My daughter-in-law, Teacher Qin

Qin Shuhao hurriedly pedaled forward, leaving this place of right and wrong.

He used to hear those people in the class say how Ji Cheng played truant and fought, and he thought it was all rumors.

Until I saw it with my own eyes today, it turns out that Ji Cheng is really a bad student who bullies the weak.

The bicycle crosses the road and is overtaken by a scooter.

The battery car was in front of him, five meters away, without accelerating.

Qin Shuhao looked at the two boys who were riding a bicycle and the other was sitting in the back seat.

Isn't it just the boy standing at the back door of their classroom who was fighting with Ji Chengfang Zhong just now?

At this distance, Qin Shuhao could still hear the loud conversation of the two boys in front.

"That brat that Fang Zhong kicked today was a bit ruthless, right?"

The boy sitting in the back seat asked his companion on the bike in front.

The boy in front called him stupid.

"It was those kids who beat up Ji Cheng and his relatives first, so we did it, okay? Otherwise, what are we people doing to find trouble with those little brats? We didn't mean to find fault, according to Fang Zhong. , they beat Ji Cheng's relative's kid to a broken bone, and that kid is still in the fifth grade..."

"Huh? So tough, and bullying elementary school students..."

"Damn, what are you doing grabbing my waist?! Itchy meat...you grabbing the car seat..."

"I see, what are you yelling for..."

"..."

Qin Shuhao felt that his understanding of Ji Cheng was still too shallow, so he couldn't jump to conclusions about that big brother, Ji Cheng shouldn't be that bad...

Qin Shuhao didn't dare to ask Ji Cheng about what he saw that day.

But he felt that Ji Cheng would not hit those junior high school kids for no reason, after all Ji Cheng still gave him his breakfast.

Moreover, except for that day, Ji Cheng never asked Qin Shuhao to write homework for him again. Qin Shuhao had a long memory, and he didn't foolishly ask him if he wanted to write it for him himself.

The relationship between the two people at the same table should be closer, but the relationship between him and Ji Cheng is worse than that of ordinary classmates.

Except for the teacher who wanted to discuss issues with each other at the same table, Qin Shuhao would talk to Ji Cheng symbolically, and the two of them basically never spoke.

This Friday afternoon, the last two classes, one art and one self-study, were the time for the students in the class to revel.

The school stipulates that you can not wear school uniforms on Fridays, so the clothes in the class today are not uniform.

Qin Shuhao's school uniform was put into the washing machine by his mother, and he was wearing a white shirt and jeans today. Usually, he looks like a nerd in his baggy school uniform.

This body is full of vigor and energy.

The class bell rang and the class didn't stop. Everyone knew that the art teacher would show them a movie.

Qin Shuhao stacked the books on the table, turned his face and took a sneak peek at Ji Cheng next to him.

He is not sleeping now, looking down at a novel, which is a ghost novel similar to "Shan Hai Jing".

He remembered that Fang Zhong took it to Ji Cheng when he was reading in the morning yesterday.

Ji Cheng wasn't wearing a school uniform today either. He had black short sleeves on his upper body and camouflage overalls on his lower body. With a short hairstyle and a sloppy face, he looked very cool and handsome.

After Qin Shu finished reading, he quickly turned his face to look at the blackboard. Ji Cheng's eyes seemed to be intoxicated in the book, and he didn't even lift his head.

It's really not easy to see the campus reading books so seriously.

As expected, the art teacher came with a USB flash drive with downloaded movies. He opened the two middle doors of the blackboard and turned on the electronic screen of the all-in-one machine.

The class was still boiling, and it didn't quiet down until the movie appeared, but there were still people whispering in the dim environment with the lights turned off.

The movie shown today is "Let the Bullets Fly", which I didn't finish watching in the art class last time.

Qin Shuhao actually watched it with his parents at the end of the year, but out of respect for the teacher, he still raised his head and watched intently.

