Xu Wenyang put glue on the back of the monthly exam report card on the podium, and Lao Lin asked him to paste the report card on the bulletin board in front of the classroom.
From Xu Wenyang's right hand side to Xu Wenyang's left hand side, the students stretched their heads and squeezed forward one by one.
"Don't squeeze me!"
"Hey let me see..."
"Is there a grade ranking?"
"Who is number one in our class?"
After two or three seconds of silence, the same person said, "Should I just ask who is number two in our class?"
Students who look at the test report card, do not slip away, and can't find where they are at a glance are often more interested in the "constituents" in the front row.
"Squad leader, is the chairman still the first in grade in the monthly exam?"
Xu Wenyang was so crowded that he couldn't move an inch, he pushed out: "You make room, I'll post it and see... Bo Jian is of course the number one."
"First grade?"
"Otherwise?" Xu Wenyang slammed the report card on the bulletin board.
"How much is the chairman?"
No need for Xu Wenyang to say, the report card was posted, and everyone saw it.
Xu Wenyang: "734."
All in amazement: "Fuck??"
The second mid-month exam papers are always more difficult than the municipal unified exam papers. This month's science exam is especially difficult. The math papers are the difficulty of "a few questions are beyond the standard" stamped by Lao Lin himself. More than thirty
The difficulty of the test paper is directly reported as the second place in the class.
689, seventh in grade.
"Isn't it too animal? Perfect score in math?"
"Isn't Bo Jian always with this score?"
"When I took the 600 test, he took the 730 test, and I took the 550 test, and he was still the 730. Can the fuck be the same?"
"Brother, rising prices won't affect the rich, understand?"
Jiang Huai lay on the desk and pulled up his hood. The autumn rain came and went cold, and it was raining patter outside, and the clatter of rainwater could be heard amidst the noise of people. Great for sleeping.
I took the inhibitor on Sunday, and the drowsiness is very familiar now.
It's normal to want to sleep, it's fucking abnormal to not want to sleep, to be full of thoughts and thoughts, and to listen to the movement at the back table.
Wei Heping's voice suddenly exploded above his head: "Brother Huai, you have made progress!"
"..."
Jiang Huai didn't look up, but stretched out his hand, making a gesture of getting out.
Wei Heping lowered his voice again: "You have advanced to the top 1,500 this time!"
"..."
There are less than 1,600 people in the second-level department of senior high school, and the Jianghuai student number is 1534.
Thirty places at the end of the crane is indeed a considerable improvement. In the distribution of grades, there are generally two places with the largest difference in scores, one at the end of the grade crane, and one between the first grade and the second grade.
Jiang Huai still didn't look up, he gave Wei Heping a middle finger, and said, "Get out."
Only then did Wei Heping realize that Jiang Huai was speaking in a low voice: "Eh? Jiang Huai, you have a cold?"
Jianghuai finally said "hmm".
"The temperature has dropped recently, you should keep warm." Wei Heping said.
Jianghuai said "hmm" again.
"You don't have a fever?"
"No."
Jiang Huai was so sick that he couldn't even lift his head up, and Wei Heping couldn't continue to harass him: "Then you have a good rest, I'm going back."
As soon as Wei Heping left, Jiang Huai raised his head slightly, took out a tissue, hid it under the hood, and wiped away the physiological tears from his sore nose.
He caught a cold on Saturday. Thanks to the chairman, he had to go out the window. The windows of Bo Jian's room all face south, and underneath is the garden where Bo Jian's family grows flowers, plants, and trees.
The second floor was not very high, so Jiang Huai jumped straight down.
Then slid a butt pier on the wet lawn.
The automatic sprinkler turned his head just in time, and watered Jiang Huai's face again.
He looked up, by the window on the second floor, Bo Jian looked down at him, and said unhurriedly: "I forgot to tell you, the road underneath is slippery, be careful not to fall."
JAC: "..."
"Come on, take a shower... You forgot your schoolbag, too."
"..."
It wasn't Ke Ying who came back, it was Bo Xian. It was the nanny knocking on the door just now.
Bo Jian stood in the bedroom for a minute or two. Jiang Huai was in his bathroom, the slight, wet sound of water. Bo Jian opened the door and went out.
Bo Xian only went home to stay for ten minutes, and when Bo Jian went out to bring back a boy who fell in the mud, he didn't speak. Bo Jian went downstairs, he glanced at his son: "Friend or classmate?"
