Little Mr. is one hundred years old

What kind of person is Xiao Wen?Cowardly, weak and inferior, even if he is bullied to death, he just chooses to commit suicide.

In his class, almost everyone can step on him. Everyone knows his background. In such a family, with such a mother, he is destined to be ridiculed—and Xiao Wen himself is a Not daring to resist, always being submissive makes people look down on him even more.

As soon as he entered the classroom, a basketball was thrown at him—it seemed that some boys playing with the ball in the classroom threw it in the wrong direction, but when they saw him, they didn't show a trace of apologetic expression. A look of disgust.

"Hey, Xiao Wen!" A chubby boy yelled at Xiao Wen: "I saw the car that brought you here just now, was it cool? Who are you who brought you here?"

Someone answered soon: "Do you still need to ask? It must be those fucking rich customers!"

Then the whole classroom burst into laughter.

These children... really don't know how bad their behavior is. If they laugh at their classmates like this, will they feel guilty if they know that their behavior indirectly caused Xiao Wen's suicide? ...

Qing Huan lowered her head and went back to her seat in silence, just like Xiao Wen before, and then found that her chair was gone, and looked around, it turned out that a boy in the back seat pulled it over and put it under her feet—— Qing Huan walked over and spoke to him from memory——

"Zhang Qiang, this is my chair."

The boy named Zhang Qiang stretched his waist and said, "It's your chair? Can you agree to it with a shout?"

"That's right, give it a try, if you don't agree, it's not yours." Zhang Qiang's deskmate, a boy named Lu Ke, laughed.

"This is my chair." Qing Huan said.

"It's what you say it is. Now it's under my feet. If I say it's mine, it's mine." Zhang Qiang said lazily.

Qing Huan was silent for a while, and without further entanglement, she turned around and went to organize her schoolbag.

Zhang Qiang and Lu Ke looked at each other, and they could see the contempt and contempt for Xiao Wen in each other's eyes.

Class will start soon, Zhang Qiang put down his foot from the chair, it means that he no longer embarrass Xiao Wen to let him take away his chair, but here Qing Huan took out the textbooks and homework for the class, just Didn't look their way.Zhang Qiang gave a dry cough, and then deliberately kicked the chair until it made a loud noise, as a gesture—but Qing Huan still didn't turn his head.

"Hey, you're dead..." Zhang Qiang rubbed up a ball of paper and threw it on Qing Huan's back, but Qing Huan didn't respond.

At this time, the English teacher came in, and the bell for class also rang at this time——

The English teacher stood still on the podium, and the monitor shouted, "Stand up."

Everyone stood up, and the teacher nodded: "Please sit down."

Everyone sat down except...

Seeing Qing Huan standing there straight, the teacher adjusted his glasses: "Student Xiao Wen, I didn't punish you to stand, you can sit down now."

Qing Huan raised her hand and said with some embarrassment, "Teacher, I can't find my chair."

Hearing Qing Huan say this, Zhang Qiang's eyes widened—Xiao Wen, are you sick...

"Can't find the chair?" The teacher got off the podium, walked towards Qing Huan, and then saw the extra chair next to Zhang Qiang at a glance, frowned, and pointed to the chair: "Xiao Wen, is this right?" Your chair?"

Qing Huan looked at the chair and shook her head slightly: "No, teacher, I thought it was my chair at first, but classmate Zhang Qiang said that this chair belonged to him, and I couldn't find any other chairs, so I only able to stand."

The teacher suddenly understood. As the class teacher, she certainly saw the meaning of this. Thinking of Xiao Wen's personality, she glared at Zhang Qiang sternly: "Zhang Qiang, return the chair to Xiao Wen. If you see you bullying your classmates, write me a good review."

"Teacher... I didn't bully him..." Zhang Qiang pushed the chair to Qing Huan with some embarrassment: "Am I... a joke? A joke among classmates... right, Xiao Wen?"

Qing Huan straightened her chair and said to Zhang Qiang, "But I don't think it's funny, maybe I don't have enough sense of humor."

