The rain is getting heavier.
Yu Zhuo wiped off the rain splashed on his face in grief and angrily, yelling: "I'm fighting with you!"
Ji Rang looked at him as if he was mentally retarded, then raised his hand and smashed Qi Ying's schoolbag over. It happened to hit Yu Zhuo's chin, making him stunned.
He turned to leave holding the umbrella, Qi Ying hurriedly pulled the corner of his soaked clothes, took off his shirt, and handed it over with a worried expression, as if to say: Don't catch a cold.
Ji Rang took it over and put it on his shoulders.
For a short while, her clothes were all sweet. His shoulders were a little stiff, and he quickened his pace and walked away. After walking far, he tore off the clothes and carried them in his hands.
Qi Ying watched his back disappear into the rain, sighed in sorrow, and turned around to take a look. Her brother stared at her with a vague expression of resentment.
She was a little embarrassed, so she took out her mobile phone and typed: Don't talk to uncle.
Yu Zhuo: Do you remember the last time you threatened me with my fight
Qi Ying: ... I will divide your pocket money in half.
Yu Zhuo: Who wants your pocket money? Am I that kind of person!
Paused.
Yu Zhuo: How many
The secret of a rainy day was buried in a money transaction.
When school started on Monday, the majority of teachers and students discovered that the boss who had skipped class for a week finally returned to school. Of course, the flag-raising ceremony is unavoidable to be criticized by notifications. The director of the instructor stood on it and his nose was annoyed: "Some students just can't stand the praise!"
After the briefing was over, a business event was finally announced: “From today, the school will organize a “Caring for Students’ Mental Health” activity. All classmates can register with the class teacher. The school will arrange psychological counseling in turn. Haiyi will care for every classmate and let everyone have a full and happy high school life!"
Applause broke out from below.
Qu Dazhuang said excitedly: "You can go to the infirmary to sleep in an open manner again!"
At the end of the flag-raising ceremony, each class teacher began to organize the class committee to register the students who needed tutoring. Students who are really stressed about learning will not participate at all. If you have that time, it is better to memorize a few words. On the contrary, those poor students who never study usually enjoy it.
In the ninth class, Liu Yao, the head teacher, looked at the list handed in by the class committee, and had a headache.
None of the counseling.
He snapped the list on the table and said angrily: "Qu Peng! What pressure do you need to enlighten? Have you studied from the beginning of school to now? Do you still fill in your name in the key tutoring object?"
The class burst into laughter.
Qu Dazhuang stood up and said very sadly: "Mr. Liu, because of my bad grades, I suffer from contempt and ostracism every day. I feel that I am psychologically traumatized now, really."
Class 9 students: "..."
Who the hell dare to push you out
We don’t remember this pot!
Liu Yao also knew that he was talking nonsense, and ruthlessly crossed out his name from the key tutoring objects. He glanced at the last row of teenagers sleeping on the desk and called him: "Ji Rang, you Come out with me."
Ji let lazily stand up.
Liu Yao stood at the end of the corridor, holding the psychological counseling list, and when he came out, he pointed to the key counseling column and said: "I will add your name here, you remember to go to the infirmary on time."
Ji Rang said, "I'm not going."
Liu Yao glared at him: "You must go! This is the principal personally confessed!"
Ji Rang's eyes darkened, and for a long time, he grinned: "Okay."
When Qu Dazhuang learned about it, he was very dissatisfied: "Why can I not let my brother?! Does he have the pressure to study? He took the new book and never read it, I even opened it and wrote a name!"
Liu Haiyang hit the nail on the head: "Let Brother be omnipotent."
Haiyi's execution ability is very strong, and the next day he arranged counseling time according to the list handed in by each class. After the first get out of class is over, Ji Rang will be notified. You don't need to attend the next class and go to the infirmary to receive psychological counseling.
He left the classroom lazily in the envious eyes of all the younger brothers.
When he arrived in the infirmary, he ignored the smiling psychiatrist, lay down on the inner bed, and began to sleep.
Sleeping on your stomach is much more comfortable than sleeping on your stomach.
I have to thank Liu Yao.
The psychiatrist moved the chair to the bed and asked several questions patiently, but unfortunately he did not receive any response.