"It's all." Bo Jian said.
My father has always been much more tolerant than my mother...but also hit the nail on the head on key issues. From childhood to adulthood, the first time he saw his son bring someone home, Bo Xian smiled: "Do you like him?"
Bo Jian frowned and said nothing.
Bo Xian got up, and Bo Jian was now taller than his father.
Also better than when he was younger.
"Then go and catch it." Bo Xian said, "Don't embarrass your father...Alpha doesn't do things like secretly falling in love."
School is over at noon.
Jiang Huai was still lying on the desk. The students in the class rushed out of the classroom scrambling, the tables, chairs and benches slammed into each other, and the corridor almost set off the sound of wind.
In less than ten minutes, it was quiet again.
Wei Heping sent a message earlier: "Do you need to bring lunch for you?"
Jiang Huai sat up slowly, and replied, "No need."
The classroom was almost cleared away, except for a few studious and sensitive students who asked the chemistry teacher questions at the front door.
Jiang Huai pulled out a kraft paper bag from the belly of the table. Inside the bag was a folded top and a pair of pants. Jiang Huai got up, carried the paper bag over, and stuffed the bag into the belly of the back table.
But he just straightened up, and a person walked into the back door: "What are you doing?"
Jiang Huai turned his head, Bo Jian.
"Return your clothes." Jiang Huaiweng said in a low voice, and lowered the brim of the hood a little more.
"Oh." Bo Jian didn't touch the clothes.
Jiang Huai said: "It has been washed."
On the day when Bo Jian took a bath at Bo Jian's house, Jiang Huai borrowed Bo Jian's clothes.
Usually he doesn't think that Bo Jian is much taller than him, but wearing Bo Jian's clothes, he just can't support the width of his shoulders like Bo Jian, and his trousers are still a bit longer.
Bo Jian came over and said with a light smile, "You don't have to pay me back."
I want you to kiss you in my clothes.
Jiang Huai snorted: "If you don't return it, why should I keep your clothes?" He put his pockets in his pocket and turned his head, "I'm going first."
It was rare for Jianghuai to go to the school cafeteria to have a meal. It took ten minutes to eat and he queued for half an hour.
This efficiency is not as fast as takeaway.
Coming out of the cafeteria, Jiang Huai went back to Xueli Building and entered the activity room on the first floor. Bo Jian gave him a spare key to the activity room.
But Jianghuai didn't need this key, Chairman Bo arrived earlier than him.
Jiang Huai entered the door without any nonsense, threw the spare key back to Bo Jian, and opened Bo Jian's computer: "What's the password?" But just after he finished speaking, Jiang Huai frowned and changed his words, "Come here and enter it..."
Bo Jian said, "Six people after your birthday."
Jiang Huai looked up: "What?"
Bo Jian was collecting water, and said lightly, "I just changed it, I'm afraid you might not be able to guess the password with my computer."
JAC: "..."
Jiang Huai didn't want to talk, turned his head back, and copied the recording file to Bo Jian's computer.
Bo Jian mixed a disposable paper cup with warm water and handed it over: "Have you taken your medicine?"
"Eat." Jiang Huai took it, "Thank you."
It was cloudy and rainy outside, but the activity room was closed and it was still warm. Jiang Huai wore a hooded sweater today, and he always wore a hat with a deep brim. When he lowered his head, Bo Jian couldn't see his face, let alone his braid.
Bo Jian pulled down Jiang Huai's hat: "Doesn't it block the view?"
Jiang Huai seemed tense, without turning his head, he quickly pulled his hat back... Bo Jian pressed Jiang Huai's hat. Jiang Huai turned his head, a little annoyed: "Let go."
Bo Jian slightly raised his eyebrows: "Are you crying?"
The corners of Jiang Huai's eyes were red, wet with traces of tears and wet tears. Although Jiang Huai had a sullen face...but it still looked pitiful like being bullied and crying.
"No." As soon as Bo Jian let go, Jiang Huai quickly pulled back his hat, "I have a cold and my nose is sore."
Bo Jian leaned down: "Then have you ever cried?"
"No." The strong don't have lacrimal glands.
"real?"
Jiang Huai frowned impatiently: "Whether I cry or not is none of your business, you stay away, the cold is contagious."
Bo Jian curled the corners of his lips, and did not continue to talk about this topic. After Jiang Huai copied the file, Jiang Huai heard Bo Jian ask, "Is Song Jun bisexual?"
