Jiang Han suffered from insomnia last night.
Lying on the big bed alone, tossing and turning, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.
How could I be fooled by Jiang Fuyue's look
Thinking of her, Jiang Han, she is also a well-known figure in the No. 1 middle school, not to mention calling the wind and rain, but she also has a head and a face.
Obviously she was the one who brought someone to warn Jiang Fuyue, but in the end she was frightened by Jiang Fuyue—
shame!
What a shame!
Sister Han thought about it all night, her teeth ached, and she couldn't swallow this breath no matter what.
I struggled through the morning and afternoon classes without escaping. As soon as school was over, I went straight to the floor where the third class was located, and squatted at the corner of the corridor, just for this moment.
"Jiang Fuyue," Jiang Han put his hands in his pockets, smiling maliciously, "Do you want to go to the toilet or the playground today?"
Both places are great places to go for fixers.
Jiang Fuyue: "Toilet." Nearby.
Familiar places, familiar smells, and the same four people.
"Sister Han, I have checked everything, and there is no one." Gouleg No. 1 walked around every squatting position and reported in a low voice.
"The door is also closed." Dogleg No. 2 followed closely.
Jiang Han's face suddenly sank, looking at Jiang Fuyue in front of him was like looking at a chicken waiting to be slaughtered: "Go, give me her schoolbag!"
Dogleg No. 1 moved upon hearing the sound.
Just the next second—
boom!
The sound of the heavy meat falling to the ground was heavy and muffled, and before everyone had time to react, Dogleg No. 1 had already landed on the ground with a dull expression.
On the other hand, Jiang Fuyue stood firmly on the spot, with her schoolbag hanging on her shoulders intact.
Condescending, condescending.
Then, his eyes fell on Jiang Han's face, and he smiled: "Are you coming?"
"..." Jiang Han's legs were weak.
Jiang Fuyue stepped closer, her dark eyes were like the calm deep sea under the night.
Here it comes, the feeling of being eroded by darkness and refrigerated by ice is coming again! Jiang Han's calf trembled, and he retreated unconsciously.
When there was no way to retreat, Jiang Fuyue bullied herself forward, supporting the wall with one hand. At this moment, Jiang Han's face was too pale to be seen, and cold sweat slid down his cheeks from his forehead.
"You... what do you want to do..." Her lips trembled.
Jiang Fuyue hooked her lips, her eyes were bright.
five minutes later.
Jiang Hansheng squatted in the corner helplessly, scratching his ears and cheeks at the math workbook spread out in front of him.
It is known that the function f(x) is an odd function defined on (-1, 1), and...
She knew every word, but when put together, it became a heavenly book, and the more she read it, the more sleepy she became.
The two puppy legs next to me are not much better—
"Sister Han, what does 'the slope of the tangent line at point P is 2' mean?"
Jiang Han: "?"
"How much is ln2 approximately equal to?"
Jiang Han: "??"
…
"Odd changes and even remains the same, what's the next sentence?"
"I know this - the symbol looks at the quadrant!"
"Sister Han is still amazing."
"Hey, it's easy to talk about."
Jiang Fuyue, who stood aside and listened to the whole process: "..."
Twenty minutes later.
Jiang Han fell into deep despair as he looked at the exercise book that was the same as before.
So much so that the disgusting toilet smell becomes insignificant.
The two puppy legs have already secretly wiped away two rounds of tears, and now they are staring at Jiang Han with red eyes, hoping that the eldest sister can take them out of the sea of suffering.
Unfortunately, no response was received.
On the other hand, Jiang Fuyue leaned leisurely on the railing of the corridor, facing the direction of the women's toilet. This angle can supervise the three of them without smelling the bad smell.
During this period, she casually filled out two math test papers, two physics test papers, and 26 pages of special English cloze exercises.
Seeing that it was almost time, she put the test papers into her schoolbag.
Then pointing at Dogleg No. 1: "You, come here."
The pain from the previous fall seemed to come back again, No. 1 trembled all over, but had no choice but to bite the bullet and move forward.
Jiang Fuyue: "Take the exercise book."
"… oh."
"name?"
The other party was taken aback, "... Ge, Meng."
Jiang Fuyue didn't raise her head, she glanced at it, and quickly turned the page: "Thirty-two multiple-choice questions are all wrong, this is a talent."
Dogleg One lowered his eyelids in shame.
Jiang Fuyue called No. 2 again: "... fill in the blanks of the fifteen questions and write the root number 3." She got one of them right.
In the end it was Jiang Han's turn, nothing unexpected happened.
"Continue tomorrow." After speaking, Jiang Fuyue turned and left.
Three people: "?"
Suddenly, she stopped, and she turned her head, with a smile on her lips, but it didn't catch her eyes: "You can slip if you want, but you have to be mentally prepared."
As for the psychological preparation, Jiang Fuyue didn't say anything.
But it was enough to make Jiang Han and the two puppies' scalps tense and the soles of their feet feel cold.
…
After leaving the school gate, it was not the rush hour, only a few students were crossing the road.
"Jiang Fuyue—"
The voice came from behind, and before she could turn her head, a tall figure had already jumped in front of her.
Jiang Fuyue stepped back and stood still, looking up at the other party.
I saw a slender boy wearing a basketball uniform, the fabric was wet with sweat, and it was pressed against his chest, outlining his beautiful muscle lines.
It's not the exaggerated muscles that are piled up with protein powder in the gym, but the contours that are naturally formed by long-term exercise.
Red lips and white teeth, sweat winding.
If it weren't for the colorful short hair and the unruly smile, this boy is undoubtedly too beautiful.
Basketball with the left hand, smoke with the right hand, puffing clouds like a hooligan, but strangely full of youthful feeling.
Yi Ci, Linnan No. 1 Middle School is as famous as Ling Xuan, and the famous school bully.
but…
The original owner and him seem to have no intersection.
Jiang Fuyue said lightly: "Is there something wrong?"
"Tsk," the boy's presumptuous eyes swept over her, and he was suddenly amazed, "I heard that you cheated Ling Xuan today?"
"Is it related to you?"
Yi Ci's smile suddenly faded, and he looked at her with a little more coldness: "Student, you are very tricky?"
"Thank you. You are in my way, please move over."
Yi Ci's eyes were half-closed, the look of danger flashed past, and at the same time, there was an interest that was suppressed deep down.
"Ling Xuan and I are deadly enemies." He said.
Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows.
"As the saying goes, the enemy of my enemy is my friend."
She is calm.
But the boy suddenly lowered his head and leaned into her ear: "Why don't we work together?" With a chuckle, he seemed more and more malicious.
Jiang Fuyue suddenly turned her head and met his eyes.
Yi Ci was not prepared at all. In the blink of an eye, the girl's fair face suddenly appeared in front of her eyes. Accompanied by her shallow breathing, there was a lingering fragrance.
He jumped back and moved away from Jiang Fuyue in an instant, only the back of his neck was slightly covered in pink.
"What are you doing?!" The boy had a surly expression and a fierce tone.
But only he himself knows how much power and bravado there are in such viciousness.
On the other hand, Jiang Fuyue's expressionless face did not show any shyness, nor did her eyes fluctuate in the slightest.
Comparing the two, Yi Ci is like a weak chicken, he almost lost his grip on cigarettes.
In the next second, Jiang Fuyue pulled it out and skillfully grabbed it between his fingers and shook it.
The white smoke dispersed from the boy's eyes, and even the faint smile on the corner of the girl's mouth became hazy and mysterious.
Jiang Fuyue asked, "How to join forces?"