Sharing the Dorm with the Enemy from Previous Life

The chaotic battle between the top students in Class 1 and the scumbags in Class 9 didn't really start. Mars just burst out with passion, and was drowned out by a basin of cold water from the physical education teachers of the two classes.

After the last get out of class in the morning, the students of each class roared out of the teaching building and immediately discovered the strange scene on the playground.

The four boys were sweating profusely and were running around on the hot outdoor playground.

It is not uncommon for people to be punished in physical education classes, but if you look closely, it is the physical education committee of two classes and the university bully Qin Yuan, which is a bit strange.

The sophomore students slowed their pace towards the cafeteria and asked each other curiously: "What's the matter? Isn't that the two school grasses of Class 1?"

"Damn, don't these two meet every day on the podium? This is it?"

Someone squinted and looked at them: "The other two are from Class 9, right? They seem to be Liu Jun from the Sports Committee and his valet?"

Soon, someone took out their mobile phone and searched the crowd: "Oh, I see, the people from Class 9 and Class 1 fought and were punished by the PE teachers from both classes!"

The onlookers were shocked: "Class 1 Xueba and Class 9 sports committee fight? Why?"

The person looking at the phone was also a little hesitant: "Ah, it's for... Ruan Qingmu?"

The name Ruan Qingmu was unknown when she was a freshman in high school. In the past few days, it has been heard loudly among the sophomore students, and someone suddenly exclaimed: "No way, in order to rush Ruan Qing Mu's first kill, they fought first??"

"So magical? In order to grab the first kill of the wild map boss, the two gangs directly fired and rushed to it, and then the boss was fine, and the bloodskin didn't fall off?"

Isn't it? On the playground, the four boys ran out of breath, and that Ruan Qingmu was sitting under the huge shade of the camphor tree, holding his cheeks, very leisurely.

Finally, someone inquired about the news: "I rely on it, no, no. I heard from their class that Liu Jun's sports committee seat was robbed by Ruan Qingmu, and today Liu Jun came to beat someone first."

"Oh, did you hit?"

The boy said: "It is said that he hit a guy named Fang Li, who was very close to Ruan Qingmu, and then Ruan Qingmu exploded, grabbed a basketball, and slapped Liu Jun's face all at once !"

"What the hell??"

"Yeah! It was said that the beating was bloody, and the nose was half crooked, but it seemed like an oil sauce shop was opened, and the salty, sour, and spicy hair all rolled out..."

A group of boys were stunned, why did they sound so familiar?

If you buy a colorful silk shop, red, black, and purple will all bloom."

The boys finally reacted, flew up, and beat the boy who recited the text below: "Are you cheap or not, who wants to listen to Lu Zhishen punching Kansai, Speak the truth!"

The boy was crushed and screamed: "Okay, I said. Anyway, Ruan Qingmu smashed a basketball and smashed Liu Jun's nose to bleed. It's true."

"Then what? Come on, let's go to the cafeteria to grab food!"

"Liu Jun suffered a big loss, can he bear it? Just as he rushed up to beat Ruan Qingmu, I didn't know what was going on when the two bosses from Class 1 suddenly shot, one for each , according to Liu Jun and Li Zhiyong to fight."

The boys onlookers couldn't bear the hunger. They turned to look at the playground over there and ran to the cafeteria: "The people in Class 1 are crazy? What are you planning?"

"That's right, this class is done, what are they doing?"

"Then I don't know, anyway, Liu Jun and the others attacked first, Ruan Qingmu counterattacked, and then Qin Yuan and the others intervened, so they were all wrong. Run away."

"Damn, where did Ruan Qingmu get punished, doesn't he sit well?"

Someone rolled his eyes: "That's why Ruan Qingmu is the worst thief. He's on crutches, it's an injury, and the teacher can only punish him to write a review."

A group of boys all exclaimed: "Damn, is the mantis catching the cicada or the oriole behind?"

"Niubi, this is the man who stands still in the center of the whirlpool."

