A weak attack dog blood essay

Suddenly becoming the focus, He Juan frowned subconsciously.

Fortunately, at this time, the English teacher said in time: "What are you all doing there?"

Guan Shijing could already stand up by himself.

He Juan simply helped him to the desk, and returned to his seat after he sat down.

The following English class was basically not difficult for He Juan. After one class, He Juan took out a brand new black leather notebook and wrote on the top of the first page: English, college entrance examination paper.

He Juan had always been good at English in the original world, and high scores in CET-[-] and CET-[-] were not too difficult for the students in their school.

After graduation, He Juan also passed the IELTS test because he planned to go abroad, but later, the aunt who raised He Juan got cancer, and He Juan gave his college savings to his aunt for treatment.

The idea of ​​going abroad was put on hold, and he simply recruited into a big factory.

But the English foundation is still there, so you don’t need to review too much, you just need to buy the college entrance examination papers to familiarize yourself with the question types, and just brush up the questions.

After listening to a class carefully, when the bell rang, He Juan felt his arm was poked.

He Juan turned his head, it was off time.

The black and soft hair hung obediently. Seeing He Juan looked over, Guan Shijing's light brown eyes were bent, showing a grateful smile: "Thank you just now."

The protagonist with a beautiful heart and a kind heart is indeed harmless when he smiles, He Juan thought to himself.

He accepted Guan Shijing's thanks frankly, nodded lightly, and then heard laughter.

It was the boy who bumped into him in the morning. I don’t know when he walked nearby. His school uniform was zippered half open, revealing the black skull T-shirt inside. The boy walked to He Juan and Guan Shijing with his new pimples. In the aisle between: "Guan Shijing, you have to stay away from He Juan, he has bad luck."

"Maybe he was infected by his unlucky aura, which is why he fainted."

He Juan finally raised his head as the boy's malice rushed over his face.

The originally gloomy young man was now clear and cool, and the beautiful peach blossom eyes under the thick eyelashes followed the young man's head up, and fell into the eyes of the classmates who seemed to have nothing to see.

The originally noisy classroom was suddenly silent for a moment at this moment.

"Didn't you brush your teeth this morning?" It was clear that He Juan was sitting, but his aura was no worse than that of the standing boy. On the contrary, he was too good-looking, so the boy with oily face and pimples looked a bit wretched .

The world in the book is not the same as the era in which the world lived in the He wean world, where the information exploded and Internet terms were everywhere.

Even though there are many children who are either rich or expensive in this school, everyone's living environment is relatively blank and simple.

So He Juan's nonsense words made the mocking boy stunned, and he subconsciously asked, "What do you mean?"

He Juan began to feel bored again, childish verbal violence, superficial and ignorant, thinking that bullying others can improve his status, but in fact the eyes of others are just watching the show: "Your mouth is so smelly, I thought you didn't brush teeth."

A muffled laugh sounded, the boy reacted for two seconds, realized that He Juan was scolding him, and suddenly became furious, he swung his fist and smashed it on He Juan's desk: "You're fucking looking for death, aren't you?"

Guan Shijing reacted quickly, he grabbed the boy's arm: "What are you doing?"

Adolescent boys can't bear to be provoked, not to mention that he thinks he is very popular, but being ridiculed, he feels even more burning, his ears are not sure whether it is shame or anger, his whole body is red, and he looks a little hideous: "What am I/doing? Why is he scolding me! "

Guan Shijing didn't let go, He Juan glanced at the boy's wheat-colored right hand with downcast eyes, frowned, and finally got a little impatient, he pulled the boy's hand away skillfully, and then felt that he was also dirty after touching the boy's right hand in adolescence, a little cleanliness He stood up: "Get out of the way."

This attitude of not taking people seriously made the boy even more angry. At this moment, a cold voice sounded: "Enough."

The atmosphere that was about to boil seemed to be paused, even He Juan looked over.

The young man who had never looked at this side from the beginning to the end finally looked over.

He was holding a pen in his hand, and the desk was clean, except for a half-written test paper with dense formulas on it.