He sighed, watching Ji Rang fall asleep, shook his head, drew the curtain, returned to his desk, and wrote "Refuse to cooperate" on the page of the medical treatment book.
In the last class of the morning, Qi Ying came to the infirmary.
She is the key focus of the school. As soon as the psychological counseling activity started, Liu Qinghua directly filled in her name in the key counseling column.
If Qi Ying could speak as soon as possible, it would be a good thing for everyone.
The psychiatrist had already obtained Qi Ying's information and knew that she had PTSD, so he was more patient when facing her. The two did not speak during the whole process, and communicated by writing.
When Ji Rang woke up, he saw this scene.
The girl was sitting on a chair and writing with a pen in hand. Despite her comfortable leather chair, her sitting posture was still very upright, reminiscent of the kindergarten waiting in rows and waiting for the little red flowers.
Not knowing what the psychiatrist wrote on the paper, she was amused, her eyes were full of light.
That smile is sweet enough to heal this fucking world.
Need a fart psychological counseling.
The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the psychiatrist ended the counseling class and sent Qi Ying out. Taking advantage of the gap between them going out, Ji Rang jumped off the bed and walked out. When he passed the desk, he subconsciously glanced at the handwritten notebook on the desk.
Sweep a few harsh words.
Sacrifice, glory, greatness.
—Will you be proud of your father
—Yes, he is a hero.
Ji Rang's legs seemed to be suddenly filled with lead and sinking heavily. He wanted to leave this place quickly, but he couldn't move his feet.
Even breathing started to be difficult.
Those few understatement conversations on the paper pierced his eyes like needles.
Why
Why be proud of him
People praise greatness irrelevantly because they have never felt the same way.
Where's her? All of what she suffered came from the man who should have protected her, but does she also feel great
Really...
It's extremely ridiculous.
The psychiatrist walked in from the door, and when he saw Ji Rang, he was startled by the violent madness in his eyes. He walked up quickly, put away the diagnosis and treatment notebook on the table, and tried to make his voice gentle: "Classmate, are you sleeping well?"
Ji Rang ignored him, didn't even look at him.
His posture was stiff, like a weight of several hundred catties on his back, and he moved out of the infirmary with difficulty step by step-
Ji Rang didn't go to the cafeteria for dinner, and didn't answer the phone. When they found him, he was playing basketball on the playground in the north. Like having a grudge with the rim, every time he dunks, he wants to smash the rim.
While he was dribbling, Qu Dazhuang shouted: "Brother, I brought you food."
Ji Rang leaped up, the basketball in his hand smashed the goal rim, and the basketball hoop swayed, making a creak of about to collapse. After shaking for a long time, he calmed down tremblingly.
Liu Haiyang whispered, "Let me seem to be in a bad mood."
Qu Dazhuang: "I want you to say it! We are not blind!"
When Ji Rang approached, a few people quickly shut up. He took the lunch box and didn't look at the dishes in it. He stuffed two or three mouthfuls into his mouth, and asked quietly, "Will it be dark in the afternoon?"
Several people swiftly nodded: "Go on!"
Then the back few rows of classrooms in Class 9 were all empty in the afternoon.
Liu Yao was so angry that he waited for the few people who had skipped class to arrive at the school the next morning, and all of them went to the penalty station in the corridor. Pointing to the headed Ji Rang and said: "Don't you like to skip classes? Wouldn't everyone please not come to school?!"
Ji Rang smiled at the corners of his mouth: "Who told me to pay the tuition? It's not a big loss if I don't come."
Liu Yao was almost pissed off by him.
The class bell rang, and the next lesson was his class, and I didn't bother to care about these bad students anymore, and shouted, "Stand up here for me!"
Then angrily walked into the classroom to start class.
This group of people has long been accustomed to the penalty station, leaning against the wall, joking and leaning against the wall, and humorously recalling the qualifying match yesterday afternoon: "It's a real show to let the brother operate! In reality, even if you hit five, you can dare to do it in the game. Dry!"
While speaking, Qi Ying and two classmates walked over here holding a stack of homework books when they saw the other side of the corridor.
The teachers' offices are all here.
Qu Dazhuang poked Ji Rang, who lowered his head to play with his mobile phone: "Brother Jean, your little fairy."
Ji Rang was about to scold him. When he looked up and saw Qi Ying, his expression suddenly changed. Before Qu Dazhuang could react, he rushed in through the back door of the classroom.
