[Rebirth] Mr. Bo's little beauty is acting like a baby again

"Student Mo Jin, go find a place to sit down, class groups, new books, schedules, etc. After class, you can ask the monitor or the party secretary, and they will help you."

"No need, teacher." Mo Jin on the podium tilted his head in Qiao Mian's direction, "There is my former friend in this class, I believe he will be happy to help me."

Seeing Mo Jin come down from the podium and walk straight in his direction, Qiao Mian held Yu Beibei's hand and began to exert force.

Sure enough, Mo Jin finally stopped in front of their row and reached out to Qiao Mian, "Student Qiao Mian, long time no see."

Even though it was such a hot day, he was still wearing black trousers and long sleeves. The exposed skin was pale, not like normal people's skin color, it was gloomy.

Yu Beibei protected Qiao Mian with one hand calmly, and looked up at Mo Jin, "Student, can you sit down first? You blocked me from looking at the blackboard!"

Only then did Mo Jin slowly sit in front of them.

Yu Beibei looked at Qiao Mian, who was already sweating coldly on his forehead, and his heart ached. He still didn't understand what happened to Mianmian in high school?How could he be so afraid of this Mo Jin?

Of course Qiao Mian was afraid.

No one has personally experienced that time, so no one can understand those desperate feelings.

Because of the little difference in physiology, he has lived through a lot of exclusion, white eyes and yin and yang since he was a child.

Perverts, monsters, freaks...

He has heard this a lot.

The table hole was filled with rubbish, so he cleaned it up bit by bit with paper towels; when books were thrown in the trash can, he picked them up and wiped them with wet wipes; Make up a...

He didn't want to be bullied so cowardly, but he couldn't help it.

I can't fight, I can't scold, I don't have the support of my parents, I don't have friends to talk to, resistance can only bring me more revenge.

So he kept silent, lowered his sense of existence, and tried not to let others notice him.

Those people were not interested in seeing him, so they gradually ignored him.

Until Mo Jin came to play in their class from the next class, he saw Qiao Mian at a glance, and raised his chin at the bad boys in their class, "Who is he? Male or female?"

The nightmare came again.

Only this time, they used a new way to bully him.

No longer exclusion and isolation.

They would surround him and not let him out, not let him run away.

During the lunch break, they took out their mobile phones and played pornographic videos in the classroom. Mo Jin would break his head and force him to look directly at the screen with a strange voice: "Look, does this woman who is pressed on the bed look like it?" You? How is it? Does her name sound nice? Will you learn it? "

Seeing Qiao Mian's red eyes pursed her mouth and said nothing, Mo Jin would raise his tone again: "Oh? Is it a film about men and women that you don't have a sense of substitution? Should we let men and women go? Looking at you like this, you must be the following that……"

From time to time, lewd cries came from the overlapping taboo images on the screen of the mobile phone, and the group of boys surrounding him said disgustingly, "Mo Jin, how can you go on watching this? Men and men are too fucking disgusting!"

Mo Jin watched it with gusto. He didn't care what others said, but occasionally whispered in Qiao Mian's ear, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter: "How is it? Do you feel something?"

Qiao Mian was beautiful, even in high school, when many boys and girls didn't grow up, he showed his beauty early on, with almond eyes and red lips, beautiful and fragile.

Mo Jin teased him over and over again, and the other boys gradually began to stop treating him as a man. Someone teased him in public: "Qiao Mian, aren't you a man and woman? Why are your breasts still flat?" ? When you grow up, is the screen full of waves like the one above?"

He wanted to escape, but was dragged back again, and someone continued to utter disgusting words: "No one has touched this, so it might be too big to touch..."

Someone really wanted to get started, but was kicked away by Mo Jin again.

If Qiao Mian showed beauty beyond this age, then Mo Jin possessed viciousness and viciousness beyond this age. No matter how good he usually is, once he disobeyed him, he would really kill him.

He pinched the man's neck, and the boy he pinched was out of breath, and his hands and feet began to flutter, and then he let go of him a little bit, with a smile on his lips, and his voice was cold: "It's too much to say such things to my classmates. gone."

But this excessive head obviously came from him.

The instigator looked at the startled Qiao Mian, and poked his face with his finger, "Look, they all bully you, and I'm the only one who protects you... Mianmian, why don't you thank me?"

A hand landed on the back of Qiao Mian's head, Qiao Mian felt his hair stand on end, and a chill rose from the bottom of his heart.

Seeing Mo Jin like this, those people thought that Mo Jin had taken a fancy to him.

They didn't dare to do anything to Mo Jin, but they scolded Qiao Mian more and more rampantly as "a pervert who seduces men".

