Dressed as school grass, white moonlight

Teacher Ma gasped, the window of the bathroom was not closed tightly, and the cold air from outside poured in through the crack of the window, which immediately made him cough chokingly.

Wen Yang was also a little dazed, he never expected to run into Teacher Ma again under such circumstances, and also, there was that person named Tang Yun.

When people are confused, the body movements they make are not easily controlled by the brain.

For example, right now, what Wen Yang was thinking in his head was that he had to at least move his feet away from the strong bear's legs, but the command was sent through his brain, and he didn't know what huge twists and turns he had experienced in the middle. When I was on my feet, it became - not only did I not move away, but I even crushed it twice...

What followed was another deafening scream from the strong bear that pierced the sky.

The sound was so loud that Wen Yang regained consciousness instantly, and even jumped up twice in shock.

When he landed inadvertently, his eyes collided with Shao Ning's again. I don't know if it was his own illusion. Wen Yang always felt that he saw a fleeting smile in the other party's eyes, but when he looked carefully, then His eyes regained the calmness of a deep pool.

Wen Yang withdrew his gaze, and muttered in his heart inappropriately, he was obviously a little boy who was the same age as him, perhaps a year younger than him, why his eyes were so deep that he seemed to have seen through the world of mortals a long time ago.

Teacher Ma's cough finally stopped, but the strong bear still hugged his thigh and did not let go. If Teacher Ma had a big belly, he would be afraid that his pants would be ripped off.

"This classmate," Teacher Ma cleared his throat, lowered his head and tugged on Zhuang Xiong's collar, but he didn't pull it. He smiled awkwardly, "What happened, can you stand up and talk first?"

The strong bear whimpered twice more, then let go of his hand, and stood up from the ground. Subconsciously, he wanted to stretch out his fingers to be gentle again, but he was probably afraid of being beaten, and immediately retracted his hand as soon as he stretched it out. When I came back, I felt aggrieved like the third concubine who had just been beaten in ancient times, "Oh, teacher, you have to make the decision for me! He bullied me and almost beat me to death!"

"What nonsense?" Teacher Ma scolded lightly, and when he turned his head to look at Wen Yang, his eyes softened a lot, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

After finishing this sentence, before Wen Yang could speak, Teacher Ma added another sentence, "Don't be afraid, just tell the truth, the teacher must be fair and just."

Zhuang Xiong was so startled by Teacher Ma's words that he favored his grandma's house, he didn't speak a word, even forgot to howl.

In fact, Wen Yang himself was also shocked, but after quickly turning his head around the memories belonging to another person that popped up when he hit someone before, he felt that Teacher Ma's attitude was reasonable, but Wen Yang Yang has always been daring, he did make a move, and it would not be so exaggerated to beat people to death, but Wen Yang knew in his heart that if Teacher Ma and Tang Yun didn't come in suddenly, he might really lose control if he continued to fight …

Wen Yang shook his head, suppressed those messy thoughts, and said frankly, "It's nothing, I just beat him, if you want to punish you, just follow the school rules."

"How can this work?" Teacher Ma looked at him disapprovingly, "Even if you do it, we have to understand the cause and process, just like writing an essay, before we can write the final result, right, Song Ci? "

Teacher Ma hesitated to call the last four words "Classmate Song Ci". After seeing the little classmate in front of him nodding his head and not refuting that he was not called by this name, Teacher Ma heaved a sigh of relief. It's a little weird, but at least it didn't let others know that the new classmate had a "split personality".

Little classmate Wen Yang, who had never been counseled before in a fight, was counseled. What he was most afraid of was explaining to others why he had to fight, why he had to do this and that and not that and that...

Where the hell are there so many why!

Wen Yang leaned against the wall, his mouth was pursed into a straight line, the irritability gathered between his brows and eyes was visible to the naked eye, and he spit out a sentence impatiently, "I just don't like him, he has a face that doesn't deserve to be beaten. "

"Ah," Teacher Ma obviously didn't expect to hear such an answer, as if the machine was stuck, "This... this..."

"I didn't realize that, little student, Lei Feng has hidden merits and fame for being so active."

