Bo Rui looked at his face that was swollen like a pig's head, then silently looked away and supported his strong hand: "Yeah."
Adam was embarrassed and said, "And just now...thank you for standing up for me."
In fact, Borri doesn't need to stand up for him.
They were friends, but they weren't really that good friends. I had always been against him before, and only after coming here, where I didn't know anyone, did I become familiar with him reluctantly.
Adam felt that he was not sincere enough, but Bori was willing to stop the teacher's violence and speak for him.
It would be a lie for Adam to say he wasn't moved.
"From now on, you are my brother!"
He specifically emphasized: "Real brothers!"
Bo Rui saw that his left face was swollen like a steamed bun, red and swollen, his eyes were swollen to a slit, and there was blood on the corner of his lips. He couldn't help but use his hands to open his face and said coldly: "If I were you, you would talk less. Doesn't your mouth hurt?"
Adam grimaced in pain, a smile appeared on his face, and he cursed: "Tsk, you are still so boring!"
"I don't care what you think. It doesn't matter if you don't want to be my good brother. Anyway, I have decided that you are my brother. If you are in danger in the future, I will be the first to stand out and protect you."
“…” Bo Rui didn’t argue with the little kid and continued looking at the stage.
…
On the ring, cold wind blew into the clothes.
The instructor's blood was almost half cold, and every bone in his body seemed to be run over by wheels. The severe pain from the broken bones spread deep into his nerves.
He couldn't resist the fear of pain.
He said in a trembling voice: "I, I give up."
Qiao Nian lifted the foot that was stepping on his back, raised his head, and looked straight at the remaining teachers on the stage in a provocative tone.
“…Well, thank you.”
The faces of the several island teachers on the stage were not good, especially the teacher No. 003, whose eyes were like lightning and shot at the people on the stage. Qiao Nian ignored it and rolled down the stage leisurely. He went up easily and came down without any injury, and then quietly retreated behind Ye Wangchuan.
How low-key.
How un-stealthy.
It was as if the person who had just stepped on someone on the stage was not her.
Instructor 003 asked the medical team to carry the person on the stage away.
He personally walked up to Ye Wangchuan and said respectfully, "I didn't expect the bodyguards you brought with you to be so powerful."
Ye Wangchuan's straight eyebrows blurred his expression, making it hard to understand, yet hard to ignore. He said casually, "I can't just bring someone here."
The two exchanged glances.
The instructor was the first to give in, looking away, and suppressing his momentum: "The test will be over soon, you can go around and look around if you wait a little longer."
"Go ahead." Ye Wangchuan slightly turned sideways, motioning him to continue.
Instructor No. 003 glanced at the person standing next to him inconspicuously, took a deep breath, and turned back to the ring.
There are still 6 people left to compete.
However, few of the teachers or onlookers were still paying attention to the stage, and everyone's eyes seemed to be drifting in the direction of Qiao Nian.
**
Around noon.
Ying Shi brought Dowell with him, and the two arrived at the hearing an hour early.
When they arrived, there were already seven or eight people in the private room, including Garcia and Brown, their childhood friends.
Both of them are typical Eastern Europeans, tall and fair-skinned, with three-dimensional facial features under their golden hair.
When the four of them met, they hugged each other warmly and greeted each other. (End of this chapter)