The definition of bisexuality for ABO is relatively vague, because it is normal for an Omega to like Alpha or Beta, and it is normal for an Alpha to like Omega and Beta... The definition of bisexuality is not as clear as that of homosexuality. Homosexuality is an Alpha who likes Alpha , Omega likes Omega, also known as "anti-pheromone love", which is against the reproductive nature of human beings.
If an Omega is both AO and OO, then it is truly "bisexual".
Jianghuai did not answer.
After a long time, he said: "Song Joon is not bisexual, just pure garbage."
Jiang Huai clicked on the recording file.
The recording is only thirteen or fourteen seconds long, mixed with vague sounds of collisions, and some indistinguishable cries and struggles. The human voice seemed less clear.
"...It's all Omega, and I can't mark you... Open it, let me feel good, don't move! Move again and I will kick you to death!"
Jiang Huai opened the corner of his mouth, but said coldly: "It has nothing to do with whether you like it or not, what does it have to do with bisexuality?"
The recording has already started playing for the second time automatically, and Jianghuai turned it off.
He said: "Omega enters estrus at the age of eighteen, without the influence of estrus and pheromones... What is the difference between Song Jun and Beta for Omega?"
Sometimes the weakness of the weak will act as a cover for him.
Bo Jian was silent for a while. He didn't say anything else: "This recording still needs to be processed with noise reduction. There are too many noises, and many words can't be heard clearly."
Jiang Huai looked indifferently, looked at the computer: "Yeah."
The activity room door knocked lightly a few times with "Tuk Tuk Tuk".
Bo Jian looked at Jiang Huai.
Jiang Huai got up: "Ni Li is here, I'll open the door."
Ni Li stood at the door. She lowered her head slightly, wearing a school uniform, with her hands twisted behind her back. When Ni Li spoke, his voice trembled: "Jiang, Jianghuai."
Ni Li was afraid, but not Jianghuai.
She doesn't like the playroom. Last semester, Song Jun did the same and asked her to meet in the activity room. For a while, even when she walked past the door of the activity room on the first floor, her legs were weak.
"Come in." Jiang Huai said
Ni Li twisted his fingers together, lowered his head and said, "Okay."
When she entered, she saw the president of the student union sitting at the long table in the activity room. Of course Ni Li knew Bo Jian, but she thought that Bo Jian would not know her, so Ni Li glanced at Jiang Huai anxiously: "What's the matter today?"
Jiang Huai suddenly didn't know how to talk to Ni Li, he took a deep breath, and pulled out a chair: "Sit first."
Ni Li looked at Jiang Huai anxiously, and asked hesitantly, "Is it... related to me?"
Jiang Huai said vaguely: "Almost."
While thinking about how to speak, he casually pushed the untouched water that Chairman Bo had just picked up to Ni Li: "Drink water."
Chairman Bo glanced at Jiang Huai.
Ni Li thought of something, his face turned pale.
Bo Jian got up and pushed a piece of paper to Ni Li.
The personal information of an unknown girl was printed on the paper, and there was also a three-inch photo of the girl, who was the same age as her. Ni Li was puzzled: "What is this?"
Bo Jian smiled slightly, and cut to the chase: "Song Jun's next rape target."
Ni Li knocked over the paper cup in his hand all of a sudden, his face turned pale.
"It's the weekend of this week." Bo Jian's voice was clear and gentle, as if he was trying to comfort someone, "Song Jun asked her to come out alone on Sunday to meet... I think Song Jun has a high chance of making a move."
Ni Limu seemed to be frozen, motionless.
Bo Jian said: "Song Jun has probably learned the lesson from last time, so this time outside the school, I think he has a high chance of succeeding."
Jiang Huai got up: "Bo Jian, don't..."
I came to Ni Li to ask if she would cooperate with the police investigation and admit that Song Jun had molested her... Why is Bo Jian talking about this here?
Ni Li didn't speak.
Bo Jian smiled and said, "If she keeps silent like you, then I can only wait for the third victim to speak up."
He said slowly, "Or the fourth, the fifth, the sixth?"
Ni Li lowered his head, his shoulders slumped.
Jiang Huai stood and continued to talk, and it was not right to go back and sit and not speak. After standing for a while, he pulled the brim of the hood.
