Can it be made public?

After listening to Jian Mingyuan's whole story about the triangular relationship between himself, his crush, and his rival, Ji Li felt that he could write a paper in class, titled "How Rumors Are Generated".

Regarding Jian Mingyuan's verification, Ji Li only denied it with a "no", and let the other party ask how he wanted to, without explaining a word.

A few words of unknown truth or false news that occasionally circulated on the high school campus may not be as popular as the Internet's upgrading.

Especially now that it coincides with the school sports meeting.

At least Jian Mingyuan still had time to ask questions at noon, and after lunch, he only remembered to worry about the approaching 5000 meters.

Ji Li handed over the manuscript to the broadcasting room, took his mobile phone and went outside the playground, watching the long-distance running event that is said to be able to disable a leg.

In front of the green barbed wire, besides the sophomores, there were also many first-year students who ran out in their free time: "How is it? Have you found any handsome ones?"

"Sister, do you have any misunderstanding about the quality of boys in our school?"

"How to say?"

"Just look at the people in our class. They wear glasses and shave their chests. They face the test papers and their backs to the sky. They don't work hard.

"It's too exaggerated... Then, look at that boy who just ran over there! No. 48!"

"Uh……"

"Does it look good?"

"That's it."

"I know you were slapped in the face, but your evaluation is completely personal." The girl leaned on the stone railing and looked up at the runway for a long time, "It's still my favorite one, clear and cold. You Say yes?"

The side didn't speak.

She simply tugged at her companion's sleeve: "Is it?"

The side replied: "Yeah."

"I'll just say..." The girl realized that there was something wrong with the voice that responded to her just now, and subconsciously turned her head.

Ji Li smiled at her: "Hello."

The girl reacted for half a second, then let go of her hand like an electric shock: "I'm sorry!"

"It's okay." Ji Li pointed sideways down the steps, "It seems that your friend just went down."

The girl ran down in a hurry, and finally found her best friend on the side of the runway: "What are you doing down here?"

"Observe closely." The other party's voice was faint, "I admit that I made generalizations before."

"Oh."

"Why do you react like this? You don't even mock me?"

"I climbed the wall a minute ago." The girl faced the other party's shocked gaze and said mysteriously, "I found that I prefer the gentle ones compared to the cold ones."

Ji Li turned his attention to the runway again.

The playground is open and open, and he didn't wear noise-canceling headphones this time. The person who told him the night before that he didn't apply for any event appeared at the 5000-meter race, wearing a red coat that the referee gave out, but It has become a dazzling landscape.

Someone nearby commented: "The 5000-meter race should be the race with the largest proportion of sports students, right?"

"Hmm, except for deadlifts to make up the numbers, who would take the initiative to apply for this kind of event."

"This No. 48 is okay, and he can still run first among a bunch of sports students."

"Yeah, awesome."

Ji Li didn’t lie when he said that he was powerful on the phone at the beginning. He really felt that in such a situation of backward innate conditions, he was unwilling to sink and was willing to struggle, so that people who went against the current were very, very dazzling.

At least he hasn't grown crooked in such a family environment, and Ji Li has only met Ying Yunsheng in so many years.

With a wave of his hand, the referee teacher called out the number of the first one to cross the finish line.

After Ying Yunsheng registered his grades, he took his coat and walked to the classroom. As soon as he arrived at the basketball court, he saw a familiar figure in front of the barbed wire.

He stopped.

"No. 48." Ji Li smiled, "It's amazing."

Ying Yunsheng walked up to him: "I was pulled over to make up the numbers."

"what?"

"The people in our class who were scheduled to run 5000 meters vomited nervously."

"Uh……"

"Really." Ying Yunsheng explained, "He was brought back to the classroom by other people. I happened to be doing my homework in the classroom, and they called me out when they saw it."

"Oh."

I heard that someone vomited because of nervous endocrine disorders before the college entrance examination, but this is the first time I heard that people vomited nervously at the school sports meeting.

Ying Yunsheng said: "I did not apply for any events at the beginning, and they used this reason to let me play."

Ji Li originally thought that the other party was just sharing a story with him, and only realized something when he heard this sentence.

This seems to be... explaining to him specially.

But why?

Is it because he is afraid that he will misunderstand that the other party lied to him last night?