"Teacher, he is here to help me..."

Two voices sounded at the same time, Wen Yang was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Shao Ning who was standing not far away in surprise.

The young man was still expressionless, only the corners of his mouth were raised slightly, which inexplicably diluted the indifference surrounding him and disappeared.

After looking at each other for two seconds, Wen Yang looked away first.

Zhuang Xiong sells it so sincerely, most people would probably not think that Wen Yang is helping others when they see the scene in front of them.

However, this young man didn't hesitate at all when he said that sentence, the determination in his tone was as if he had witnessed the whole process with his own eyes.

Teacher Ma also came to his senses at this moment, and said quickly, "Yes, right now, we don't advocate doing good deeds without leaving your name. If you do good deeds, you must speak up. The teacher will give you a commendation notice for the whole grade!"

Wen Yang imagined that there were big scarlet letter posters posted in the corridors of the third year of high school, with the words "Congratulations to Wen Yang from class X of the third year of high school for winning the scum abuse competition", and couldn't help rubbing his arms.

The picture was so beautiful that he couldn't even imagine it!

Shao Ning caught a glimpse of his small movements from the corner of his eye, and was about to laugh, when Wen Yang stared at him blankly, as if he had eyes on the top of his head.

Shao Ning paused his gaze, then quietly lowered his head and pinched the palms of his hands, forcing himself to press down the corners of his mouth that were about to turn up again, and said sincerely, "Teacher, I think it's better for us to go to the office and talk about it."

"That's right," Teacher Ma nodded in agreement, "Go to the office and explain."

So Teacher Ma supported the little chicken with one hand and pushed the strong bear with the other, and walked out of the bathroom to the office first, Wen Yang followed behind, the impatience between his brows and eyes seemed to overflow in the next second.

Shao Ning was not in a hurry, he was half a step behind Wen Yang, dangling behind like an old man taking a walk.

In fact, it wasn't intentional to hide behind and look at people's backs like a pervert, but when Shao Ning came back to his senses, he realized that he had stared at Wen Yang's back across the entire corridor, all the way to the office.

The child was not walking fast, and his steps were not too big, his shoulders were loose, his hands were casually hanging on his sides, half of his palms were tucked into the sleeves of his oversized coat, and he seemed careless.

It is exactly the same as the back in memory.

"Close the door."

Teacher Ma's voice suddenly sounded like a long rope, pulling Shao Ning out of his boundless memories at once. He was still not clear-headed, so he looked up at Teacher Ma for two seconds before realizing what happened just now. What the sentence is saying.

Subconsciously, she turned around and went to close the door. Before she could put her hand on the doorknob, she was caught off guard and collided with another white and slightly cold hand that was two sizes smaller.

I don't know if this hand is still stuck in the memory and has not been stretched out, the brain has not responded yet, the hand already has its own thoughts, and it is quickly and sharply lifted up to hold the little brother who is two sizes smaller...

Shao Ning: ...

Wen Yang exploded.

But there was still some inexplicable feeling in his heart, the feeling of gratitude for the previous sentence, Wen Yang could barely bear the words "Are you fucking sick", and used his eyes to signal— —Give you a chance, don’t let me go, I will destroy you.

Warned by the child's simple, rough and cold eyes, Shao Ning regained consciousness in an instant, and immediately withdrew his hand.

Wen Yang turned his head and didn't look at him again, but silently took a small step aside, looking vigilant as if he was hiding from some hooligan.

Shao Ning couldn't laugh or cry, he always felt that he had to explain his out-of-the-ordinary behavior, but he really didn't know what to say, after thinking for a long time, he said dryly in a volume that only two people could hear, "Sorry, you My hand is too cold, it feels like a doorknob..."

After saying this, Shao Ning watched helplessly as the children around him didn't turn their heads, and took another big step to the other side...

Well, this time I was really treated as a hooligan...

The strong bear stood in front like a wall, and no one saw their small movements behind.

Zhao Xiaoji's mood is already very stable. Although there are still tears on his face and messy hair, the words he speaks are clear and organized.

Things were exactly as Wen Yang guessed.

