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

Tang Jiao could hardly control the thought of those sharp words and piercing and heart-wrenching photos.

"Is she sick?"

"You must have lost your appearance. It's so pitiful. No wonder I still wear a hat every day after I transferred to another school."

"It's so scary. It's not an infectious disease."

Every comment is like substance, turning into a voice of resentment and pouring into my mind.

The enlarged profile in the photo even made her feel strange.

The long, centipede-like line looked like a monster with its ferocious and jagged teeth, intent on breaking through the screen, coming out of the screen, and swallowing her whole.

The chaotic and uneasy emotions surged up again. Tang Jiao lowered his eyes, his eyeballs couldn't help trembling, his lips were humming silently, and his slender fingers nervously clenched the phone, and the fingertips were stretched until they turned white.

She subconsciously stretched her left hand into her trouser pocket, and in the middle of the movement, she remembered that she had been squeezed by Tang Mi before going out this morning and had forgotten her earphones.

His fingers spread helplessly, and finally he could only clench them into fists, so hard that his fingers turned white.

Seeing that Tang Jiao was in a bad state, Chen Mili was so frightened that she quickly looked up at Xiao Jingchuan for help.

The next second, the small hand was grasped by a warm and dry big hand.

The slender knuckles like bamboo shoots were gently stretched out one by one by the slender fingers with clear joints, and the delicate palms that were pinched red were freed.

Xiao Jingchuan bent over and stuffed the water glass into her clenched left hand. He stared at her with his deep eyes, and the vast silence of the deep sea in his dark pupils captured her distracted sight inch by inch.

"Nothing will happen, trust me."

There was no preface or afterword, but Tang Jiao knew what Xiao Jingchuan was talking about, and his pupils that were gradually losing focus trembled, like a feather falling from the top of a mountain being held firmly and landing safely.

Seeing that Tang Jiao's empty eyes were filled with water again, Xiao Jingchuan pushed the water glass in her hand.

"Drink some water, I'll stop Lao Liao."

He stood up and walked out, with a cold face and sharp outlines, and his condensed gaze passed over the prying and curious eyes as if nothing was happening.

People were so frightened that they quickly shut up, turned around, turned around, and put up books to cover their faces to prove their innocence.

In the office, Liao Donghai was so shocked that his fat belly trembled when he heard that Tang Jiao, who he had just taken care of in the morning, was in trouble.

I quickly put down my tea cup, looked through the student's family files, and hurriedly picked up my mobile phone to make a call. I got up and walked quickly to the classroom. Just as I was about to press the call button, my mobile phone was gone.

"Xiao Jingchuan?! What are you doing? Give me your phone..."

"Teacher, she is fine. She also explained the situation. She doesn't want to disturb her family."

Xiao Jingchuan, who was 1.8 meters tall, stood in front of Liao Donghai, who only reached his shoulders, holding the snatched mobile phone in his hand.

"Nonsense! Why did she faint for no reason? This kind of thing cannot be taken lightly. Her parents must be notified!"

Liao Donghai looked up at Xiao Jingchuan, who was calm and composed, his eyes so wide that his nostrils were about to blow out.

Xiao Jingchuan was unmoved: "She's fine now, what if you start mobilizing troops and irritating her to death again?"

Liao Donghai was speechless for a moment, and the Maitreya Buddha-like flesh on his face trembled, "Then..."

Xiao Jingchuan raised his chin and looked down at the tea he had just made with a relaxed expression:

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it. Keep drinking. The tea is getting cold."

After saying that, he put the phone on the desk, nodded slightly, turned around and left, leaving a confused Liao Donghai behind.

This, this, this...

Is he the head teacher, or am I the head teacher? !

After Xiao Jingchuan left the office, the corners of his mouth instantly pursed into a straight line.

This happened just after Lao Liao reminded me in the morning. It seems that some people can't understand human speech. There is no need for Lao Liao to get involved and make a big impact.