This kid Xiao Wen dared to talk back...

When did he become so eloquent...

The students including Zhang Qiang were all surprised.

"Okay, whether it's a joke or not, there won't be a next time, just do it for me and get ready for class." The teacher turned back to the podium.

Zhang Qiang looked at Qing Huan who was sitting down in front of him, and gritted his teeth: "Xiao Wen, you're getting fat, embarrass me, and see how I deal with you..."

Of course Qing Huan heard his muttering, and thought: Children are like this... I think Ji Zhiqiu had a hotter temper than you back then... But, was I too impulsive just now... It seems that I have escaped Xiao Wen's original personality...

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Soon after school, the teacher left the classroom, Qing Huan packed her things and was going to have lunch——

Unexpectedly, a hand grabbed his hair from behind, and pressed his face hard on the table——

"Xiao Wen, it's time for us to settle the score."

It was Zhang Qiang.The impact was quite heavy, and the nose was the first to be injured. Qing Huan felt liquid flow out, followed by the smell of blood—nosebleed.

Qing Huan supported the table with both hands, trying to get up - but Zhang Qiang's strength was very heavy, and Xiao Wen's body was too weak to get up...

Zhang Qiang grabbed his head again and bumped it, and now the nosebleed flowed into his mouth—Qing Huan didn't like the smell of blood the most, he couldn't bear it, he elbowed hard, and hit Zhang Qiang's stomach Going up, Zhang Qiang let go of his hand immediately in pain.

Qing Huan raised her head, wiped the blood from her nose, stood up and faced him——

"You kid is really getting bolder and bolder, you dare to do something to me!"

Some students around had already gone out to eat, some were watching the excitement, and a few were obviously Zhang Qiang's gang—in Xiao Wen's memory, these people had all attacked him before.

Qing Huan looked at Zhang Qiang: "I'm sorry, what can you do to calm down?"

It was obviously a sign of weakness, but Qing Huan's expressionless face made Zhang Qiang stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "Let me beat you up, and I will calm down when I am happy."

"Okay, you can beat him up, but it's better not to hit him in the face..." If the teacher sees the punching in the face, it will probably be troublesome again.

"You say you won't slap your face if you don't!" Zhang Qiang got angry and punched Qing Huan in the face.

Qing Huan took a step back in pain, supported the table and barely supported her body, before she recovered, another punch came, and it was the other side of the face——

Unable to hold on this time, Qing Huan sat down on the ground. Qing Huan felt that her bones were being compressed... her whole face was numb with pain - her mouth was full of bloody smell...

Zhang Qiang kicked Qing Huan's body a few more times, and the other people also kicked a few times laughingly before leaving in a crowd.

The rest of the people in the classroom probably saw that there was no excitement, and they all left in twos and threes—no one glanced at Xiao Wen on the ground—originally, for them, this was perfectly normal, and today Xiao Wen returned to Zhang Qiang was embarrassed, and he deserved the beating.

Qing Huan vomited to the side, it was full of blood, he covered his face with one hand, and stood up with the other hand on his stomach - he walked out of the classroom, went to the sink at the back according to his memory, unscrewed it, and flushed his face with his hand - ——The water is not ice enough, it looks like it is going to swell a lot, but if both sides are swollen, it is well-proportioned—— Qing Huan thought to herself.

I'm really asking for trouble. After changing my identity, I won't beat you on the first day...

Suddenly, Qing Huan felt a vibration in her pocket, wiped her hands casually, and took out her mobile phone from her pocket. The display on it read: Mom.

Qing Huan was stunned for a moment before realizing that this was Xiao Wen's cell phone - he took it out of his bag in the morning and put it in his pocket.I also told M before that the quality of the mobile phone is good, and it can still be used after being submerged in water.

Qing Huan pressed the answer button: "Hello?"

"Wen Wen, where are you?..." The female voice over there was a little weird.

"I'm learning……"

"Wen Wen, come quickly, come save mom..."