The weakling is reborn: the delicate one comes into my arms

In the school forum, there was a live broadcast of the entire game that night.

At the final match point, although Tang Jiao in the audience was not photographed, the shouts from the loudspeaker were clearly picked up.

The melon-eating crowd dug it out in less than 3 minutes and shouted to Xiao Jingchuan that it was Tang Ziao.

At this time, not only the first group of people at the competition venue were cleared, but the melon-eating people who had been deceived for a long time finally felt the taste.

"Damn it, they don't have any legs, I don't have any legs!"

"Awesome! As soon as the girl finished shouting, Sichuan God was super awesome (did you see Chen Kai's expression during that operation? His pupils were shaking, so he was!"

"If a cute girl yells like that when I'm playing ball, I'll have to score 20 points and give it to her."

"Haha, stop talking, Xiao Jingchuan's championship medal is really given to her... look at the picture (jpg.)"

"I'm heartbroken, sisters, I'm heartbroken!"

When the "Sorry, I got bumped" post appeared after the school anniversary, the floor was even higher.

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Tang Jiao's good mood lasted until class next Monday and ended abruptly at noon.

Tang Jiao bumped into Liu Wen when he came to the school convenience store to buy pens. They were now standing under the deserted tree behind the convenience store.

She felt her head start to hurt when she looked at Liu Wen, who was obviously in a bad state in front of her.

Tang Jiao tried his best to speak calmly: "Liu Wen, classmate Liu, don't you already know Xiao Jingchuan?"

"not enough."

Liu Wen spoke solemnly, holding a red plastic bag folded into a rectangular block in both hands and extending it straight to Tang Jiao.

"I just don't know enough."

"I want to be with him..."

Tang Jiao was annoyed: "I want to say again, you want to be good with him, right?"

Liu Wen's eyes were straight and he just kept repeating these words.

"Help me, I saw the game."

"You have a good relationship and he will listen to you."

After not seeing each other for a while, Liu Wen became even thinner and looked a little nervous.

"I'm dying, please help me."

"I have to be nice to him, or I'm going to die."

He was talking nonsense, his eyes were dull under his black-rimmed glasses, and the red plastic bag in his hand was stretched out in front of Tang Jiao.

Tang Jiao was so frightened that she couldn't help but push him away.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

The plastic bag fell to the ground, the seal fell apart, and there was money inside!It all spilled out.

There were two thick stacks, not whole banknotes. They looked blue and green. Most of them were change of one yuan or ten yuan, and some were 51 hundred yuan, which were all old banknotes.

It looks a little dirty, as if it has been in a greasy environment for a long time and is stained with oil.

But each one is stretched and folded neatly.

Tang Jiao was shocked!

"Liu Wen! What on earth are you doing! You take money..."

Tang Jiao suddenly couldn't speak anymore, and the anger on his face couldn't be expressed.

Because Liu Wen was squatting on the ground with a big black backpack on his back, his hands trembling as he tried to collect the money.

"Clap."

A wet mark instantly appeared on the old one-dollar bill.

He cried.

Tang Jiaozheng stood under the tree, looking down at this boy who looked weird from beginning to end.

He lowered his head feebly, his whole body trembling as if his soul had been taken away.

"Liu Wen, why are you dying?"

Tang Jiao heard his gentle and careful voice, "Why, you-"

"I can't live anymore!!!"

Liu Wen suddenly raised his head, his thin face was already covered with tears, and his lenses were blurred.

His mouth was open, a hoarse hissing sound came from his throat, and his whole body was shaking.

"I miss him! I miss him so much!!! I can't live anymore!"

Liu Wen knelt on the ground, picked up the messy change on the ground with both hands, and stubbornly handed it forward.

"Please, please, Mr. Tang, please give these to you, I beg you."

Tang Jiao felt ridiculous and had an inexplicable lump in his throat.

Liu Wen grabbed the leg of her school uniform trousers.

He was shaking all over, as if he was crazy, but the movements of his hands were not rough, as if Tang Jiao was his last life-saving straw.

"Please, he will listen to you. I beg you, let him come back to me! I'm going to die..."

"Wait a minute," Tang Jiao heard the question.

Her stiff legs did not move away. She swallowed her throat and tried her best to speak gently in a tone that would not irritate him:

"Xiao Jingchuan didn't know you before. Have you recognized the wrong person? Don't talk nonsense about whether you will die or not -"

"I can't wait any longer!!! I'm going crazy!!"

Liu Wen raised his head and interrupted Tang Jiao's words like a collapse. He grabbed Tang Jiao's trouser legs and even suddenly slapped himself twice.

Tang Jiao was completely frightened, staring at the red palm prints that instantly appeared on his thin face.

After Liu Wen was excited for a moment, he suddenly became depressed.

His head was lowered to the ground, his hands were tugging at the fabric of his school uniform trouser legs, and he knelt down weakly on the ground, murmuring and sobbing:

"I can't wait even one minute! I really can't live anymore. Please, please kill me..."

"Clap."

"Clap."

There were small circles of wet marks on the ground, and this time it was no longer just Liu Wen's tears.

The weather has changed and it's going to rain.

Tang Jiao was speechless for a long time, looking down at the boy who was sinking into the dust and seemed to have lost his will to live.

It shouldn't be like this...

He clearly looked healthy.

Tang Jiao bent down and stretched out his hands, wanting to pull him up first, at least not to kneel at her feet begging for death without dignity like this.

But his wrist was grabbed by a big hand that suddenly came out.

Tang Jiao looked up in surprise and saw Xiao Jingchuan, who was panting.

"How did you come?"

Xiao Jingchuan pulled Tang Jiao up with a sullen face.

Liu Wen's hands could no longer hold Tang Jiao's trouser legs. When he emerged from Xiao Jingchuan, he seemed to have had all his strength and breath taken away from him.

Xiao Jingchuan glanced at the terrible situation with cold eyes and said coldly:

"Your elderly parents tried so hard to send you to transfer to Jingsheng, is that why you are like this?"

Liu Wen stiffened.

His dead eyes moved, and his gaze fell on the scattered change on the side of his face.

You can still smell oily smell on it.

As if he had been burned, he shrank back and avoided his eyes.

"Not enterprising, hitting people in class, harassing classmates, stealing..."

Xiao Jingchuan said a word, and Tang Jiao's eyes widened.

Liu Wen was still holding a big, deflated backpack behind him, huddled on the dirty ground, like a dirty rat hiding in the sewer and suddenly being exposed.

He covered his ears in agony and murmured in denial: "No, no, I didn't."

"there!"

"Quick!"

"Xiao Wen is there!"

The sound of several people running in this direction was heard not far away.

Liu Wen was so excited that he got up from the ground using his hands and feet, grabbing the money and stuffing it into the red bag.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer. He didn't care about what he had not finished picking up, so he turned around and wanted to run away.