What kind of bad thoughts can the monitor have?

Punishment?That is impossible!

Jizhun took three steps and two steps through the stairs divided into light and dark by the sun, and climbed up to the rooftop.

Generally, when students are in class, the doors of the roof are open, and there will be janitors to hang the washed clothes here.

The moment the door was pushed open, the sun shone fiercely on his face.

Ji Zhun squinted his eyes due to the shaking, and raised his hand to block it.

The wind on the roof blows the drying clothes, making a fluttering sound, which contrasts with the surrounding quietness.

The anger faded, but the grievances gradually increased.Ji Zhun sniffed and snorted coldly.

If it was an ordinary person, no matter how violent the reaction was to him, he would not take it too seriously.After all, if you are angry, you will be angry, and if you are annoyed, you will think about it. It's none of my business.

But Tan Jingyang can't do it!

In Ji Zhun's knowledge, they have long become friends through this period of communication.It's the kind of confidant who can be honest with others besides making jokes.Is there any misunderstanding that can't be said directly, and it has to be so baffling?

Ji Zhun broke his knuckles and made a few crisp sounds.

To say that Tan Jingyang's grandson is the most embarrassing on weekdays, and he obviously didn't do anything excessive just now, why did he suddenly turn his face?It can be seen that it is not just a matter of pranks.

Ji Zhun calmed himself down, and once again quickly went through the recent relationship between the two of them in his mind as much as possible.

His eyes darkened, and he found that his attitude towards himself had changed since the night Tan Jingyang asked him about his "sexual orientation".

Could it be that Tan Jingyang is really...

Ji Zhun licked his lips, but he clearly told him that if Tan Jingyang was real, he would never stop being brothers with him because of this.

Unless Tan Jingyang couldn't bear it.

Thinking about it like this, Jizhun felt that it was unfair.Why is it fine if he thinks about it, but it’s not good if he doesn’t want to?

Who does Tan Jingyang think of Ji Zhun as him!

Ji Zhun frowned, pull it down, it is obvious that the other party made a mistake first, so why should he rush to ask for an explanation?

It's unnecessary to act like a noisy and awkward girlfriend!

Maybe after a while, the grandson will come back.

Ji Zhun stayed on the roof until the end of get out of class, and only after the commotion in the teaching building was heard between classes did he walk slowly towards the class with his pockets in his pocket.

When passing the first class, he was stopped by Wu Tong.

"How did you get down from the rooftop?" Wu Tong asked curiously.

Ji Zhun shrugged nonchalantly: "Going to sunbathe."

Wu Tong chuckled: "Have you been quarreling? I think Mr. Zhou came out of your class angrily after class."

Ji Zhun cupped his hands: "Madam, this old minister was really framed!"

Wu Tong was amused by Ji Zhun's poor mouth, and the dimple on his lips sank even deeper.

The two were talking in the corridor when a figure suddenly slammed into Ji Zhun.

Ji Zhun was caught off guard and staggered.

He frowned and looked at the perpetrator, facing a pair of small squinted eyes.

It's Liu Zheng.

He watched Jizhun's lips twitch twice, and said boldly, "What are you staring at? It's your own carelessness. Don't blame me!"

"I'll go..." Jizhun laughed out of anger, because he was not in a good mood at the moment.There's even a blind bastard who insists on hitting the gun?

He rolled up his sleeves and was about to grab Liu Zheng's collar, but Wu Tong hurried forward to stop him when he saw that the situation was not good.

"Okay Ji Zhun, don't fight here." Wu Tong urged anxiously.

As a result, an arrogant voice followed from not far away.

"What are you doing, Jizhun, are you bullying people?"

Ji Zhun knew it without looking, it was those idiots Liu Shuai and Wang Hesong again.

He steps out of the crowd and looks at Ji-joon defiantly with his chin.

Seeing this, Liu Zheng waved Ji Zhun's hand away, and quickly hid behind Liu Shuai.There was actually a bit of joy on his face.

At this time, there were many people around.

Ji Zhun closed his eyes, then twitched the corners of his lips slightly, and sneered contemptuously.

Liu Shuai was obviously irritated by his attitude, bluffed and cursed, and rushed towards Jizhun.

