Lin Huai walked up to him and looked down at him.
"So polite?" He smiled, "Kneel down for me, huh?"
"No, don't hit me..."
"I'll reward you with some money, and I'll buy a better camera next time." Lin Huai raised the corners of his mouth, "Buy a DSLR, look how ugly you took the picture of me."
He pulled out his wallet, pulled out dozens of pink bills, fanned them, and patted the face of the earring boy shaking with fear.
"What, why are you still looking at me? Do you want an autograph?" He stood up and looked around at the other audience, "Or do you want some other souvenirs?"
Everyone scattered like birds and beasts, and the young man fled away rolling and crawling. For a while, only Lin Huai and Chu Tianshu were left in front of the bulletin board.
Chu Tianshu stepped forward and took off all the photos and posters, and stuffed them into the trash can: "Let's go?"
"Let's go." Lin Huai shrugged, "These are crazy."
He put his hands in his pockets, and shook his head with a step of disbelief: "Beauty, as expected, has a price to pay."
Chu Tianshu who wanted to comfort him:...
To Linhuai, the series of events that happened in front of the bulletin board in the morning were just a trivial episode. However, it caused an uproar in the lives of other students.
After the fifth student couldn't answer the question because he was playing with his mobile phone in class, the math teacher in Class A of the second year finally fell into the most violent state ever.
"Another one, another one playing with mobile phones, huh?" He angrily threw the wooden triangle on the table, "I don't understand, what's so interesting about mobile phones? Why are you all playing with mobile phones?"
The whole class was silent.
They all cast their eyes on the young man sitting by the window.
"You..." The math teacher quickly found the focus of everyone's eyes. Gritting his teeth, he snatched the mobile phone of a student who was secretly replying to messages sitting in the first row: "I want to see what you are all watching..."
He grabbed the phone, stood where he was, and scrolled through the chat history line by line. As the dazzling words came into view, the math teacher's expression became more and more distorted.
"Lin Huai!"
With a livid face, he roared angrily, "Come out!"
While everyone was looking at the young man by the window, the young man on the cusp actually smiled.
"Okay." He said briskly.
The boy sitting in front of him who had been secretly looking at him turned pale: "Student Lin..."
He bit his lips, as if he wanted to argue for him, but in the end he couldn't say a word, but forced tears back into his eyes. On the screen of the mobile phone held in the palm of his hand and hidden in the table hole, new messages are popping up one by one among the students.
Not to mention arguing for him, he didn't even have the courage to reply "that's not the case".
He watched Lin Huai leave the classroom and passed him by. In the table hole, the diary filled with his thoughts was still pressed under the phone.
"The teacher told him to go out."
"Oh, oh! There's a good show to watch!"
"So is that rumor true? Can someone answer me?"
Under such colorful gazes, the young man with black hair and snow skin didn't care.
He ignored other people's jealousy and speculation, ignored those expressions full of malicious fantasies, and at the same time, he ignored those eyes that implied worry and concern.
He just walked in the eyes of everyone, carelessly, like a tourist walking in a glass zoo.
—and when passing by the student who was lying on the table, sending messages and fabricating rumors the most, he grabbed his mobile phone.
"Hey," he turned his mouth to that person, "do you know that you really made a lot of typos? Children, read more books."
He casually threw the other party's cell phone out of the window, patted his head, and left the classroom.
The mobile phone passed through the second floor and made a fragmented sound on the concrete floor downstairs. After the math teacher and Lin Huai left, the classroom, which was originally dead, finally boiled.
"Fuck, what's his attitude?"
"Damn, it's obviously a cousin who hooks up with people everywhere..."
"I don't know why I still think he is so handsome, if only he threw my phone..."
In this sea of twittering, several players looked at each other in bewilderment.
"I said, did Gu Beichen and Ji Fengjian not come to class today?" Ye Xiangxiang poked the shoulder of the criminal master, "Do you know the reason?"
"I don't know where Gu Beichen went, but according to Ji Fengjian...he returned to the dormitory this morning." The lawless master showed a sad expression, "He has a fever, is wearing a skirt, lying on the bed, and seems to be having a nightmare. I kept yelling 'don't', 'don't touch me', 'let go of me' in my dream... "
Ye Xiangxiang: "Skirt? Why is it a skirt?"
"I don't know." The unscrupulous master was very confused, "And his skirt is torn, as if it has been torn..."
Ye Xiangxiang: ...
She showed an expression of "Oh my god, it's okay to be like this", and she didn't dare to imagine what kind of horrible time Ji Fengjian experienced last night.
"Gu Beichen hasn't come back all this time?" Qiu Ran showed a worried expression, "Could it be that he already..."
