Although he wanted to chat, Jiang Zhihuo had no idea what to say to Ding Jianhui.
Zongbei had jokingly asked him before: Did Old Man Ding want to force him to "turn over a new leaf" by making him feel guilty
Jiang Zhihuo did feel guilty, and Ding Jianhui was really helping him think of a way out for the future.
"Although I'm saying this just now, it should be in time." Ding Jianhui said earnestly, "You're handsome, tall, and lively. The art exam next year will be between April and July. If you start studying now, you can definitely catch up."
Ding Jianhui slowed down his tone: "Teachers will never be biased because of a student's grades. Everyone is different and good at different things. Your grades are average, but teachers don't think it's a bad thing. There are many ways out. The score of the art exam can be greatly reduced. It happens that a classmate here is also taking the art exam. I can help you ask. Think about it carefully and learn about it first?"
Ding Jianhui took out another stack of documents from the drawer, mostly about the introduction of the art exam and previous years' scores. Jiang Zhihuo took the stack of papers and was silent for a long time before saying, "Teacher, I'm sorry, I don't have that idea right now."
"It's okay." Ding Jianhui was not in a hurry. The art exam also required time and energy. He had to communicate with his parents when he returned. He gave Jiang Zhihuo some time to think about it. He drank a sip of wolfberry tea and asked, "When the teacher asked you to write an essay just now, did you think about anything?"
Ding Jianhui's tone was calm. He didn't mean to teach Jiang Zhihuo a lesson, but he really wanted to know what he thought. Jiang Zhihuo was embarrassed to argue in front of him, so he said seriously: "Teacher, seriously, please choose a school for me. I can go to either Q Hua or B University, really."
"Hahahaha." Ding Jianhui was amused by the serious look on Jiang Zhihuo's face as he told lies. He said a few more words of inspiration, waved his hand, and finally let Jiang Zhihuo go back to class.
"Do you understand this question, Zongbei?"
The math teacher of Class 2 sat next to Ding Jianhui. Zong Bei didn't understand two steps in class, so he went to the office after class to ask about it. He happened to hear the conversation between Jiang Zhihuo and Ding Jianhui.
"I understand, thank you teacher!"
Zong Bei collected the test papers and caught up with Jiang Zhihuo.
"Huo!" Zongbei called him and went straight to the point, "I heard what Teacher Ding said just now! I think Teacher Ding is right, you can't go on like this!"
"Me?" Jiang Zhihuo pointed at himself.
Soubei nodded.
Jiang Zhihuo: "What's wrong with me?"
Soube said righteously: "You can't continue to be a school bully by skipping classes to chase girls after fighting. You are a senior in high school now, you should study hard!"
Jiang Zhihuo: "I didn't fight, did I?"
Munebe: "Anyway, you should focus on studying now!"
Jiang Zhihuo thought that Zong Bei probably heard the conversation in the office. Zong Bei has always been a responsible person, not only to himself, but also to his friends. Jiang Zhihuo felt warm in his heart, hugged Zong Bei's shoulders, and whispered: "Don't worry about me, I'm really fine with Q Hua B University."
Munebe: “…”
Jiang Zhihuo: "Actually, what you saw was not the real me. I am very strong, but I had to hide my strength for some reasons."
"…" Zong Bei pushed Jiang Zhihuo's hand away and said sternly, "Huo, from today on, I will help you with your studies!"
Jiang Zhihuo: “…”
One of the things Jiang Zhihuo regretted most in his life was agreeing to the one-to-one support plan from his class teacher in his third year of junior high school. The scenes of the make-up classes in the past were still vivid in his mind.
Jiang Zhihuo directly refused: "I won't make it up!"
Soubei: "No! We are in the third year of high school. I can't stand you doing this anymore."
Jiang Zhihuo: "Have you forgotten that we were both suffering together at that time!"
Zongbei: "I'm your friend, I can't just leave you alone!"
Jiang Zhihuo: "You can put your sense of responsibility in a more appropriate place!"
Zong Bei was as stubborn as a bull and his decisions were impossible to reason with. Seeing that he had no intention of backing down, Jiang Zhihuo ran away without stopping.
The corridor was already noisy after class, and after a whole class, many boys were talking loudly outside the classroom to wake up the crowd. People were coming and going, and Zongbei couldn't catch up at all.
Feng Zhi came up the stairs.
Director Feng often comes to the teaching building to inspect discipline. Students respect the gentle and elegant Director Feng from the bottom of their hearts. He doesn't even need to speak. After seeing him, the voices in the corridor become much quieter.
There was an omega in Class 3 who walked out of the classroom holding two books. He wasn't paying attention and the pen attached to the book cover fell off. When he was about to pick it up, Feng Zhi had already bent down and picked it up for him.
"Thank you, Director Feng." The omega boy smiled.
"It's okay." Feng Zhi was always elegant and raised his hand to gently pinch the omega's shoulder.
Jiang Zhihuo, who Zongbei caught by the window of Class 2, said: "Huo, I'm serious, don't even think about running away now."
"I didn't want to run away." Jiang Zhihuo leaned out the window and looked inside, and asked, "What happened to Yuyun?"