…

At this moment, the man who stirred the two classes with one hand was sitting under the tree, boredly looking at the workbook on his lap.

"The death penalty can be avoided, and the living crime cannot be escaped", a thousand-word examination, and handed in before class in the afternoon.

Fang Li came back from the canteen outside the school gate with a few bottles of ice soda and ran into the shade of a tree.

He reached out and handed a bottle to Ruan Qingmu, and carefully placed the rest on the cool ground.

Ruan Qingmu stabbed him: "Hey, the inspection bag is for you, write a thousand words for me."

Fang Li hurriedly took the workbook, lowered his head and started to check.

Ruan Qingmu raised her head and looked at the playground.

The four penalty runs were scattered on the track. Qin Yuan and Fu Songhua were next to each other, running at a constant speed, and their figures became two small dots.

After a circle, the two finally ran back and stopped near the camphor tree, bending over.

After all, it was a hot August day. Although the physical education teacher was angry, he didn't dare to throw off his arms and punished him twice.

There is no time limit, but this kind of day sweats a lot, and no one feels uncomfortable after two laps. Fu Songhua panted and approached under the tree, his face was covered in sweat, his neck was sweaty, and his black hair was wet.

Qin Yuan slowly followed behind him, his usual face like a crown jade was also slightly red, and the brows of a pair of sword eyebrows were condensed with sweat, he lowered his head and gently wiped a .

Ruan Qingmu looked at the two of them, bent down and picked up the two bottles of ice soda on the ground: "Hey, drink some water."

Fu Songhua pretended not to see it, and looked around: "Hey, where are the grandchildren in our class, and they didn't wait for us?"

Qin Yuan silently stretched out his hand, took the soda in Ruan Qingmu's hand, unscrewed the cap, and handed a bottle to Fu Songhua.

Fu Songhua had nothing to do, rolled his eyes, raised the bottle and poured "gudugudu" into his throat.

Fang Li hurriedly stood up and said crampedly, "The people in your class asked us to bring a message to help you grab some food, waiting in the cafeteria."

Fu Songhua was a little happier then, stretched out an arm and put his arm around Fang Li's shoulder: "Let's go, eat. I'm starving to death!"

Fang Li's face flushed red and he wanted to break free, but Fu Songhua was ten centimeters taller than him, and he couldn't move with such a long arm.

Fu Songhua tightened his arms and tightened his neck threateningly: "Do you want to help him? You have snacks, he is pretending!"

If this is a sick number, are there still healthy people in the world?

Fang Li tried his best to break free from his arms and defended in a low voice, "No... the doctor told him to use a cane."

Look at this little face, half of it is swollen!

Qin Yuan silently held the soda bottle, raised his head and took a sip. Sweat slipped quietly on the bulging Adam's apple.

Beside him, Ruan Qingmu walked with him on crutches.

After a long while, he said, "Thanks."

Qin Yuan said lightly, "It's okay."

"No need for next time." Ruan Qingmu smiled, "I can handle it myself."

Qin Yuan glanced at him out of the corner of his eye: "Just like this to fight alone? If the fight is full of people's faces, even if it's done?"

Ruan Qingmu frowned: "What's wrong?"

"Do you really think this is a good deal?"

Ruan Qingmu snorted softly: "Don't you just come up and fight? Is it different from me?"

Qin Yuan stopped and looked at him: "I'm from the outside class, I'll leave when I'm done. It's a big deal to write a check. How about you?"

He spoke word by word, with patience in his voice: "Since you have volunteered to be a sports committee member, you should take your own responsibilities. Even if you can't maintain the basic discipline of physical education class, at least Don't destroy it. Even if you can't unite everyone, at least don't take the lead in hitting your classmates. Liu Jun beats people, you only know how to fight back, then they dominate the equipment, do you care?"

Ruan Qingmu: "…"

Fu Songhua turned his head in surprise and glanced at Qin Yuan suspiciously.

