I kicked the male lead away

The laughter of that group of people became more and more unscrupulous, and the words that came out of their mouths were also filthy: "If you don't have money, wouldn't you sell it if you don't have money?"

Although the chaos in this school was described in the original text, when Fang Zhilan really heard these unpleasant words, her nausea made her unable to stand idly by.

She took a big stride and emerged from behind the flower bed: "What are you doing?"

Three or four boys in school uniforms had cigarettes in their mouths, and some had scars on their faces. Fang Zhilan suddenly appeared, and they were so startled that they subconsciously fell silent.

Immediately, even louder laughter broke out: "A hero who is not afraid of death has come to save the beauty!"

"I can kill ten of these little girls with one punch."

"Being a hero, you deserve it?"

Fang Zhilan ignored their slander, pulled the trembling girl behind her, and opened her arms to protect her.

"What do you mean?" A boy with yellow hair stubbed out his cigarette and stepped forward.

He was obviously the leader of the group, and when he moved, other people surrounded him.

The boy stretched out his hand and poked Fang Zhilan's shoulder with his index finger. The force made her take two steps back: "Nosy, aren't you?"

However, the girl was not as guilty and frightened as he imagined, but narrowed her eyes, and said three words lightly: "Little brat."

When Laozi coerced the emperor to make the princes, you were still taking the high school entrance examination.

"Hi~" Another red-haired boy didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, "Brother Tao, she said you are a brat."

"Shut up for me!" Huang Mao's face was gloomy, and he stared at Fang Zhilan viciously, "You asked for it."

After finishing speaking, he raised his right hand and waved forward: "Give it to me."

The others were gearing up and gathered together.

These people are ignorant, but they claim to be moral, and they keep claiming that they don't hit girls, they just push and push them back and forth.

Fang Zhilan was not that patient anymore, her face was as cold as if it had been covered with ice, she raised her foot, and kicked the person closest to her fiercely.

This kick was full of strength, the man was unprepared, Fang Zhilan kicked him two or three meters away.

It took a long time to get up after falling to the ground.

The boy in the lead had a gloomy face, clasped his fists in both hands, and squeezed his knuckles: "Shameless for you, can't you afford it?"

"You go, leave me alone." The girl hiding behind her cried and stretched out her hand to push Fang Zhilan.

Fang Zhilan didn't move at all, and looked at them fiercely: "If you are passionate, no one will want your face even if you give it away for nothing."

The boy stopped talking nonsense to her, fisted with five fingers, and slammed towards her face fiercely.

Fang Zhilan stepped back half a step, and a gust of wind blew past her.

If this punch landed on her face, she might lose half of her life.

The boy who threw his fist was stunned. The people they bullied were always submissive, and no one dared to hide.

Now, this group of boys couldn't hold back their faces, and cursed: "Hiding? I will let you know today what it means to hide a punch, and there are still ten circles left."

As they spoke, they geared up to form a circle, enclosing the two of them and getting closer.

Fang Zhilan's gaze sank, and she used her peripheral vision to think about where she could escape from.

She grabbed the hand of the girl behind her.

"Run!" she whispered.

The girl was caught off guard, she grabbed her wrist, knocked those people away, and ran out together.

Probably didn't expect her to run away suddenly, the boys paused for a moment, and then shouted loudly: "Catch up!"

"Fuck him!"

Fang Zhilan could only drag the girl and run desperately, the wind whistling in her ears.

Run along the flower bed, the teacher's office building is in front of you, there must be a teacher there.

It's a pity that she planned well, and Fang Zhilan realized that she had overlooked one very important thing when she really started running.

In order to highlight the heroine's softness, the author of the original text specially set her a very soft and weak physique.

Regardless of winter or summer, my hands and feet are cold, and I still have dysmenorrhea every month, as well as low blood sugar...

After running for less than ten seconds, the joy in her heart disappeared, leaving only bouts of dizziness.

But the people behind him chased after him: "You have the guts to run away for me?!"

Not letting them catch her, Fang Zhilan gritted her teeth and ran forward with all her strength.

A slender and soft girl, her black hair was blown high by the wind, and her slender waist was looming under the hem of the clothes, adding a touch of color to the remaining warmth of summer.

Seeing that they had reached the corner, Fang Zhilan relied entirely on her will, pulled the people behind her, ran forward, and then turned.

Unexpectedly, behind the landscape tree trimmed into a ball, a figure suddenly appeared unexpectedly.

Fang Zhilan didn't have time to brake, she staggered and bumped into this shadow.

Both of them were unprepared, and they all fell down together.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

When he fell, the stranger under him let out an earth-shattering scream, full of despair and anger, and pierced his eardrums.

With the sound of "crash", all the homework books in her hand were scattered, flying in the air.

In the blink of an eye, the two rolled into a ball.

Fang Zhilan propped the palm of her right hand on the ground, staring at the person she knocked down.

The first thing that catches the eye, um, is her long orange-red hair tied into a double ponytail, with amazing volume.

Fair skin, with a pair of black and bright pupils, big and round eyes, like a vigorous girl who came out of a manga.

