After that fight, Hu Ben specially asked Xiao Liu to check the group of bodyguards.
He belongs to a local security company and is currently employed by the Li family, so he naturally got a general idea of the Li family.
Combined with the forced questions from the bodyguard that day, he seemed to understand Jiang Fuyue's intention of asking him to block people.
But after that
what will she do
This thought only flashed in Hu Ben's mind for a moment and then disappeared.
He thought, he must be stunned!
Even if Jiang Fuyue is a little smart as a high school student, how can he handle a behemoth like the Li family
People stomping your feet can shock you to death, and in the end you just have to swallow your anger.
But just three minutes ago, when Hu Ben read the contents of the newspaper clearly and confirmed it again and again, his face hurt while he was astonished.
"Behind Zhan Yating's Suicide: The Consequences of a Campus Bullying and the Arrest of Two Murder Suspects"—the headline of the news is printed in a large size, so it is particularly eye-catching.
It described the details of the whole incident in a long space, from the exposure of the bullying video to the public opinion frenzy, and finally to the sentence of both the Li family and his wife, and the once unshakable tree was uprooted in this way.
Hu Ben's scalp was numb, he had a very strong intuition that this matter had something to do with Jiang Fuyue!
There is no reason or basis, just out of the most instinctive sensitivity to danger and the unknown!
"Hey! Brother, why don't you just leave? Don't ask for money?"
He turned back and sneered: "I'm not afraid of death, just go."
"No... it's just asking for money, why can't you die?"
Hu Ben rushed home without saying a word, and poured two large glasses of cold water first.
When the mother sees it, she can't help nagging again, don't drink unboiled water, don't drink unboiled water, you two brothers have said it countless times and neither of you listened...
Normally, Hu Ben would have to say a few words, but now he didn't say a word, with his hands propped on the countertop, gasping for breath one after another.
Fear, fear, panic... all kinds of emotions rushed towards him like a tide.
I don't know how long it took before I managed to calm down, turned around and went out to the living room, sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette.
Suddenly, the bedroom door was opened from the inside, and a sleepy-eyed little chubby came out. Seeing the eldest brother he admired the most, his eyes lit up, "Brother! You didn't go out?"
"Yeah." Hu Ben put out his cigarette and stood up, "Hurry up and wash your face, and take you to school after breakfast."
"Okay! Brother, can you help me teach that guy Jiang Chenxing a lesson? He is too annoying, so he knows to sue, and I was punished by the teacher..."
Hu Ben's casual response was nothing more than warnings and threats, which were all routine operations.
However, the name...
Hu Ben felt familiar: "Who are you telling me to teach?"
"Jiang Chenxing! It was her sister who brought someone to beat me last time." The little fat man came up and grabbed his trouser legs, his eyes sparkled, "Brother, have you already dealt with her?"
"..." Hu Ben wanted to pass out on the spot.
In the end, the little chubby went out crying, and he had a big question - why did his brother suddenly lose his temper? And warned him not to bully Jiang Chenxing in the future, or beat him up? Boo!
Is life finally going to lay hands on him, this little one
…
"Zheng Yonglin! Why do you always look at Jiang Chenxing?" The girl at the same table blinked curiously.
The little fat man withdrew his gaze, pursed his lips and did not speak.
"Oh! I see, do you want to beat him again? No, the teacher said you can't fight, or you will invite the parents. If you invite the parents, you will be scolded, and you may be beaten..."
Ignoring the beeps at the same table, Xiao Pangdun stared at his fleshy little fist, lost in thought—
To beat, or not to beat
Jiang Fuyue's sister and brother knew nothing about the entanglement between the Huben brothers.
Seeing that more than half of the Wujing training camp has passed, everyone is under increasing pressure.
After Hou Siyuan vomited, another student passed out in class.
The school doctor pointed at Meng Zhijian: "Every day, if you don't make these children go wrong, you will feel uncomfortable as teachers, won't you?"
"Cough... special circumstances, it shouldn't be that serious, right?"
"Are you a doctor, or am I a doctor?"
Meng Zhijian scoffed, "You are you..."
"Old Meng," the school doctor said in a solemn tone, "we can't go on like this."
Back in the office, he taught Yu Wenzhou exactly what he said, and the latter sighed deeply: "It's really not a good way to encourage the growth of seedlings, you have to find another way out."
"Speaking lightly, you come to think about it?"
"There are still seven days left, but the overall progress is a quarter slower than expected. If you want to catch up, you can only hurry up..."
"No!" Meng Zhijian interrupted, "It's already enough, hurry up? Do you really want the whole class to go to the infirmary?"
"What's the rush, I haven't finished my sentence yet... If you hurry up, it will definitely not work. You can't chew too much. Even if you catch up with the progress, the final effect may not be so good."
The two discussed it, but still couldn't come up with a plan.
"Forget it, I'll go to class first."
Meng Zhijian stepped into the classroom with the bell ringing, stopped by Hou Siyuan, and wanted to ask him how he was getting used to recently, but he saw this kid holding a notebook and copying furiously.
"cough!"
"...Mr. Meng?" Hou classmate raised his eyes dumbly.
"Still throwing up? Can you keep up with the progress?"
"I can keep up, and I won't vomit anymore."
"Well, that's good. What did you copy?"
Hou Siyuan: "Important test points and predictions for compulsory questions."
"Huh?" Have he and Lao Yu summed up this kind of thing
Meng Zhijian wanted to come over and take a look, and then his gaze became deeper and deeper: "Who did this?"
"Liu Bowen." Hou Siyuan pointed to his left hand.
Meng Zhijian followed closely with his inquiring eyes.
Liu Bowen: "I am only responsible for sorting out the key points and ticked questions that Sister Yue has drawn in the notebook."
At this moment, Jiang Fuyue came in from the outside, ready to go back to his seat.
Meng Zhijian suddenly had a bold and crazy idea...
five minutes later.
"What? Jiang Fuyue is acting as a substitute? Can she do it?" When Meng Zhijian finished speaking, the same question popped up in everyone's mind.
It's not that she has any objections to Jiang Fuyue, of course she is very strong, she is the first to hand in every test, and she is all right, but "doing" and "teaching" are two different things.
Meng Zhijian probably guessed their concerns, so he didn't say much, he just said: "... there is a teaching and research meeting in the city, and you Teacher Yu will also go, so let's make this arrangement for now, otherwise you won't be able to learn anything by yourself. "
Physical competition is very difficult, unless you are a genius, self-study is all nonsense.
"Okay, it's such a happy decision, Jiang Fuyue will come up." The final word was finalized.
After Meng Zhijian left, Jiang Fuyue stood on the podium, staring at her classmates.
The atmosphere was inexplicably awkward.
Even Ling Xuan, who had been working hard on the questions, couldn't help but raise his eyelids to look at her.
Jiang Fuyue sighed, well, with the current training method, there are a lot of problems, why not...
change
I saw the girl raised her plain hand slightly, and opened the notebook slowly...