Ji Zhun licked his cheeks, his eyes were full of irritability.

He quickly dodged it sideways, took the opportunity to turn around and kicked Liu Shuai's ass hard.

Liu Shuai's center of gravity was unsteady and he took a few steps forward, barely letting himself fall to the ground in front of everyone.

"Fuck|Damn it!" Liu Shuai red-eyed and swung his fist to hit Ji Zhun.

Wu Tong screamed and stood in front of Ji Zhun.

Liu Shuai was taken aback for a moment, and quickly withdrew his fist.But his strength was so fierce that he couldn't stop at the critical moment.

Ji Zhun's eyes froze, he pushed Wu Tong aside, and received a solid punch from Liu Shuai.

Suddenly there was a dull pain in the chin, and the canine teeth stuck on the lower lip, leaving a blood mark.

"Jizhun!" Wu Tong was in a hurry, and hurried to see Jizhun's injury.

She took out a tissue from her pocket, helped Ji Zhun wipe the blood that came out, and shouted at the students around: "Who has a Band-Aid?!"

"I have it, I have it." A girl hurriedly handed over the Band-Aid.

Ji Zhun waved his hand and smiled at Wu Tong: "No, there's no place to put Band-Aids on your lips."

Wu Tong's face turned red with anger, and he turned his head and glared at Liu Shuai angrily, pointing at Liu Zheng, "You must be sick! He was the one who bumped into him first!"

Liu Zheng quickly shrank back again.

Liu Shuai was originally upset because he saw Wu Tong talking to Ji Zhun.Now seeing Wu Tong facing Ji Zhun like this again, wild ghosts sprang up in time.

"You're so nervous about him, don't you just fall in love?" Liu Shuai gritted his teeth and grinned.

"Me!" Wu Tong's face turned red, and he stammered, "It's none of your business!"

"Heh." Liu Shuai kept on talking without any hesitation, "Where are we going? Kiss or go to bed?"

Wu Tong: "You!"

Before she finished speaking, a fist suddenly hit Liu Shuai's nose hard with the wind.

"what!"

Liu Shuai let out a cry of pain, and his nose was bleeding profusely.

Ji Zhun didn't say much, he grabbed Liu Shuai's hair and slammed him against the wall.

There was a muffled bang, and Liu Shuai felt his eyes go dark.

"Ah——! Follow me, fuck me|Your uncle!"

He used brute force to turn over and wrestled with Ji Zhun, and shouted at the frightened Wang Hesong next to him: "What are you looking at, get on!"

Wang Hesong came to his senses, and he and Liu Zheng held Ji Zhun up.

Liu Shuai yelled and rode on Ji Zhun, choking his neck tightly with his hands.

Following Liu Shuai's movements, Ji Zhun felt a strong sense of suffocation.But for some reason, the depression in my heart became more transparent because of the pain.

At this time, a figure rushed up quickly, knocking Liu Shuai to the ground.

At the same time, a familiar deep voice came.

"enough!"

Ji Zhun wiped the corner of his bitten lips, slightly raised his head to look at the person who twisted Liu Shuai.

He stood against the light, unable to see his expression clearly.

"Damn it, Liu Shuai, you guys are going too far."

After hearing the news, Sun Pei followed a few people from the third class and rushed to the door of the first class. As soon as they arrived, they saw Ji Zhun being pressed under Liu Shuai's body, and immediately jumped on top.

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to make a move, Tan Jingyang was the first to charge forward.

"There is no one in Class Three who bullies us, right?"

Sun Pei stared at Liu Shuai, and the few people rolled up their sleeves and moved forward again.

"Stop the fight! Don't you think it's not big enough?" Tan Jingyang turned around and called Sun Pei and the others to stop.

Sun Pei was a little taken aback, but still stopped.

"Oh, idiot."

Liu Shuai spat viciously on the ground, still cursing.

As a result, he turned his face and met Tan Jingyang's eyes. For some reason, he subconsciously fell silent.

Later, Tan Jingyang's eyes lingered in Liu Shuai's mind.

He pondered over and over why he was frightened by a look.

Until Fanran realized that the thing in that eyes was killing intent.

It is definitely not a bluffing gloomy killing intent.

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I have been too busy at work these two days, 555 may be shorter qwq