Ji Li didn't say this outrageous guess, when someone behind him suddenly called him.

"Ceremony."

He turned his head.

A boy he didn't know came and said to him, "The teacher of the youth league committee told you to go to the conference room for a meeting now."

Ji Li was stunned for a moment: "What kind of meeting are you having?"

"I don't know either." The boy shook his head, "I've brought the words, let's go first."

Ying Yunsheng waited for the other party to leave before asking: "Shall I go with you?"

"No need." Ji Li said, "You just ran 5000 meters, go back to the classroom and rest, I can go by myself."

The conference room is on the fourth floor. It is a huge classroom that can accommodate thousands of people. Occasionally, professional professors or outstanding student representatives returning to school will give lectures here, but most of the time it is deserted.

Tong Siliang still had a Band-Aid on his nose, and the scratches on his eyebrows from the basketball had scabbed over, and he was holding a long stick in his hand: "Why hasn't anyone come yet?"

"I have already asked someone to notify him. He was in the playground at the time and should come up soon."

"By the way, do you want someone to guard the door?"

"What is there to guard against?"

"In case people come up and see us and run away." The proposer smiled, "After all, people like Ji Li are obviously not very courageous."

Then there was a burst of laughter.

A boy tore open the plastic film of the cigarette case, took one in his mouth, and handed another: "Brother Liang, what do you want?"

Someone nearby exclaimed: "Wow, you dare to bring cigarettes to school, you are so brave."

"Get out." The boy rolled his eyes and turned the mouth of the cigarette case half a circle, "Try?"

The boys were just booing at first, but when they saw the other party taking the initiative to look for the steps, they immediately took them one by one, and they insisted on approaching the lighter with smiles in their mouths, in order to create the posture of a gangster.

Tong Siliang got the lighter and lit the cigarette butt with fire.

"Crack-"

Suddenly there was a soft sound in the air, and the picture on the screen froze.

Tong Siliang threw the cigarette away reflexively, and suddenly looked up to see who was coming at the door.

Ji Li walked into the auditorium: "You guys are looking for me?"

Tong Siliang jumped off his seat and grabbed the long stick on the table: "What did you shoot?"

"Just now you guys were smoking." Ji Li didn't shy away, and asked again, "You guys are looking for me?"

Tong Siliang gritted his teeth: "Delete the photo."

"In the name of the League Committee teacher?"

"The photo has been deleted."

"Before you find a reason, at least ask clearly. I have never been a student leader in the past." Ji Li reminded, "I have already sent the photos to the cloud."

In a word, it directly stopped the boy's feet striding towards him.

Instead, Ji Li came towards him: "Smoking in the school will be punished with a warning or above; gathering a crowd and instigating others to smoke will be punished with a demerit above; showing a weapon during a quarrel, including all items that can cause harm in a fight , depending on the severity of the circumstances, a serious warning or higher punishment will be given; for two or more mistakes at the same time, depending on the severity of the circumstances, students will be suspended from class, stay in school for observation, and even be expelled from school.”

Tong Siliang shook his hand, and the stick fell directly to the ground, his face turning blue and white.

Ji Li stopped a meter away from him, and his tone was as gentle as ever: "Is there anything you can do for me?"

Tong Siliang stared at him: "If I tell you, you will delete the photos?"

Ji Li: "Since you have nothing to do with me, I'll go first."

"Wait!" Tong Siliang's chest heaved violently, "Do you know Ling Luo?"

Hearing the name, Ji Li finally connected the strange boy in front of him with the person on the basketball court last night: "So you really threw that basketball at me on purpose?"

"So what?" Tong Siliang suddenly raised his voice, "Is it interesting for you to say these things now? Haven't you already asked someone to take the ball and throw it back? What are you pretending?"

Ji Li listened with no expression on his face, and was not angry. He just asked, "Apart from this, is there anything else?"

"What do you mean?"

"If you have other things, I will continue to listen. If not, I will go back to the classroom."

After Ji Li finished speaking, he waited patiently for a few minutes, but the other party only clenched his fists and said nothing.He nodded: "It seems that you have no other problems."

Tong Siliang stared at his calm expression, wishing he could pounce on him and tear off his calm mask.