Ji Cheng next to him was thrown into the table hole because there was no light, and he was sitting on his seat and sleeping with his head stuck at the moment.

But the table is so hot that I can't fall asleep after lying down for a while.

The all-in-one machine was playing that the flower pot of Huang Silang's house was knocked down by a dark gun. Qin Shuhao heard someone calling him in a low voice from behind, and turned around cleverly.

The arm that was touching the back of his head turned around his body in a bent state.

All of a sudden, his elbow reached the back of Ji Cheng's head.

Qin Shuhao turned his head to look for the classmate who called him, and suddenly heard a loud "dong" in his ear.

Looking back, Ji Cheng's entire face was pressed against the table by his elbow.

All the students in the front, back, left and right cast a pitiful look at them.

The person who called Qin Shuhao was the boy in the row behind them, who wanted to ask Qin Shuhao to copy the answers from the paper he did last class.

After hearing the sound that could be heard around him, he didn't dare to speak.

Qin Shuhao's heart was beating fast, he quickly apologized, his two restless hands wanted to get close to Ji Cheng but he didn't dare to touch him.

He looked at Ji Cheng anxiously, and whispered to him, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, are you okay..."

Ji Cheng, whose face was pressed against the table, didn't seem to feel it. He sat up straight and glanced at Qin Shuhao, then looked up at the movie on the blackboard.

Qin Shu was really worried that if Ji Cheng continued like this, he would be scared to death by himself.

Ji Cheng did not get an answer after several apologies.

Until the end, Ji Cheng was really annoyed by him, so he turned his face to look at Qin Shuhao.

In a normal deep male voice, "Watch your movie well."

Qin Shuhao hurriedly shut up and looked at the blackboard, but was still watched by the surrounding students for a while.

This class finally finished watching the movie, Qin Shu was so looking forward to leaving school quickly, he didn't have the guts to stay by Ji Cheng's side now.

In case something happens and hurts Ji Cheng again, Qin Shuhao won't have to live.

But just like the more one thinks that there will be no accidents, there will always be accidents in the next moment, Qin Shuhao provoked his schoolmate to take the lead at the same table in the next moment.

The boy who called him in the art class came to him to ask for the test paper after class.

Qin Shuhao took the water glass to the back to get water, and asked him to look for it on his seat first, it should be in the hole of his table.

But when Qin Shuhao came back with the uncovered water glass, the boy hadn't found the test paper yet.

"Impossible." He put the water glass on the table, with a few pieces of calculation paper under the glass, "Get up, I'll look for it."

The boy took a few steps back, and Qin Shuhao squatted in the aisle looking for the test paper in the table hole, but he couldn't find it.

He glanced at the table, his eyes brightened, and the test paper was pressed under his few pieces of calculation paper.

"Here it is!" Qin Shuhao's mouth curled up, and he raised his arm to grab the corner of the test paper.

He was so focused on the paper that he completely forgot that there was a glass of water on it.

I saw his paper was pulled out halfway, and then the water glass was skewed due to traction and friction, and it suddenly fell to the left, and turned over in a very naughty way.

Qin Shuhao's mouth froze, and he saw with his own eyes that the cup of warm water was spilled on Ji Cheng's table, and there was still half a cup dripping down Ji Cheng's black short sleeve.

From the abdomen down, Ji Cheng's clothes even spread to his crotch, and the color turned dark.

The boy standing behind snorted, but didn't dare to laugh out loud.

"Three Zero, that, don't look for it anymore, I don't want it anymore."

After finishing speaking, he left, sat in his seat and laughed with his back to them.

Qin Shuhao closed his eyes and opened them again, struggling with how to apologize and how to deal with Ji Cheng's clothes.

Their trousers are not the same size, Ji Cheng can't let him go home naked!

Ji Cheng, who was sprinkled with water, lowered his head and slowly opened his legs.

Qin Shuhao followed his gaze.

Ji Cheng's clothes... say he didn't pee his pants... no one should believe it...