Dressed as school grass, white moonlight

Wen Yang didn't know whether to say that this person was flexible or bullying.

"Boss is in a good mood now." Wen Yang raised the corners of his lips a little viciously, and joked, "I don't want your life."

"Many...Thank you, Boss!" Zhuang Xiong bowed again, then hurriedly stood up and said to Sun Juntao, "We don't want the... field, if you find it troublesome, our class can clean it for you!"

"Ah," things turned into a sudden magic, Sun Juntao hadn't quite recovered, he responded casually, and waved his hand again, "You don't need to clean up, be honest, just don't come here to make troubles."

Zhuang Xiong nodded hastily, and then took out the speed of running 1000 meters and led his team to retreat.

Sun Juntao and Wen Yang were left to look at each other in blank dismay.

After all, Sun Juntao was the class monitor, so he was the first to react, and asked Wen Yang tentatively, "Song... Song Ci, why are you here?"

Seeing that the man was holding a wooden stick in his hand, and a pair of torn school trousers that looked like a "military flag" was hanging on the wooden stick, Wen Yang couldn't help laughing, and said bluntly, "Come and see the excitement."

Apparently, the squad leader didn't expect the newly transferred classmate to be so upright, so he was stuck for three seconds before making an extremely embarrassing smile, "Ah, it's quite lively."

Today is a dead chat.

Wen Yang saw the true face of the military flag, and his little curiosity was completely satisfied. He didn't have any interest in standing here and doing Tai Chi with others, so he turned around and walked towards the teaching building.

Sun Juntao and the other idiots from Class [-] hurried to follow.

Li Xingyu is a restless person. After walking two steps behind Sun Juntao, he jumped up to the front and stood side by side with Wen Yang, looking at him with admiration, "Brother Ci, you will be my brother Ci from now on! Hurry up and follow me, brother!" Tell me, why was that strong bear so afraid of you!"

This sentence really spoke out the hearts of everyone. In the classroom this morning, when Wen Yang said, "You'll be honest after a beating", most of the people didn't dare to say it, but they all had the same idea as Hua Yi——

With such a small body with thin skin and tender flesh, it would be good if he didn't get beaten up. Who else do you want to teach?

However, the slap in the face came so fast and so loud.

Recalling the cowardice of the strong bear just now, Li Xingyu was still very excited, as if he had won the fight.

Wen Yang was so annoyed by the fiery eyes, he moved aside silently, frowned, and said impatiently, "I didn't tell you all this morning, I'll be honest after a beating."

The crowd was quiet for a brief moment, and then, for some reason, Wen Yang noticed that the eyes of these people looking at him became more intense.

"Student Song Ci, no," Sun Juntao also took a big step up, raising his hand as if to pat Wen Yang on the shoulder, but he stopped instantly after touching his death gaze, and turned to pat Wen Yang on the shoulder. "Come on" in the air before taking it back, "Xiao Song, Song Ci sounds too unfamiliar, I will call you Xiao Song from now on! Xiao Song is really a good classmate who loves the class and has amazing practical skills!"

"That's right!" Li Yushan, the sports committee member, also joined in, "From now on, I will play basketball in physical education class, and I will cover you!"

"Just transferred to study, can I keep up?" Qian Shu poked his head out beside him, holding his glasses at the bottom of the wine bottle, "It doesn't matter if you can't keep up, I'll show you my notes when I go back!"

......

Wen Yang's almond eyes were wide open, and he looked in shock at the students who suddenly surrounded him, unable to speak for a while.

After being stunned for a while, Wen Yang realized belatedly that he must have been misunderstood.

This group of people mistakenly thought that he beat the strong bear to help them grab the field...

"No," Wen Yang turned sideways and squeezed out of the surrounding area, "I'm not here to help you..."

The encirclement fell into a brief silence again, but soon, Li Xingyu laughed again, gave Wen Yang a look of "I understand everything", and clapped his hands, "Brother Ci does good deeds without leaving a name, we understand, we understand, It's not helping us, it's a little effort..."

A group of people showed suddenly enlightened expressions and responded repeatedly.

"No," Wen Yang rubbed his forehead with a long sigh, lamenting that this group of people really deserves to be the students taught by Mr. Sparrow, "I just think he owes a beating, don't you want to play so much..."

"Yes, yes," Sun Juntao nodded quickly, "He has a face that needs to be beaten. If Qian Shu knows how to fight, Qian Shu will have to fight!"

While talking, he elbowed Qian Shu for approval, "Academic committee, don't you think so?"