The young man has a straight posture and sits upright. He stands out from the group of high school students. His long and narrow eyes covered by gold-rimmed glasses reflect a cold gaze: "Don't fight in the classroom."

Fu Xian didn't say anything later, but everyone understood his hidden meaning: don't disturb him.

Fu Xian is the class monitor and has many followers. The boys are obviously not reconciled, but they dare not do anything in the classroom.Otherwise, he will only lose face even more.

No matter what, Fu Xian rescued him. When passing by Fu Xian's desk, He Juan stopped and thanked him.

Fu Xian straightened his back, stopped holding the pen, a drop of ink fell on the test paper along the tip of the pen, and a stain instantly appeared on the clean and tidy test paper.

Without hesitation, Fu Xian crumpled the paper that was almost finished, and then threw it into the desk drawer, as if it was some kind of garbage, or it was garbage.

Then Fu Xian took out another paper and started from scratch.

It was as if he didn't hear He Juan's thanks.

He Juan wasn't angry, but felt a little amazed that the flower of Gaoling in the novel... so it was like this.

When He Juan came back after washing his hands, he was really angry when he saw that the place where the chairs were originally placed behind the desk was empty.

He changed his previous thinking. Although these malice were superficial and naive, they really disturbed his life.

The author says:

Fu Xian [at this time]: boring, contemptuous;

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Poke the column to bookmark and pre-collect—the heartthrob cannon fodder is much loved [Quick wear;

Highlight: The main attack of this article;

Cannon fodder vicious, frivolous, vain, jealous, lazy, greedy;

He should have been the most contemptuous and vicious villain in the story. Every time he reincarnated, he would be stuck in the mud, die a bad death, fend for himself in a dark corner, no one cares;

One day, he suddenly woke up;

The appearance covered by the plot appears like a white mist;

He is still vicious and selfish, frivolous and vain;

But the gods living in the clouds also bowed their heads and begged humbly: God, let him look at me, I am willing to give everything he is vicious, someone holds a sword for him, just for the beautiful fingertips to be white and not stained with dust;

He is vain, and someone finds all the treasures of the world for him, and builds a golden house;

He's flirtatious and selfish, but still cute...

First World: Jealousy;

The cannon fodder is the son of a brothel girl, the biggest stain on Shangjing Duke's Mansion, he was not taken back to the Duke's Mansion until he was 15 years old. In the original world line, he was jealous of his eldest brother who was the eldest son, jealous of the capable second brother who was a concubine, and currying favor with the prince. Competing for resources like a clown, secretly provoking and framing, and finally being used by others, dealt a heavy blow to the Duke's mansion, and was "died of illness" by his most admired father. He was dying and even had no genealogy. His greatest wish was to become a Duke. He raised his eyebrows and stomped his annoying brother under his feet.

After awakening, he didn't change his mind, nor did his methods become smarter, but everything was different——[From the concubine that everyone despises to the untouchable white moonlight in the heart of Shangjing's dignitaries and ministers]

Second World: Greed;

This is a world of cultivating immortals. The cannon fodder is the greedy younger brother of the Son of Destiny. He has poor qualifications and is greedy for his brother's talent and spiritual roots.

When carrying out the conspiracy, he was discovered by his elder brother's master, and ended up being disillusioned, suffering so much that he had to die;

After awakening, he still looked greedily at his elder brother's spiritual roots and resources, and even his identity as a direct disciple of the head of the sect, but this time, people kept praising him in front of him—— arrogance

The third world... [to be updated]

Mine Clearance [must see! ! 】;

Most important: main attack, weak attack, attack is a beautiful and slender boy;

1 The protagonist has no brains, and will not become smarter or kinder after being reborn once. He is a vicious villain with talent and skills as his face;

2 The protagonist will lose the memory of the previous world every time he reincarnates, and the fertilization will be divided into slices! !Small World Gong doesn’t necessarily fall in love with only one person, whoever is most useful to him will fall in love with whomever, he is heartless, but he will not date two people at once, and will break up and talk about the next one