"What will happen to him has nothing to do with us." Ye Xiangxiang interrupted her, "I've seen that pretense for a long time, a self-righteous look. Compared with this, we should spend our energy on finding out the real It’s the second day on Fu Jiang’s body, and we still don’t have a clue.”
"But how can there be a girl like her in this school?" Qiu Ran complained, "Didn't we check it out yesterday?"
"this… "
—If you talk about the boy who was invited out by the teacher just now, he fits the definition of a bloody storm, and he is good-looking enough.
This thought flashed through Ye Xiangxiang's mind. Qu Mei, who knew the truth, and Master Unscrupulous looked at each other, watching their noses, noses, noses, and hearts.
"Squeak."
The sound of chairs being pulled away came from the last row of the classroom, and Zhang Minge immediately looked at Chu Tianshu.
"Where are you going?"
Chu Tianshu shrugged: "Clarify the rumors."
"That npc must be Lin Huai." Zhang Minge said coldly when Chu Tianshu passed by him, "What the hell are you two doing? Could it be that he is—"
"It's nothing wrong." Chu Tianshu smiled casually, "It's just—a sudden desire to fall in love."
Zhang Mingo: ... ? ?
Chu Tianshu brushed past him, and created a violent tornado in Zhang Minge's heart.
"Fuck." He cursed angrily, and pushed his glasses vigorously, "Damn, this world is crazy."
In this school, it is not only Zhang Mingge who is crazy, but also the principal who finally learned all the "facts" from the math teacher and dean.
"As the saying goes, you can't slap a slap." The dean said bitterly, "Principal, I told you a long time ago that Lin Huai has problems and his quality is poor..."
The young man sitting on the sofa was unusually calm: "Can't you slap me? I slapped you in the face with my hand. Do you think it won't slap?"
"So many people are talking about you, that's your problem. Otherwise why don't they talk about others?"
Lin Huai shrugged: "That's because other people are not as beautiful as me, and they are jealous of me."
He was about to run out of patience with this stupid plot. After saying this, he lowered his head and started playing with his mobile phone by himself. On the screen of the mobile phone, he is clearly the leader of the group, his black group.
— That's right, the leader of the largest and most well-developed black group in Liangchuan Middle School is actually Lin Huai himself.
"I heard that he was taken to the principal's office. Damn it, I don't like him a long time ago!"
"Is anyone in gym class? Ask for a live broadcast?"
"Hahaha, I also want to see him crying bitterly, who made him pretend every day?"
"I really don't understand why so many boys and girls like him, am I alone?"
"But I really want to know, if those rumors are true, how much does he pay for a night?"
"You want to buy?"
"Who wouldn't want to buy it?"
"Actually, I also want to..."
Lin Huai glanced up at the teachers who were arguing in front of the principal, and typed with one hand with his head down: "I'm in physical education class, and I'm already heading there."
"Really! Please live broadcast!"
"Who is there?"
"Well, principal, math teacher, dean, deputy principal..."
"Hahaha"
"This lineup is awesome! The whole school has all the people who hate him the most!"
"Can you look forward to the plot of his being fired? Can you?"
Several teachers were still arguing, Lin Huai raised his head and typed expressionlessly: "I heard the voice inside."
"Live broadcast please!"
"What! What kind of sound?"
"The principal is going to fire him, and he's crying so loud—"
As soon as this sentence was sent out, the message "The group has been disbanded by the group owner" popped up on Lin Huai's mobile phone.
Lin Huai:
He tried it unbelievingly, but this group, together with his chat history, all evaporated!
"Damn it..."
He complained, and tried to open his black group No. 2, No. 3, and all of them. He divided up all the anti-Lin Huai groups that 18 trumpets joined.
—Unexpectedly, all of them were disbanded!
Lin Huai: ...
What's the situation... He squinted his eyes, boarded another trumpet, and tried to open the very hot-eyed Nisu group he had lurked in.
He just sent a sentence, "Only a fool would like this kind of bitch. I advise everyone not to give him the same look as I do." The phone in his hand suddenly started to heat up violently.
"Crack, click"
He was so scared that he quickly threw the phone aside. After the poor mobile phone made a few current sounds, it suddenly went completely black and shut down.
Lin Huai:! ! !
Now even a fool can feel something is wrong.
"Who is ruining my good deed..."
Lin Huai muttered, but heard the principal's voice.
"You all go out first, I will have a good chat with classmate Lin." The principal said kindly, "As a principled principal, I will not tolerate any rumors, nor will I let go of any student who violated discipline. "
As he spoke, he blinked at Lin Huai.