Zhao Xiaoji's real name was Zhao Ji, but this name did not bring him much auspiciousness.

Zhao Ji's father is a drunkard who loves to gamble, but his luck and poker skills are poor, so he owes a lot of debts. As a result, when Zhao Ji was three years old, he was unwilling to pay back the money because he was drunk and was hard-pressed by others. Just, he was beaten to death.

Since then, Zhao Ji was raised by his mother alone.His mother was just an ordinary housewife. On the one hand, she had to take care of Zhao Ji, who was so young, and on the other hand, she had to pay off so many debts left by her husband. It had been going on for decades.

Finally, in the autumn when Zhao Ji graduated from junior high school and entered high school, Zhao Ji's mother paid off all the debts. However, good luck did not favor this family that was already walking on thin ice. It didn't take long for Zhao Ji's mother to be dismissed due to years of hard work. A serious illness was detected, but fortunately it was still in the early stage, and proper treatment could save lives.

But their family has just paid off their debts, so how can they afford the money to treat Zhao Ji's mother?

Just at this time, Xiong Jie, Zhao Ji's junior high school classmate, was promoted to No. [-] Middle School together with him, but Xiong Jie was in a class where everyone got in through money connections.

Xiong Jie is a very vain person. After he found out that his family conditions were comparable to those of his classmates, he found it boring. He began to feel that the so-called "study god" just seemed to play every day without studying. But people who can do well in the exam are very motivated. To put it bluntly, they still want to pretend.

So he put his idea on Zhao Ji, who was poor at home but had always been among the best in grades.

The deal between the two was simple, Xiong Jie made the money, Zhao Ji got the grades.The two have been writing each other's names since the first exam in high school. For the sake of authenticity, Zhao Ji also tried to write in Xiong Jie's handwriting for homework. Because of this, although the teachers have always been surprised that this class is serious Why do hard-working students do so badly when it comes to exams, but no one really finds out.

Two years passed in a flash. The original agreement between the two could be regarded as "you love me, I want to." In turn, he gave Xiong Jie a lot of money, because now that his mother's condition has gradually stabilized, and Zhao Ji himself has entered the third year of high school, he wants to live a good life for himself.

But Xiong Jie is a man who has been stunned for two years. He has not learned anything in these two years, but his test scores have never fallen out of the top three in the class. Everyone in the class praises him as a genius. Falling into the dirt, how can you be willing?

So there was the scene that Wen Yang bumped into in the bathroom.

The simple-minded Xiong Jie just wanted to scare Zhao Ji so that he wouldn't dare to propose termination of the deal.

The tone of the thin and small boy's recounting was very flat, as if he was telling someone else's story, but it was even more heartbreaking to hear, and the atmosphere in the office became dull for a while.

Xiong Jie was already on the sidelines, speechless. Today's successive incidents stimulated his heart too much.

Both Wen Yang and Shao Ning were a little bit embarrassed, their life was naturally not a happy one, but at least they had never been troubled by money when they grew up so old.

It was Teacher Ma who was the first to react. He didn't expect that there was such a story hidden behind an ordinary student fight. This is not a trivial matter, and it has to be solved slowly. .

Whether it is sympathy in a certain sense, or a sudden change of personality, no matter what the reason is, in Teacher Ma's view, the little classmate in front of him can suddenly transform from a pitiful little boy who is being bullied in a corner to a brave little boy who stands up for justice. Heroes, this is something that is especially worthy of praise and praise.

Thinking of this, Teacher Ma looked at Wen Yang with more kindness. He patted Wen Yang's shoulder encouragingly, and said, "Student Song Ci, you did a very good job this time. Fight against evil forces..."

Teacher Ma's words were so strange, Wen Yang didn't hold back, and lowered his head and laughed.

"Evil forces are inherently evil" student Xiong Jie chose to die...

However, Mr. Ma didn't realize what was wrong, and he was still racking his brains to praise, "Really, it's really great. This kind of behavior and spirit is worth learning for each of us. Teacher, tomorrow, no, I will prepare materials in the afternoon. Post it in the corridor for you, and the whole grade will announce its praise!"