On the podium, Liu Yao looked at Ji Rang who appeared suddenly, vomiting blood with anger: "What are you doing in here! Get me out!"
Ji Rang stood on the wall of the back door.
Liu Yao: "?"
What do you love
Can you say that again
After class finally ended, Liu Yaoming knew that these poor students would not take his words to heart at all, and still uphold the teacher’s duty, name each face one by one, and warn them not to skip class anymore, even if they are sleeping, they have to sleep. In your seat!
Several people responded absently.
Liu Yao said to Ji Rang again: "Remember to go to the infirmary on time in a while."
Ji Rang curled his lips: "Okay."
Liu Yao knew what his idea was: "Sleep if you are not allowed to go! The school arranges doctors for your healthy growth, and you must cooperate with the doctors!"
Ji Rang sneered.
It's a fucking fit, he's already merciful without beating him.
After the third get out of class, Ji Rang lazily walked to the infirmary. As soon as he walked around the corner, he saw Qi Ying coming out of the infirmary. With her eyes facing each other, she showed a sweet smile again and ran towards him.
Ji Ran turned around and left.
Going faster and faster, she couldn't catch up no matter how much she chased.
Qi Ying panted and stopped, looking a little aggrieved at the back of him walking away.
So did this morning.
She actually saw him. Among the students in the corridor, he was the tallest and most conspicuous, but as soon as he saw himself, he hid in the classroom like a ghost.
Does he start to hate her
Do you hate it so much that you don't want to see her
Qi Ying felt so sad, but she had no choice but to rub her eyes and walked back to the classroom with her head down.
In the next two days, she never saw Ji Rang.
I don't know if he avoided her deliberately, or the school is too big.
Qi Ying glumly wrote the words silently, and Yue Li rushed in from the door drinking milk, pulled her vocabulary book and began to write: Yingying, do you know what happened to the boss recently
Qi Ying shook his head blankly.
Yue Li wrote excitedly: Don't even you know? The boss is so terrible these days. He has been fighting provocatively everywhere. I heard that he had an appointment with the off-campus society after school today! I met him just now at the top of the stairs, with band-aids on the corners of his eyes!
Qi Ying's eyes widened.
After school, she hurried to Class 9 without waiting for Yue Li, holding her schoolbag.
There are no people in the classroom long ago.
She went downstairs again, and as soon as she reached the second floor, she saw Ji Rang walking up.
He seemed to have lost something, his face became anxious and irritable, and a few people followed, looking for it, and asked: "Is it pink? The pen cap looks like a whale?"
He hummed impatiently.
Looking up, I saw Qi Ying standing on the steps in a daze.
She was holding her schoolbag, her eyes were a little red, her lips were pursed, and she looked at him stubbornly.
Ji made his throat tighten for a while.
He touched the band-aid at the corner of his eye, turned his head and went into the men's room.
It didn't come out for more than ten minutes.
With good luck, Qu Dazhuang found the pink whale pen at the back door of the classroom, and ran to the toilet excitedly to claim credit: "Brother! I found it!"
Ji Rang is smoking, a cigarette butt in one place.
He took it silently and stuffed it into his schoolbag.
Qu Dazhuang felt that he was done, and called him: "Brother, let's go."
Ji Rang was silent for a while: "Wait a moment."
Liu Haiyang and the others also came in. They were taken aback by a cigarette butt. Luo Bing asked, "Brother, what are you doing here, staying for so long?"
Dignified, a school tyrant, was chased by a girl and hid in the men's bathroom. Was it spread out that he didn't want face? ! Ji Rang got angry when asked: "I like to smoke in the toilet, how about it!" He kicked Luo Bing and said in a harsh tone: "It's all the damn smoking with me! You can't leave if you don't finish smoking!"
Everyone: "..."
Fortunately, school was over. The toilet on this end couldn't be flushed because of a broken pipe, and no one came to use it.
A few people look at me and I look at you, take out the smoke point.
A group of people squatted in the toilet and vomited.
During the period, a male student who came in with urgency was directly scared out.
I don’t know how long it has been before, but Qu Dazhuang held Ji Ran with tears and trembling on his face: "Brother, let’s go, my eyes are going to be blinded..."