Even with all of this, Qiao Mian was the most innocent and was dragged into it abruptly.

While scolding Qiao Mian, those people tested Mo Jin's reaction.Mo Jin seemed to be conniving, anyway, he bullied and insulted Qiao Mian later, Mo Jin just laughed, but didn't stop him.

The most disgusting time, those people got into a ball, laughing and delivering bottled milk to Qiao Mian, who was surrounded in the middle, "Come on, my brothers reward you with milk! Hurry up and swallow it, it's still my brothers." I made it up for you!"

They unscrewed the lid, and there was an unpleasant fishy smell in the air. Disgusted, Qiao Mian slapped the bottle on the ground and almost retched.

The group of people grabbed him by the collar and wanted to beat him up, "What are you fucking hypocritical about?"

"It's shameless to give you face!"

"You are such a man and woman, you should be ridiculed by thousands of people and pretend to be a pretense!"

"Come on guys, take his clothes off and take a picture, let's show everyone what's going on in our school!"

When the group approached, Qiao Mian swung the wooden stick in the hole of the table, and hit countless people, but unfortunately they were so numerous that the wooden stick was still taken away.

They grabbed Qiao Mian's hair and tried to beat him, but Mo Jin stopped him again.

He smiled pitifully, with a bit of pity in his tone, "Mianmian, look, others are bullying you, but I'm the only one who treats you well, why can't you follow me?"

He said it as a matter of course, like he was a high-ranking savior.

Even though he connives, instigates, and instigates all of this behind the scenes...

He dragged Qiao Mian to Qiao Mian's seat, and patted the top of Qiao Mian's head like a puppy, "Mianmian, don't blame your classmates, who made you not a normal person?"

He brainwashed Qiao Mian over and over again:

"Mianmian, it's your fault that you grow up to be so neither male nor female."

"Mianmian, you should be punished for your mistakes."

"Mianmian, don't blame your classmates, they are helping you wash away your sins."

"Mianmian, they are not wrong, but you are wrong."

"We are righteous."

His voice was gentle, but it made Qiao Mian's hair stand on end.

Who the hell is this?Does he know what he is talking about?

The bully is righteous, but the bullied is full of evil.

There is no more crooked and evil fallacy than this.

However, this is not the end, this is just a part of the cycle of his high school years.

There is no end to this kind of day.

He instigated, he connived, he stopped, and he was full of heresy.

For a while, Qiao Mian almost wondered if she was born with sin...

"Mianmian—"

Yu Beibei squeezed his arm, Qiao Mian came back to her senses, and smiled at Yu Beibei, "Talk slowly at noon."

His fear of Mo Jin deepened day by day.

This person is crooked inside and out. On the surface, he looks like a human being, but inside he is a scourge crawling out of hell.

He never treats other people as human beings, he just likes the feeling of manipulating others, destroying others, and watching others struggle in pain.

This kind of person is born bad.

And he didn't want to have anything to do with this kind of person.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and Qiao Mian began to quickly pack her things when a class was over.

Mo Jin who was sitting in front turned around, "Mianmian, why don't you talk when you see your old classmate? You seem to hate me?"

While talking, he pressed Qiao Mian's pencil case.

Qiao Mian grabbed the pencil case with both hands and pulled it hard, "Don't touch my things!"

The pencil case was drawn back, and Qiao Mian looked at the familiar face in front of him with a rare surprised expression, and countless thoughts came to mind——

He is physically different from others, but so what?

It was something he was born with, not by his choice, and he had done nothing wrong.

He has Bo Liming who protects him in the palm of his hand, and friends who know and accompany him, he can perform well, has the affirmation of a great director, and has many lovely fans...

He is no worse than others.

Besides, he was no longer the Qiao Mian who was panicked when encountering danger, and who dared not and could not resist.

He has grown up.

Qiao Mian exhaled a long breath, gradually gaining confidence in her heart, and her fear of this person eased.

Seeing this person suddenly, thinking of those unbearable past events, made me feel depressed and fearful, so I brought out those emotions.

Calm down now, it's much better.

Qiao Mian packed her schoolbag, held Yu Beibei's hand, stood up and was about to leave.

He took two steps, and suddenly stopped in front of Mo Jin: "Also, don't sit next to me in class from now on, we don't know each other well, so don't bother me!"

Yu Beibei stretched out her two hands silently and pressed them together, "slapping" her joints expressionlessly.

Watching the two leave, Mo Jin propped his arms on the armrest, raised his legs, and smiled on his pale and weak face, with a pair of long and narrow eyes full of interest:

This beautiful little monster is more interesting than before...