principle of unity and friendship, give me a hug for 5 minutes, I will time it now! "