"Yes, yes," Qian Shu also nodded quickly, "I want to take off my glasses and use it as a wine bottle to hit him on the head."

A group of people quacked and chatted.

Wen Yang has completely lost the patience to explain clearly to this group of people, not to mention that Zhao Xiaoji's matter can't be said, in fact, he can't explain it clearly at all.

Having figured it out, Wen Yang resolutely gave up, and while they were still so happy that they couldn't straighten their backs, he turned around and quickened his pace up the stairs.

After taking two steps, Li Xingyu chased after him again, and changed the topic of soul again, "By the way, Brother Ci, did you and God Tang know each other?"

Wen Yang shook his head with a straight face, "Know what."

"Don't know?" Sun Juntao exaggeratedly widened his eyes, "How can God treat you so well if you don't know him?"

Wen Yang's eyebrows frowned even tighter, and he responded with an unclear meaning, "Are you okay?"

"Isn't it good?" Li Yushan jumped up on the stairs and made a shooting motion, "God Tang protects you so much, and even took the initiative to clean the tables and chairs for you. I bet on a basketball, and the school belle doesn't get that treatment!"

"Second," Qian Shu raised his hand, "I bet a five-three."

Hearing this group of people chattering, Wen Yang ignored him, and took a bigger step.

The big gangster was too different from him, and Wen Yang was not stupid, it was just that he couldn't figure it out.

This person needs to be tall and good-looking, and he is called "Tang Shen", and his grades must be very good. Looking at the pair of shoes on his feet, the latest limited edition of coconuts, his family background is definitely good.

Such a person, such a person with such excellent hardware, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is sought after by the whole school, why on earth should he be so nice to him the first time he meets him?

Picture what?

"Just for fun," Hua Yi unscrewed the Coke with one hand and took a sip, "Aren't modern and contemporary young people dating just for fun?"

"I'm not." Shao Ning raised his hand to straighten the collar of his school uniform.

"Psychologically, you're already an 80-year-old old man," Hua Yi said "Tsk", "It's just you, no matter what age you are, you still want to find love."

Shao Ning let out a muffled laugh and did not refute.

"Hey," Hua Yi suddenly raised his voice and shouted, "Look, Cao Cao Cao Cao is here, isn't that the child you want to draw?"

Shao Ning looked up, and saw Wen Yang who was about to enter the classroom.

The kid didn't know what he was thinking, his brows were furrowed into hills, but the tips of his ears were still slightly red.

So cute, Shao Ning thought.

The two walked into the classroom and sat down. Shao Ning pursed his lips, and put the small black paper box that had been carried all the way on Wen Yang's desk.

"What is this?" Wen Yang looked up at him without moving.

"Little cake." Shao Ning said.

"No need," Wen Yang pushed the small paper box towards Shao Ning, "I've had lunch."

"Afternoon tea," Shao Ning pushed the paper box back again, "Try it, it tastes like coffee."

Wen Yang paused, this man really knows how to buy, he likes coffee cakes.

After shaking slightly, Wen Yang still gritted his teeth and continued to refuse, "I said no."

It's just that his tone softened a lot, and his eyes still flicked into the paper box, looking more like a duplicity of coquettishness.

A smile appeared in Shao Ning's eyes, he took the paper box in his hand, and sighed deliberately, "Hey, the kid refused so simply, it seems that I have to use my trump card again."

Hearing this, Wen Yang raised his head and stared at him vigilantly. Before he could respond, he saw the big hooligan suddenly approaching him, whispering in his ear, "I have to feed you." good?"

The warm air sprayed against the base of the ears, instantly causing a shiver.

"Who asked you to feed it!" Wen Yang, whose whole body was smoking, snatched the paper box from Shao Ning's hand and stuffed it into his drawer, saying fiercely, "I'll eat it myself!"

Having achieved his goal, Shao Ning happily turned around, took out this exercise book from the storage box on the right side of the drawer, and brushed it up.

Li Yushan ran over to ask if he wanted to play ball together after school at night, and he could also call Xiao Song, but he saw Shao Ning staring at the book on the table with a smile on his face, enjoying it.

"Oops," Li Yushan thought he had discovered some great secret, and squeezed his throat deliberately, "It turns out that Tang Shen also reads idle books at school! Show me, is it "Falling in Love with Basketball" or "In the Corner of the Wall"? The Secret of "?"

These two magazines are currently very popular among students. As the name suggests, the former is devoted to basketball, while the latter is a suspense journal.

In school, I can often see my classmates reading these two, and the teacher's office confiscated them to make a complete set of yearbooks.

