The school's attitude towards others is obvious to all.
In the horrified eyes of the other five girls, An Jin lowered her eyes and turned Yu Chu's wrist over, and a scratch was immediately revealed, bloodshot.
Yu Chu secretly looked up at him.
The boy's eyes stopped on the wound, he raised his eyes calmly, and met her gaze.
"..."
In fact, in the kindergarten back then, the descriptions of the little girls made sense. When An Jin looked at someone calmly, it was really scary.
—The gaze of the Great Demon King.
Yu Chu lowered his head guiltily.
An Jin looked at the top of her hair, then said nothing, looked away, and led her away.
The girls stared blankly at them.
The girls in the student union were also stunned, and subconsciously took a step forward, "Student An, she...you are...they gather together to fight, I should take them to the student union, and hand them over to the students..."
The young man was unhappy at first, but he just frowned when he heard this, "Didn't you see that she was hurt?"
"..." The girl froze for a moment.
The boy led the people and left straight away.
The girls behind looked at each other, wondering what they heard.
Injuried
It turns out that the students of Xueshen will be sympathetic and cherish the jade
God.
Why is it not me who is hurt!
All of a sudden, the girls who were fighting started to groan in their hearts at the same time.
While being led, Yu Chu turned his head carefully. The girl from the student union in the lead looked dull, while Yan Jin behind her stared wide-eyed, clearly envious.
Not to mention the other three girls who fought afterwards, all of them gritted their teeth with envy.
"..."
Well, in fact, I didn't suffer from fighting, just this last blow. But it doesn't hurt much.
Yu Chu silently followed the little bamboo horse.
Fortunately, it was lunch break at this time, and she didn't meet anyone along the way. She was dragged into a small western-style building by the teenager, with three large characters on the top, "Mathematics Club".
"Is this the school club?" Yu Chu looked around and couldn't help asking.
The person in front said flatly, "I'm still angry."
"..." Yu Chu looked up at him blankly, then couldn't help but curl his lips, and obediently followed the person to a room where the bookshelves behind the black desk were full of books with indecipherable names.
An Jin took out the medical sterilized iodophor and cotton swabs from the drawer, led her to the bathroom, washed the slight bleeding scratches, led her back to the chair, and calmly picked up the cotton swabs, "Sit down."
Yu Chu sat down obediently and watched the young man kneel down in front of him, carefully painting the wound.
From her perspective, she could only see An Jin's jet-black broken hair, a meticulous white shirt, a high and straight nose, and a fair forehead under the broken hair.
"Brother An Jin, you won't tell my mother, will you?" She asked cautiously.
The boy looked up at her.
His tone was still very flat, "Are you afraid?"
The anger in the words was obvious, Yu Chu touched his nose, and had to admit his mistake obediently, "I didn't mean it, it was my classmate who provoked someone..."
The boy's voice was flat, "This is not an example."
"Well, I know," Yu Chu quickly assured, "Then, brother An Jin, my mother..."
After applying the medicine, An Jin stood up and sighed slightly, "I won't tell."
The girl jumped up immediately, hugged his neck with a smile, and said habitually: "Brother An Jin is the best!"
The young man was slightly stunned, then gently pulled her away, this time he didn't say anything about kissing, but with red earlobes, he frowned and said: "Be careful of the wound."