Wen Yang: "..." Wen Yang couldn't laugh anymore.

"No, thank you... Thank you, teacher, for your kindness," Wen Yang raised his head and interrupted Teacher Ma. The young man seemed to be extremely uncomfortable with soft words, his whole body tensed up, and his brows were knit together, "But it's fine to give a compliment. No, there's no need."

"How come..."

"Teacher Ma," Shao Ning, who had been standing quietly by the side before the word "no need" came out, said, "Student Song Ci doesn't want to, so it's better not to give a compliment. He just transferred here." Our school is not suitable for being noticed by so many people at once."

The excuse Shao Ning gave was well-founded, Teacher Ma thought for a moment, and felt that it was the same reason, so he gave up the idea of ​​giving praise, and tried his best to search for a bunch of good words to cover Wen Yang with praise and encouragement.

Before the matter between Zhao Ji and Xiong Jie was resolved, Teacher Ma asked Wen Yang and Shao Ning to leave first. Wen Yang couldn't wait, he turned around with excitement, opened the door, and was stopped by Zhao Ji again.

Wen Yang stopped and turned around, and saw Zhao Ji walking in front of him, and bowed seriously, with a solemn and sincere tone, "Student Song Ci, thank you."

Wen Yang's eyebrows that had been stretched after so much effort were furrowed again, his shoulders tensed, his mouth moved, and he said with an awkward expression, "Thank you p, go back and practice fighting hard, don't be so embarrassing next time."

Zhao Ji's eyes widened, and he looked at Wen Yang in astonishment, but soon, he laughed again and nodded heavily.

Wen Yang didn't delay any longer, turned around and opened the door and walked out, Shao Ning also hurriedly followed.

In the office, Teacher Ma shook his head watching the two disappearing quickly. He finally remembered where the strange feeling that had been haunting him since Tang Yun chased him out of the classroom came from!

All the teachers and students in the school know that Tang Yun, the god of learning in their class, is terribly cold. He is like a walking "None of my business" emoji. He took some wrong medicine today. Why did he suddenly care about his classmates so much?

Teacher Ma thought for a long time but couldn't come up with a reason, so he had to put this idea aside temporarily and concentrate on dealing with the problem in front of him.

Shao Ning in the corridor didn't know that he had been labeled as "taking the wrong medicine", and he was enthusiastically praising Wen Yang, "It's amazing, Xiong Jie looks so bearish, you can beat him to the point of kneeling down!" dad…"

Wen Yang has always been indifferent to other people's evaluation, whether it is good or bad, but now seeing the sincere joy and inexplicable pride in the indifferent eyebrows and eyes of the person in front of him, he still can't help but secretly open his heart. There is a screen, but the face is still tense, "What's so great about it, that strong bear is a piece of wood, even the flesh is useless."

The tip of the child's ears turned red when he said this, and he didn't even know it. Shao Ning endured the hard work with a smile, so he turned his head and coughed forcefully.

The two had been walking side by side until they went down the stairs. Wen Yang took a quick step ahead, and Shao Ning realized that Wen Yang's right leg was a little limp. It fell down without making a bend, as if not daring to use force.

Shao Ning frowned, and called out to the person who was still walking in front, "Kid, wait a minute."

After going down two more steps, Wen Yang finally realized that the "little friend" was calling him, and immediately became upset again. He turned his head and glared fiercely at Shao Ning, threatening with his eyes - if you call me like that again, believe it or not, I will slap you?

But Shao Ning is not afraid of smoking, he smiled at Wen Yang, then took a long leg, stepped down two steps and stood in the same row with Wen Yang, suddenly squatted down and lifted Wen Yang's right leg Son, Wen Yang moved so fast that he didn't have time to stop him.

"What are you doing!" Wen Yang exploded again, pulling down his pants angrily, "After touching his hands, he pulled his pants again, what's wrong with you!"

But this time, Shao Ning didn't let go of his hand and didn't back away. He firmly grasped Wen Yang's trousers to prevent him from moving, and his tone sank, "It's all hurt like this, why didn't you say it?"