The Big Bad Beats Your Chest [Quick Transmigration]

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In the dim sky, the sun's aperture is getting smaller and smaller, and the wind is whistling in my ears, and I can vaguely smell the breath of death, decay, decay...

With a heavy muffled sound, the young man's slender body fell to pieces in front of the uniform steps of the teaching building. Viscous hot blood gushed out from the back of his head and spread out along the concrete floor. A large pool of bright red blood dripped beside him, mixed with crushed flesh and blood.

The strange thing is that Bai Yulian, who fell from the roof, didn't feel any pain at all. His retinas were all red. In this overwhelming red, he saw a gloomy boy standing not far away. The hair was a little long, covering his eyes, and there was no expression on his face. Bai Yulian knew that behind the thick hair, those eyes were looking in his direction.

The world in front of him gradually became blurred, and a deep tiredness hit him. He tried to open his eyes, but he couldn't resist the tiredness after all, and his consciousness was interrupted.

……

A bone marrow-soaked chill suddenly climbed up from his back. The boy was frozen stiff by the chill. He desperately tried to twist his body to dispel the chill, but it seemed as if he had lost control of his limbs. After making the slightest reaction, the chill gradually spread to his whole body like tarsal maggots. Suddenly, he felt someone blowing in his ear, which was icy cold.

Zhou Wu's whole body trembled and he woke up. He felt as if he had a nightmare.

In the last class, he fell asleep in class. His seat was in the first row near the blind corner of the window. The position was very bad. He could hardly read the words on the blackboard, but the teacher was able to imitate the movements of the people sitting here You can see it clearly.

At this time, a hazy layer of mist was shrouded outside the window. It was obviously close to noon, but the mist never dissipated.

His appearance was reflected on the window glass, thin, pale, with long hair covering his eyes, probably due to malnutrition, and his collarbone was very obvious, so fragile that it seemed to break easily.

Zhou Wu flicked his hair, and through the gaps in his hair, he saw the gentle Chinese teacher on the podium looking in his direction intentionally or unintentionally, and he flinched involuntarily.

It was very cold in the classroom, Zhou Wu was wearing a well-washed shirt, cold and hungry, finally, the bell rang for the end of get out of class on time.

Zhou Wu couldn't wait for a moment, and took out the steamed buns that had become hard in his desk.

The school is built in a town, and most of the students who study come from small villages near the town. The distance is far away, and there is no time to go back and forth at noon. They all bring their own meals and heat them up at the school. Zhou Wu’s home is in the town, but his father does not allow him to go back. Home.

His lunch was only steamed buns, and he didn't need to heat them up. Suddenly, Zhou Wu was stopped by someone.

"Zhou Wu, can you warm up my meal?"

A lunch box with a cartoon pattern was handed to him. The girl's hair was braided and tied with a beautiful bow tie. Zhou Wu was a little at a loss, and agreed, "Okay, okay."

After finishing speaking, he took the lunch box and hurriedly went to the heated place at the end of the corridor. The boy was at the end of the line, and his heart was filled with joy. Almost no one was willing to talk to him, let alone ask him for help. The girl's request made him Some are flattered.

In the classroom, I found someone to help bring meals, and the girls gathered together.

"Jing Jing, why did you ask that freak to help you cook?"

The girls surrounded Banhua curiously, some were applying cheap nail polish, and some were weaving flower ropes, but they all felt strange about Liang Jing's behavior.

The girl surrounded in the middle said coquettishly, "Don't mention it, yesterday I took a car with Zheng Yao to watch a movie in the city, and I didn't do any of the homework assigned by the math teacher." The girl stuck out her tongue, pushed some of the tables and chairs away, and came Go to the desk by the window.

The girls around showed understanding smiles, "That freak must have done it, Jingjing, look for him on the left side of the table, that's where Xiaoyue found it last time..."

"Understood." Liang Jing removed the slobbering cold steamed bun on the desk with disgust, and got the homework book under it, "It's on the table, hey, he is checking the calculation."

The girl curled her lips, "I hate people with good grades the most, what are you working so hard for?"

"Haha, Jingjing, you don't have to work hard, as long as your family has good grades."

Liang Jing Guazi's face showed arrogance, a little proud, "Of course."

Seeing Liang Jing's smug look, Chen Min, the girl who flattered her at the beginning, was a little disdainful, but she pretended to be affectionate and said, "Jing Jing, let me change your name for you."

"Well, please excuse me."

There was no sincerity in Liang Jing's words of thanks, and Chen Min was not annoyed, she lowered her head and changed her name with tape, so that Liang Jing could not see the sneer on her face.

At this time, Zhou Wu, who was going to heat up the meal, came back, and he mustered up the courage to walk up to the girl, "Here you are."

The girl smiled sweetly, "Thank you."

"No, you're welcome."

Zhou Wu returned to his seat and gnawed on the steamed buns for a while. Suddenly, his expression became flustered. He searched anxiously for his desk. The first class in the afternoon was mathematics, but his homework was gone!