It was midsummer in August and the classroom was particularly stuffy. Bai Yujun was actually wearing a long-sleeved school uniform. She looked listless and leaned on her seat with a pale face.
"What else could it be?" Zong Bei didn't think much about it. "She just felt uncomfortable. What could make a girl feel uncomfortable?"
Jiang Zhihuo thought of the purple marks that Bai Yujun accidentally revealed yesterday, and thought: "Really?"
"Yes, yes." Zong Bei saw Jiang Zhihuo's expression suddenly become gloomy, and thought that he was too concerned, so he patted his back again, "Don't girls have those days every month? If you want to worry about it, buy a bag of brown sugar and send it to you during the break. Now let's talk about the make-up class..."
"That's right!" Jiang Zhihuo seemed to have just remembered it, and clenched his fist and smashed it into the palm of his other hand, "Let's talk about everything later, I'm going to buy a bag of brown sugar!"
After Jiang Zhihuo finished speaking, he rushed downstairs very fast. By the time Zong Bei realized that Jiang Zhihuo was avoiding his topic, he could no longer see his figure.
The break at No. 1 Middle School lasts for 40 minutes, and on Mondays there is a flag-raising ceremony. On such a hot day, the scorching sun shines down from overhead without any shade. It doesn’t take long to stand in the playground before you start sweating and feeling dizzy.
As soon as the word "disband" was uttered, the students on the playground quickly retreated to the teaching building. It was hot in the classroom, but at least they didn't have to stay in the sun.
A boy in Class 4 of Grade 3 was thinking about the remaining ten minutes he had to use to write two more questions, so he ran very fast. As soon as he arrived at the classroom, he saw Jiang Zhihuo leaning against the door of Class 4 with a ferocious look on his face.
Jiang Xiaoba never showed this kind of expression before.
The boy wanted to take a step forward but then retracted it tremblingly. A group of students behind him who also wanted to return to the classroom were stopped by him.
"What's wrong?" someone asked.
"Shh." The boy made a silencing gesture and pointed to the classroom.
The boys behind him all leaned forward.
Jiang Zhihuo kept his brows down, with a bit of stabbing anger coming out of him, and was firmly holding Yan Mu's wrist. The two of them exchanged glances without saying a word, and Jiang Zhihuo directly pulled Yan Mu to the other side of the corridor.
The students in Class 4 looked at each other.
Sitting back in my seat, the group I created privately started popping up messages like crazy.
[Male 1]: Yan Shen was taken away by Brother Huo again?!
[Boy 2]: What happened between them?!
[Male 3]: Holy shit? I didn’t see it in the store. What happened
[Male 4]: I came back early, and as soon as I got back, Brother Huo was standing at the door of the classroom. He had a very fierce expression on his face, and he directly pinched Yan Shen's hand. When Yan Shen saw him, he didn't say anything and just followed him!
[Girl 1]: Why
[Girl 2]: I just heard from my friends in Class 2 that the school bully sent brown sugar water to the school beauty.
[Girl 2]: Are they having a conflict over the school beauty
When they heard that two men started pursuing Bai Yujun at the same time, the girls felt deeply regretful but also felt that it was understandable. Bai Yujun was indeed different. Her temperament, appearance and figure were quite outstanding among all the female high school students. Even the girls liked that face and that quiet and elegant temperament. It was no wonder that two handsome guys fell in love with her.
Jiang Zhihuo and Yan Mu didn't get along well at all. They didn't interact much in the first and second year of high school, and they didn't show it in front of others. But when they bumped into the school beauty, they completely dropped their superficial politeness and started to fight openly. In just three days, Jiang Zhihuo came to see Yan Mu three times!
[Boy 2]: But I think Brother Huo won’t do anything, right
[Male 5]: I’m still a little worried about Yan Shen.
[Male 5]: Brother Huo is a good person and he is also a good man, but don’t forget that at the beginning of the first year of high school, Brother Huo beat up the bully from the vocational school next door, right
[Male 5]: Even though he said it was revenge for his classmates, he was really ruthless. I heard that two people were sent directly to the hospital.
[Male 5]: I have another classmate who was in the same junior high school as Brother Huo. I heard that he made a boy want to jump off the building. He was already standing on the rooftop when he was pulled down by someone.
[Male Five]: Anyway, anyone who has an enemy with him basically has no good life.
Every school bully has a bunch of true and false legends. This boy heard so many rumors from somewhere and sent them out one after another. Class 4 suddenly became quiet. Everyone stared at the bubbles in the group chat, speechless.
After a long time, someone finally suggested cautiously: "How about we find someone to take a look?"
The sound of chairs being moved was heard one after another, and they turned their eyes to Xie Qiu.
Needless to say, Xie Qiu had already stood up after knowing that Brother Yan was taken away by Jiang Zhihuo again.
Yan Mu and Jiang Zhihuo didn't get along, and he saw it all. The two of them hated each other so much that they wanted to say "disgusting" whenever they passed by each other. They could quarrel for no reason, and it wouldn't be surprising if they fought if something really happened.