She rubbed the back of her head, and said to Fang Zhilan angrily: "What are you looking at! Hurry up and get up."

"Oh." Fang Zhilan obediently wanted to get up.

Unexpectedly, she suddenly felt dizzy, and she fell down again.

……

The girl's face turned red instantly, and she seemed to be gnashing her teeth: "Get your dirty hands away!"

It was only then that Fang Zhilan realized that her left hand was accidentally touching the other's softness...

She braced herself and stood up again.

The girl stood up with her hands on the ground, and patted the ashes off her body.

Seeing the three or four boys chasing up from behind, she looked gloomy: "Is that what you guys did?"

The boys were still high-spirited, but when they saw her, for some reason, they were as wilted as eggplants beaten by Shuang, and lowered their heads: "Miss Lan, we didn't do it on purpose."

"I don't care if you don't do it on purpose!" The girl called Miss Lan said in a cadence, with agitation, "I'm covered in dust, you idiots."

These boys buried their heads even lower: "I'm sorry Miss Lan, they were the first to..."

Fang Zhilan's heart tightened, and she was ready to run.

It seems that they know each other, and since I bumped into someone just now, it's hard to guarantee that this girl won't teach her a lesson.

On the second floor of the office building, there was the sound of a window being pushed open suddenly. A female teacher who heard the movement just poked her head out, her chubby face raised her eyebrows, and she roared like a lion: "What are those students doing? After school It's been so long and I haven't returned!"

No matter how stubborn the students are, they are also afraid of the teacher. After being yelled at by the teacher, the few bastards timidly looked at the angry Miss Lan in front of them, acting like birds and beasts, and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.

"A few bastards." The girl still put her hands on her hips, exhaling fragrantly, "Don't let me meet you next time."

Fang Zhilan breathed a sigh of relief, she felt a little dizzy, and was just about to go back to rest early when someone stopped her.

"Hey, and you!" She turned her head again, her face full of resentment, "Apologize to me, and pack up all these homework books."

"I'm sorry..." Fang Zhilan spoke weakly in a weak voice. She frowned and looked at the scattered homework.

As a beauty, the original body naturally has a special taste in every gesture.

However, he frowned slightly, as if he had suffered a great grievance.

The girl who watched her felt inexplicably guilty, but then hardened her heart and said confidently: "What are you pretending to be, you..."

Obviously she knocked herself down, and she was wronged first?

Fang Zhilan's mind was buzzing, but she couldn't hear her voice.

She blinked her eyes, but couldn't open them. She groped around helplessly, trying to find something to hold her.

However, before he could find something to support, his mind was already spinning and he fell down completely.

"Are you okay?" Noticing that something was wrong with her, the girl who had been taken away from the boy earlier hurriedly supported her.

The girl who was still chattering stopped, but when she saw the girl's gaze towards her, she pouted guiltily, and muttered softly: "It's none of my business, I'm fine even if I got bumped, that's all right. , save people to the end, send the Buddha to the west, anyway, the school hospital is not far away..."

As she spoke, she unconsciously glanced at Fang Zhilan again.

His eyes are closed, his face is pale, like a small cabbage, it looks so pitiful...

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There was silence around her, and Fang Zhilan slowly woke up.

She blinked, and the first thing she saw was the white ceiling and the infusion bottles hanging above her head.

Along the hose, the liquid in the bottle was poured into her body bit by bit.

"Are you awake?" A lazy voice sounded, still a little unhappy, "You fainted yourself, but it has nothing to do with me."

With a calm tone, as if she was afraid of touching porcelain, Fang Zhilan couldn't help but smiled: "Thank you."

She turned her head and saw a girl with long orange hair sitting beside the bed, chewing gum carelessly, and flipping through a comic book in her hand.

"Where's her?" Fang Zhilan was a little worried that the girl she had rescued just now was not here.

Could it be that he was taken away and bullied by those bad students again?

With a "snap", the girl closed the comic book in her hand, and the corner of her mouth curled down in dissatisfaction.

I tried my best to carry her back to the school hospital, but turned around, this little cabbage who doesn't know good or bad, only knows to care about others?

Even so, facing her clear and bright eyes with a little timidity, she subconsciously said, "I'm in a hurry to go home."

"Oh." Fang Zhilan responded, and after thinking about it, she decided to apologize again, "Sorry, I bumped you just now."

"It's okay." The girl blew out the bubbles in her mouth and added, "Remember to wear your eyes next time you walk."

While the two were talking, a doctor in a white coat came in, he pushed his glasses, and looked at the medical record in his hand: "This student is nothing serious, it's just hypoglycemia, by the way, have you notified the teacher yet? "

Fang Zhilan's eyes fell on the orange-haired girl.

"Don't look at me." She said hastily, "How do I know what class you are in?"

Fang Zhilan had no choice but to look at the doctor again: "I'm in Class One and Three."

"Grade one and three class!?" The girl who was still absent-minded suddenly brightened her eyes, and rushed forward, holding Fang Zhilan's hand that was not infused with both hands.