Shao Ning didn't speak, and closed the book with the corners of his mouth tight, showing him the cover.

Li Yushan leaned over with a face full of surprise, and saw clearly a row of big golden characters on the cover—Selected finale math questions for the college entrance examination...

"Aww," Li Yushan groaned strangely, and covered his eyes with his hand, "I'm blind, I'm blind, as expected, I'm not worthy of being a mortal who knows the joy of learning a god!"

After saying this, he turned around and ran away, forgetting about asking them to play basketball.

Shao Ning couldn't help laughing again, opened the exercise book and turned to the unfinished part to continue.

The usual monotonous Arabic numerals and function images seem to be infinitely interesting today.

Hua Yi watched from the side and shook his head, sighing in his heart, a man with a dead tree in spring is really scary!

The whole afternoon afterwards, Wen Yang was a little absent-minded.

When holding a book, as soon as his hand touches the cardboard box in the drawer, Wen Yang feels hot, from his fingertips all the way to his heart.

Finally, when school was over, Wen Yang quickly packed his schoolbag, picked up the cardboard box in the drawer, and ran out.

Shao Ning called him from behind, "Little friend, goodbye."

Wen Yang's ears fluttered twice, without turning his head, he raised his hand and waved it back as a response.

"Little friend," Shao Ning called again, "goodbye."

Wen Yang paused, turned around and looked at him with some doubts.

Maybe it was because the expression on this man's face was so unusually serious, Wen Yang subconsciously corrected his expression, stretched his shoulders, and replied seriously, "See you tomorrow."

Seeing the smile on the big hooligan's face again, Wen Yang unconsciously heaved a sigh of relief, turned around and left.

This time Shao Ning didn't stop him again.

Before, Mr. Sparrow pointed out to him the place to pick up his school uniform, which was in a small house next to the school gate.

When Wen Yang entered, there was only one boy inside who was leaning against the wall and playing with his mobile phone. When he heard footsteps, he asked lazily without raising his eyelids, "What size is it?"

"180." Wen Yang said.

The boy looked up, and when his eyes fell on Wen Yang's face, he became more playful, "180?"

Wen Yang frowned. The way this man looked at him was really disgusting. Just as he was about to say something, the boy lowered his head and picked up a school uniform and handed it over.

Wen Yang took it over and took a look. The label on the neckline did indeed say 180. He didn't want to cause any more trouble, so Wen Yang didn't care about it anymore, just stuffed the school uniform into his schoolbag and left.

According to the memories he received before, Wen Yang successfully found Song Ci's rented house outside the school.

No. [-] Middle School also has a dormitory, but Song Ci didn't apply for it. Instead, he rented a small one-bedroom apartment nearby. It's not far from the school, and it takes about a quarter of an hour to walk there.

The room is not big, but it is decorated warmly. There are pots of green plants on the shoe rack at the door. The bedroom is covered with a khaki-colored plush carpet. It is very comfortable to step on when you take off your shoes. There is a floor lamp beside the bed, which is a round In the shape of a round mushroom, there are many hardcover novels and a small Bluetooth speaker on the bookshelf.

It has a special breath of life, which can easily relieve the tense nerves.

Wen Yang let out a sigh of relief, turned on the speaker, connected it to Bluetooth, and played a song he liked, pulled out the chair and sat down, and opened the cake box that he carried back carefully all the way.

Wen Yang passed this cake shop when he just came home. It was at the head of the snack street, not too close to the school, but the cake was still standing in the middle intact, without bumping at all.

Those who want to buy it are also carefully protecting it along the way.

Wen Yang picked up the small fork and took a big bite from the middle, and put it into his mouth, the strong coffee flavor instantly filled his entire mouth.

"I have always been here foru..."

The singing in the speaker just reached its climax, and Wen Yang hummed along softly.

In a trance, Wen Yang felt again that in the original world, there was really such a person who bought his favorite coffee cake and waited for him to go home.

After staring at the empty room for a while, Wen Yang shook his head, opened his phone and cut a song, the two of them ate the cake, and took out their English homework from their schoolbags to start writing.

It must be that the mind is too idle, so there are so many inexplicable trances.

Wen Yang stopped thinking wildly and concentrated on filling in the blank of the first question which.

Time always flies when you concentrate on doing one thing. Even Wen Yang knows how to do it, but he can't stand the heavy workload of his third year of high school. By the time he finished writing all the papers, took a shower and lay down, it was almost one o'clock in the morning.

Turning on the mushroom lamp beside the bed, the warm yellow light overturned, Wen Yang stared at the ceiling, and finally had time to sort out the memories that had been in his mind all day.