Yan Mu never came back after being called away by Jiang Zhihuo last Saturday. No matter how Xie Qiu asked, Yan Mu just said "it's okay".
How could it be possible that everything was alright?! How could I go with him if everything was alright!
Isn't this really a big conflict?!
As soon as he saw the news, Xie Qiu hurried to find Zong Bei. The two of them often ran into each other because of Jiang Zhihuo and Yan Mu, so naturally they added each other on WeChat. Sometimes they would exchange routes with each other to avoid the two of them bumping into each other and starting a quarrel.
When Zong Bei heard that Jiang Zhihuo went to find Yan Mu again, he was also shocked: Brother Huo went to find Yan Shen again
Xie Qiu: Do you know what happened to them
Munebe: I don’t know
Munebe: No matter what happened, let's go and take a look!
At the end of the corridor on the third floor, there is an empty classroom. It is located in a remote place and is usually used to store unused desks and chairs. No one comes in.
The tables and chairs were stacked in the corner. Yan Mu was half sitting on the table. Jiang Zhihuo leaned over his neck, breathing in the alpha's pheromones. His tense back finally relaxed a little bit.
Kissing is the longest-lasting method of suppression within the currently accepted range, but it is not always accurate. During the break, Class 4 stayed in class for a long time, and Jiang Zhihuo was dragged off the playground by a group of boys. He had no way to find Yan Mu. Halfway through the flag-raising ceremony, he suddenly developed fever symptoms and almost fell down on the playground.
It's so fucking painful!
There were still ten minutes before class, so Jiang Zhihuo smelled some pheromones and decided to wait for a while.
"No inhibitors for emotions?" Jiang Zhihuo nudged Yan Mu's shoulder with his chin, "Should we add more pheromones?"
Yan Mu snorted coldly, and a fresh scent, like the smell after a spring rain, overflowed little by little.
Jiang Zhihuo asked, "I've been curious for a long time, what does your pheromone smell like?"
Yan Mu: "Rain."
Hearing this answer, Jiang Zhihuo's thoughts paused for a moment.
"rain?"
"Yeah." Yan Mu, "Never seen it?"
"No, I have." Under normal circumstances, Jiang Zhihuo would have confronted Yan Mu with this tone, but this time he was unusually calm and only said, "There is a friend I haven't seen for a long time. The report also says this smell, but he left before the split. I haven't smelled it."
Jiang Zhihuo didn't want to talk too much about himself with Yan Mu, so he asked again: "What's wrong with your hand?"
I saw it on Saturday. Chang Luo mentioned it in the morning. Now I look at it again and the bruises are much lighter than before.
Yan Mu: "I bumped into it."
"Oh." Jiang Zhihuo turned his head again and said, "Yuyun is not feeling well today."
Yan Mu lowered his eyes and glanced at him.
Jiang Zhihuo: "Aren't you going to give me something?"
Yan Mu: “Got it.”
Jiang Zhihuo looked at him twice more and said nothing. After a moment, Yan Mu lowered his head and asked, "Is that enough?"
He didn't want to waste time in this empty classroom. Before Jiang Zhihuo could react, his position was changed and he was squeezed to the edge of the desk. Yan Mu directly touched the back of his head and kissed him.
"Wait, wait, wait!" Jiang Zhihuo, "Are you in such a hurry?"
"I have to go to class." Yan Mu said.
"Then don't move, I'll do it." In this regard, Jiang Zhihuo always had the idea of not wanting to admit defeat. Only those who take the initiative can be the winner. Thinking of this, he pushed Yan Mu to the corner again, held his face and kissed him.
Pheromones and hot breath overflow between the lips and teeth.
There are always some unexpected reactions when kissing, such as wanting to bump forward. The table moved, and Yan Mu's legs happened to be stuck on the edge of the table. It didn't hurt, but it was not comfortable. He subconsciously wanted to put his arms around Jiang Zhihuo's waist. His waist sank, and Jiang Zhihuo remembered a certain place where they accidentally touched each other in the morning. Goose bumps appeared on his back. He immediately loosened his lips and slapped Yan Mu's hand away.
"Don't you dare move!"
Zong Bei and Xie Qiu ran all over the floor, even knocking on the toilet cubicles one by one, and finally found Yan Mu and Jiang Zhihuo.
"Where can they go?" Xie Qiu asked.
"I don't know." Zongbei was a little tired from running, and his chest was heaving up and down.
The class was about to start, and at this moment, the sound of tables and chairs being bumped was heard from the empty classroom behind me.
Then came Jiang Zhihuo's voice, which was slightly threatening and warning.
"Don't you dare move!"
"Think about who you are now, should you listen to me?"
"Don't accidentally bump into it again."
Xie Qiu: “!”
Zongbei: “!”
Then, there was another sound of tables and chairs colliding.
The curtains of the empty classroom were drawn, and it was impossible to see what was happening inside. Soubei gently pushed the door and said, "Locked!"
"Here, here!" Xie Qiu pointed at a window, "It's not fastened here!"
The two took a deep breath, quickly opened the window, and jumped into the classroom where only two people were through the closed curtains.
"Brother Huo, Brother Yan, please stop fighting!!!"