The boss usually speaks so succinctly, this large paragraph, is it about to catch up with the amount of speech last week?

Ruan Qingmu slightly narrowed her peach eyes.

The corners of his eyes were slightly slanted, and he looked at the handsome and indifferent boy beside him with a half-smile: "Squad Leader Qin, aren't you tired?"

Fu Songhua and Fang Li in front of them both quietly raised their ears.

"If you see Liu Jun like that, you should take care of the injustice; if you see someone who is too poor to afford lunch, you should also take care of it. You must take care of justice and justice, and you must take care of others who are not responsible. "

Fu Songhua and Fang Li in front of them listened in a daze, their eyes met, Fu Songhua blushed, and awkwardly loosened Fang Li's neck.

Damn, last time the boss hinted him to buy chicken legs and meatballs, did this guy see it? Eyes are poisonous!

Ruan Qingmu slowly approached the entrance of the cafeteria, not knowing what she thought, she smiled casually: "By the way, do you know what you look like?"

Qin Yuan looked at him coldly without speaking.

"It's very similar to the martial arts TV series, the kind of famous young heroes who are full of righteousness and chivalry."

…

"Squad leader, old man! Here, here, help you prepare meals."

"Brother Ruan, Fang Li, here, come and eat!"

In the dining hall, a dozen boys gathered in a corner and shouted at them together.

There are class 1 and class 9, which are clearly divided into two sides.

Qin Yuan and Fu Songhua sat in the crowd of class 1. A few good boys had already prepared a table of meals. One plate was full of Sixi meatballs, and the other was full The kelp grilled ribs, and several kinds of assorted vegetables, the whole thing is like a dinner party.

"Come on, the class leader and the old Fu have worked hard to run, eat quickly!" The boys in Class 1 shouted loudly.

Bai Jing and the others sat on another table, also unwilling to be outdone, filled with all kinds of good dishes, and kept shouting at Ruan Qingmu and Fang Li: "Brother Ruan, come quickly. , with sweet and sour pork ribs and braised fish!"

Ruan Qingmu sat down and looked at the table, a little speechless: "What is this for?"

Several boys called together: "New Sports Commission takes office, let's take the wind!"

Bai Jing laughed and lowered his voice: "By the way, let's celebrate and beat Liu Jun and the others into pig heads."

Ruan Qingmu smiled: "I didn't fight it alone."

The boys were a little embarrassed, Bai Jing whispered, "Well, I originally got together with their class, but..."

Ruan Qingmu picked up a piece of fish: "How is it?"

"As a result, there was an idiot in their class who insisted on robbing us of braised fish, saying that their squad leader liked to eat it, so he asked us to let us out." Huang Ya whispered in disapproval, "My day, Then can we agree? Let's all sit down."

Fang Li secretly turned his head and looked at Class 1: "But they help us..."

Huang Ya rudely hit him: "you know what, be careful they have a conspiracy."

Ruan Qingmu stared at the public plate full of braised fish and was stunned for a while.

Then suddenly stood up, picked up the plate, and walked to the group of boys next door.

All the boys stopped their chopsticks, and some of the girls who peeked over here also widened their eyes.

Qin Yuan turned his head slowly.

Ruan Qingmu's peach blossom eyes curled up, and the hostility she had just beaten disappeared without a trace. He bent down, took a few pieces of braised fish with his own hands, and put them on Qin Yuan's dinner plate.

His voice was clear, with a meaning that others could not understand: "Please eat fish, Qin Shaoxia."

Everyone: "…"

Qin Yuan looked at him, then lowered his head and looked at the fish on the plate.

Everyone held their breath.

In the silence, Xueba opened his mouth and said lightly: "More, this is not enough."

The author has something to say: Mr. Qin: I still need ~~~~ not enough~~~~~

Little Master: (struggling) Wait, I need a comment first! ~~~

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Notes in this chapter: "Lu Zhishen punches the town of Kansai" in many middle school textbooks 18 years ago. Take the birthday outline"