In fact, it is not difficult to understand.

The so-called 17 years really went through in my mind, but it was just a flick of a finger.

What's more, I don't know whether it was deliberate or a coincidence, the family background of Song Ci's classmate is too similar to his own.

The same is so poor that only money is left, and the same is that they lost their parents early.

Probably the biggest difference is the personalities of the two.

The real Song Ci has a very introverted personality, and his temper is softer than his face. Among the rich children who have been admired by the stars since childhood, they are so obedient that they can be rubbed at will.

The reason why Song Ci transferred schools was precisely because of this temperament.

The high school that Song Ci originally attended was the most expensive private school in the city, where the children of almost every family in the upper class studied there, and it was a place where the rich gathered.

Children from wealthy families, because of their childhood environment, matured earlier than ordinary peers. Therefore, such a high school is not so much a high school as it is the epitome of the upper class.

What everyone knows best is to praise the high and step down the low. Although Song Ci is rich, but there is no adult behind him to support him, he naturally becomes the target of bullying by a group of dudes.

At first, it was a small fight. There was a book missing in class, and a homework book was missing when handing in homework. Later, it became more and more excessive. It is not uncommon for a bucket of cold water to be poured into the pocket in winter.

When thinking of this, Wen Yang pulled the corners of his mouth in a self-deprecating manner, and buried his face in the pillow again, not knowing whether he was sad for Song Ci or himself.

It's the same anyway, he has always understood that people who have no support behind them dare not let others see their sadness.

The memory in my mind is like playing a movie, and I am still moving forward. Later, the matter gradually became serious, and Song Ci's head teacher finally found out. I really couldn't bear to see Song Ci continue to be bullied like this, so I finally had to suggest him to transfer to an ordinary high school. It doesn't need to be a great school, as long as the atmosphere is friendly is enough.

Of course, Song Ci followed the head teacher's advice, and soon began to prepare for a series of things to transfer.

Probably because I was really scared, people who have always been sluggish can handle things quickly at this time, and everything will be done within three days, and they can embrace their new life as soon as the weekend is over.

But the memory came to an abrupt end, and Wen Yang's eyes suddenly went dark, which shocked him even more.

Wen Yang couldn't figure out why he couldn't see the memories of the last two days, and even more couldn't figure out why he himself would come across suddenly.

However, he has never been a person who likes to think about it. After thinking about it for a while, he found that he still had no idea, so he put it aside and didn't think about it anymore.

Turning over, Wen Yang lowered the brightness of the mushroom lamp by another level, set the alarm clock, and closed his eyes.

I thought it would be difficult to fall asleep on the first night in a strange place, but I don’t know why, maybe it’s because I’m too tired to fight during the day and exhausted my energy, maybe it’s because I just did my homework and exhausted my brainpower, or maybe the atmosphere is just too quiet Anyway, it didn't take long before Wen Yang fell asleep.

Also slept well, and slept until dawn.

The moment of being woken up by the alarm clock was so painful that it seemed to decompose and reassemble the human soul. Wen Yang got up in a daze, put on his new school uniform, and went out after washing in a daze.

Wen Yang didn't feel awake until he took the first breath of fresh air outside.

On the way to school, I passed a breakfast stall. A gentle-looking woman was spreading egg pancakes, which smelled particularly delicious. Wen Yang stopped and bought one to take away.

After walking two steps forward, Wen Yang thought of something, went back and bought another one, and brought two cups of soy milk.

Along the way, Wen Yang felt that many people were watching him, but he didn't care, and hurried to the school.

It was originally the door that the card clicked out, because it was delayed for 2 minutes to buy breakfast, so I rushed to the school just in time to ring the bell for the first time.

The school playground was already full of people, and Wen Yang was in a daze, so Li Yushan came to stop him, "Oh, Xiao Song, you're here, let's go, I'll take you to the assembly."

Wen Yang followed Li Yushan all the way to the end of their class, only then did he know that No. [-] Middle School still had the habit of holding a morning meeting in the whole school every morning.

Not seeing the big hooligan, Wen Yang looked around on tiptoe, wanting to give him breakfast quickly.

The director of the Academic Affairs Office stood on the rostrum and shouted with a loudspeaker, "Stand up and don't talk! Each class's sports committee and class leader will count the number of people and check the school uniform!"

Wen Yang continued to search for someone.

As a result, before anyone could find him, he suddenly heard a sentence coming from the loudspeaker on the rostrum: "That female student at the back of Class 33 with a soy milk omelette, what are you doing, you want to come on stage Do you want to dance for everyone!"