"Ling Luo and I are not familiar, we have nothing to do with each other, and we didn't even talk much before yesterday."

Tong Siliang subconsciously wanted to refute something, but before he could say anything, he was interrupted by the other party: "What did you plan to do when you called me over? Questioning? Threats? Or direct action?"

He gritted his teeth and remained silent.

"Are you at least sixteen or seventeen years old this year?" Ji Li didn't use a deliberately sarcastic tone, but was calm as if he was saying a fact that couldn't be taken for granted, "Don't you think it's childish?"

Tong Siliang's expression was extremely ugly for a moment.

"I will keep the photos and delete them after graduation. Before that, my suggestion is not to come to me again." Ji Li nodded slightly to him and the group of angry or terrified boys behind him, turned and pushed open the door of the auditorium, "Remember to put out the cigarette, see you later."

The wooden door closed automatically.

Ji Li looked up and saw the extra people in the corridor: "When did you come here?"

Ying Yunsheng pursed his lower lip: "I just followed you."

Ji Li was a little funny: "Aren't you tired from the 5000 meters you just ran?"

Ying Yunsheng looked at him, but said nothing.

The two walked from the auditorium to the teaching building. When Ji Li went down the stairs, he turned his head and found that the other party was still following him: "Isn't your classroom on the third floor?"

Ying Yunsheng was two or three meters behind him, keeping a distance that could be seen at a glance but would not make people feel close: "Yeah."

"Why don't you go back to the classroom?"

"I send you."

"Only two floors, what can I give you?"

"You just treat me as a workout."

When he came to the first floor, Ji Li turned his head: "It's all right here, let's go back."

Ying Yunsheng still shook his head: "Not yet."

Ji Li always has the illusion of being sent to kindergarten by parents who say they want to be independent but secretly follow behind.

He waited until he reached the door of the classroom, this time before he could speak, Ying Yunsheng left on his own initiative without staying for a second.

As if it was really just to watch him go to the classroom with his own eyes.

Several other boys in the conference room held back Tong Siliang who was about to catch up.

"Who is he, why are you pulling!"

"Yes, yes, brother, brother, calm down!"

Tong Siliang didn't really want to find something to be unhappy at first, so he pretended to talk about it, and with a few friends and friends who were with him at the scene, he output a meal of scolding covering 5000 years of ancient Chinese and modern Chinese, and finally After cursing, he waved away the obstruction of several people and went to pull the doorknob.

But at this moment the door was pushed open from the outside.

Tong Siliang's nose was almost hit, and he backed away subconsciously, and his heart flared up again: "Fuck, who are you? Don't you have eyes?"

Ying Yunsheng walked in: "I have something to do with you."

Tong Siliang frowned and didn't speak, but a boy suddenly recognized his face behind him, and hurried over to remind him.

His face sank again, he grabbed the other party's collar, and said with a fake smile: "Okay, tell me, what can you do with me?"

Ying Yunsheng didn't speak, grabbed the other person's hand that was pulling his collar and twisted it violently, and pinned him to the ground with his backhand.

Tong Siliang let out an "oh", and the things in his hand fell out all of a sudden.

Ying Yunsheng picked it up, lifted the lid of the lighter with his fingertips, and pushed the metal roller.

The flames suddenly sprang up.

Ying Yunsheng held the lighter, turned around, and slammed the flame outlet on the opponent's right eye.

"No, no, don't! Ah—"

The sudden rise in temperature almost melted people's eyeballs, Tong Siliang's canthus cracked, and the fear in his heart shattered the strong momentum in just a moment, and the tinnitus of blood screaming instantly covered all the surrounding movements.

The flames stopped an inch above his eyes.

Ying Yunsheng looked down at him condescendingly, his gaze pinned him to the ground through the flickering firelight.

Tong Siliang was trembling all over, with cold sweat all over his face, convinced that he saw Lucifer who fell into hell at the moment the other party lowered his eyes.

The lights went out.

In the silence, whoever swallowed his saliva first, the onlookers were able to regain their senses, and at the same time, their hearts were caught by the sight of the boy squatting on the ground.

Ying Yunsheng got up with the lighter, and picked up the wooden stick that someone dropped on the ground: "Tell me about how to behave."

The author says:

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