In the classroom, Tang Ziao recovered quickly after taking the medicine. When he saw Xiao Jingchuan coming back, he thanked him softly and obediently.

Xiao Jingchuan looked at Tang Jiao's clear eyes with his head raised, tilted his head and smiled jokingly.

"It's okay, I thank you too."

Seeing her stunned, he raised his chin to his seat:

"Thanks to you, I didn't have diarrhea."

"puff!"

Lin Haojie couldn't hold back his laughter for a moment, and the next second he was cut off by Xiao Jingchuan's eye knife.

Tang Jiao turned around and saw the medicine she went to the infirmary to buy, and waved her hand.

"You're welcome, thank you for the ointment."

She pointed at her face, paused, moved her fingers behind her ears, and spoke in a soft and flattering voice:

"It's used here too."

The girl's slender eyebrows are stretched, the corners of her lips are curved, her dark almond-shaped eyes are twinkling, and a pointed little tiger tooth touches the edge of her lower lip, which is unexpectedly harmonious with her eye-catching short inches.

Like the little nun who just came down from the mountain and returned to secular life, she is ignorant and easy to deceive, and she can be deceived by just one piece of candy.

The ointment is a special scar removal ointment that Xiao Jingchuan asked his housekeeper Lao Zhang to buy from abroad.

Seeing that Tang Jiao talked about the scar on the back of his head without any hesitation this time, Xiao Jingchuan's heart moved. He looked forward, looked directly at the visible wound, and spoke softly.

His tone was as ordinary as asking Tang Ziao if he had breakfast.

"Is it effective?"

Tang Jiao didn't feel any discomfort when Xiao Jingchuan stared at Scar in front of everyone. She relaxed and scratched the back of her head.

"It feels very comfortable when applied. Doctor Zhu said this ointment is very good. Thank you."

"Then just keep using it and I'll refill it for you when you're done."

The smile in Xiao Jingchuan's eyes spread to the corner of his mouth. He picked up a box of Zhengchang Pills and tossed them casually in his hand, raising his thin lips slightly:

"Try to restore our little kiwi to factory settings."

"Kiwi? Hahahahahaha! Kiwi! Not to mention they look alike, Brother Xiao, you are so amazing hahaha!"

Lin Haojie laughed so hard that he leaned on the table and slapped the books, scattering the books, causing everyone in the class to look over again.

Tang Jiao felt that his short, stubbled hair exploded with the steaming heat on his face, turning into a real kiwi fruit.

She turned back with a red face, took out her chemistry textbook from the drawer, stood up and covered her face to look at it seriously. Behind her, Lin Haojie, who was laughing so hard that his stomach ached, was slapped in the face by a bag of potato chips from Xiao Jingchuan, and he laughed and cursed:

"Smiling fart, I can't stop your mouth even if you eat it."

After Chen Mili smiled, he couldn't help but glance at Xiao Jingchuan, and he couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes.

We have been in the same class for a year, and no one has ever seen Xiao Jingchuan being so funny, let alone a girl. The familiarity and intimacy in his tone was really wrong.

If I could get this kind of treatment in normal times, the crazy bees and butterflies from No. [-] Middle School would have swarmed me, so I couldn't just talk about it in the forum.

Is it...

Chen Mili's eyes turned to Tang Jiao, who was pretending to be reading seriously, but in fact his ears were slightly red, and he shook his head.

What are you thinking about!How can it be!

The last period was a biology class. Liao Donghai held a bookcase under his right elbow and a thermos cup filled with green tea in his left hand. He walked into the classroom slowly. He glanced at Tang Jiao who was sitting in his seat with a normal expression before coughing and speaking:

"Let me talk about two things first. One of them you have also seen. The physical examination for this school year will be carried out downstairs in Mingde Building at 7 o'clock tomorrow morning. Remember to attach a one-inch photo on the physical examination form issued in the morning, fill in the basic information, and check all items. Finished, sign your name and give the form to the monitor before school. Do you understand?"

"clear--"

The responses were sparse, some were happy and some were sad.