Bo Jian didn't say anything about him, he said unmoved: "Those who are silent have the right to be silent. But in the end, the price of their silence must be borne by those who speak out for them. Ni Li, you have no right to let others suffer for you. thing."
Jiang Huai froze for a moment and frowned.
Originally, he just wanted to ask Ni Li if he was willing to testify. If not, he tried his best to persuade Ni Li... But if Ni Li insisted on refusing, then he would have nothing to do with her. But when Bo Jian said that, it was equivalent to depriving Ni Li of the right to refuse.
Jiang Huai couldn't say such a thing, and he wasn't qualified to ask Bo Jian to put it mildly.
Headache.
Ni Li still didn't say a word, but his face became paler and paler.
Jiang Huai didn't hear it, but Ni Li could hear Bo Jian's overtones.
The price of silence needs to be borne by those who speak out—
She is accusing that if she does not testify, this Omega who is about to be violated will bear the price for her whitewashing of peace, and there are even more Omega who will bear the price for those who refused to speak up... and she is also accusing her of letting Jiang Huai carried all the burdens for her.
for a long time. Ni Li's voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible: "Then don't think about me."
She stood up, lowered her head and pushed the chair back: "I will tell my family... My family may let me transfer, so you don't have to worry too much."
She bowed to Jiang Huai, her voice trembling: "Thank you... I'm sorry."
Jiang Huai was stunned: "Transfer school?"
Ni Li lowered his head, his fingers hurting: "My parents are very traditional people."
Jiang Huai frowned: "... aren't you even allowed to go to the police station to record a statement?"
Ni Li looked up: "??"
She looked at Bo Jian awkwardly, and became even more disturbed. She didn't know how much Jiang Huai and Bo Jian had said...or maybe all of them. "Sung Joon might, might take my..."
Only then did Jiang Huai remember that he hadn't explained to Ni Li exactly what he was going to do. As soon as Ni Li came in, Chairman Bo threatened her first, and Jiang Huai was almost led astray by Bo Jian.
Why don't you just record a statement? So much trouble
Jiang Huai: "...No. You misunderstood."
Jiang Huai gave a general idea of the plan to Ni Li. Ni Li's expression changed from panic and despair to a little weird.
Ni Li asked: "So... can I go and record a statement?"
"Maybe the police have other requirements."
"But... that's all?"
Jiang Huai: "Almost. Anyway, it's all after Song Jun came in."
"..."
Ni Li glanced at Chairman Bo.
Chairman Bo turned the pages of the book, the years are quiet and beautiful.
Ni Li tugged at the corner of Jiang Huai's clothes slightly, feeling guilty in his heart, but he had to ask in a low voice: "Jiang Huai, that... have you mentioned my matter to others?"
Chairman Bo's ears are sensitive, he closed the book, and said calmly, "Jianghuai didn't say that."
Ni Li was startled again, she didn't know why, but when Bo Jian looked at it, she didn't even dare to pull the corner of Jiang Huai's clothes.
Chairman Bo sat on the chair by the window, with a thick book on his knees: "Jianghuai, come here for a while?"
Jianghuai: "?"
"Why don't you come over?" he asked.
Chairman Bo: "Come here."
"..."
Jiang Huai wanted to throw Chairman Bo out of the window. For half a minute, he bowed his head, his face as if mourning: "Fart, let go."
In the activity room, Ni Li was still standing at a loss, and secretly glanced at him from time to time.
Chairman Bo got up, and Jiang Huai lowered his head, then looked up, and finally looked up. Bo Jian got very close to him, pulled back Jiang Huai's hood with one hand, exposing Jiang Huai's face, touched Jiang Huai's with his lowered hand, and gently wrapped his little finger around his little finger: "Go to the door and wait." How am I?"
Jiang Huai held down the hood, then pulled out his hand: "Fuck, you..."
"Pull hook, two minutes." Bo Jian said.
Jianghuai was blocked: "..."
The door closed again.
Ni Li stood stiffly. She was a little afraid of Bo Jian... Bo Jian was not as gentle and polite as others said, but she felt that Bo Jian was very oppressive. This oppression has nothing to do with the Alpha's gender.
Bo Jian didn't walk towards her or look at her, but just put the book back on the bookcase sideways.
After putting away the books, Bo Jian walked towards the door of the activity room.
He paused beside Ni Li's shoulder, and said softly, "Don't pester Jiang Huai, why should he protect you?"
The author has something to say: Chairman: JAC, mine.