"idiot."

A cool voice came from my ear, which was exactly the same as Zhou Wu's own voice, but Zhou Wu was not surprised, but anxiously looked for his homework.

The girls not far away were talking and laughing, as if they didn't notice the strangeness here, but if you look carefully, you can find that they are trying to control their facial muscles so that they don't laugh.

"Haha, how pathetic."

"Shh..."

The boy was already sweating profusely, at this moment, the voice sounded again, "Your homework was taken away by the woman who asked you to cook."

Hearing this, Zhou Wu finally reacted this time, and hesitantly walked to Liang Jing's seat.

"Please, may I ask, have you seen my homework?"

Liang Jing was chatting and laughing with the two girls, she didn't seem to notice the boy.

The boy tried to raise his voice and said it several times, but Liang Jing still ignored him.

Zhou Wu sharply saw half of the homework book on Liang Jing's desk, heaved a sigh of relief, and reached for it, "This is mine..."

Liang Jing finally moved, she stretched out her hand to protect the homework book, "What's yours, didn't you see my name was written on it?"

Zhou Wu became anxious, "No, this is mine..."

The two of them were pulling their homework, and the cartoon lunch box was placed tremblingly on the side of the table. During the dispute, it was unknown who knocked over the lunch box.

The girl cried, "Ah, my dress—"

Zhou Wu was pushed to the corner of the table in front of him by the frightened Liang Jing, and his lower back was hit hard, the pain made him almost unable to stand still.

The surrounding temperature suddenly dropped a few degrees, but Liang Jing, who was so angry and anxious, couldn't notice it anymore.

"This is a new dress I bought," the girl cried, "Now you are satisfied!"

Liang Jing tore the homework into pieces and threw them on Zhou Wu, "Here, homework, I don't want it anymore!"

After speaking, he ran out of the classroom crying.

At this time, the girls who were onlookers spoke one after another, gloating in their tone, both towards Zhou Wu and Banhua.

"Zhou Wu, you are too unmannered, you actually made Banhua cry."

"A boy, how can he be so fussy."

Zhou Wu's face turned pale, and the pain in his waist had not dissipated, and a chill came from his back.

What the people around couldn't see was that behind the boy, a boy with the same face and figure as Zhou Wu was hugging him from behind. The boy's hands were around Zhou Wu's waist, and his head rested on Zhou Wu's shoulder. Like some dissatisfaction.

The two were carved out of the same mold, and no one could tell them apart just from the outside.

Zhou Wu bent down to pick up the broken homework book. At this moment, there was a noise at the door of the classroom, and several boys came in.

The leading boy was tall and tall. He asked the people in the classroom, "Who is bullying Jing Jing?"

"Zheng Yao is back, there is a good show to watch."

"I'll ask again, who is it?"

The young man had an aura of power without anger. Chen Min tucked the broken hair from his sideburns behind his ears, and said worriedly, "It's Zhou Wu, he just poured food all over Jing Jing, you know, Jing Jing is the best!" Concerned about her dress."

Zheng Yao was a little annoyed after hearing this. He couldn't understand why he was so sad because of a dress, but Liang Jing was his girlfriend, and she was bullied in class. Of course he wanted to get her back for her. Chen Min said, "Go and accompany Jing Jing."

Chen Min was very understanding, "I'm planning to go."

She not only left the classroom by herself, but also cleverly called away other girls in the class.

The boy's face was pale, and he already knew what would happen next.

Zhou Wu was cornered by a group of boys. Someone pulled his hair and slammed it against the wall, someone spat on him, and more people pushed him, punched and kicked him.

It doesn't matter, Zhou Wu curled up with his head in his arms. From childhood to adulthood, such things happen often, no matter which group he is in, he will be rejected.

At first, it was because of his disgraceful birth. When his mother was pregnant with him, he was beaten to death by his father. He was dug out from the dead mother's stomach by his grandmother.

He's such a freak that nobody likes him.

The lights in the classroom suddenly flickered as if the voltage was unstable. Even though the windows were tightly closed, the boys collectively felt a gust of cold wind blowing.

The boys noticed something was wrong and turned to look at Zheng Yao, but they were almost scared to death. They saw Zheng Yao covering his neck with his hands, his face was purple, his eyes were white, and he was kneeling on the ground, like Someone is pinching his neck.

Zhou Wu, who was curled up in the corner, heard that there was no movement around him, and carefully lowered his hands covering his head. When his eyes touched the direction of Zheng Yao, the pupils of his eyes hidden behind his hair shrank.

In his eyes, a young man who looked exactly like him was strangling Zheng Yao's neck. The young man had a cold and cruel murderous intent on his face, and his knuckles were so hard that they turned white.

Zhou Wu rushed over, "Zhou Tong, don't!"

Under Zhou Wu's hands, the translucent young man seemed to have a body, and he was pushed to the ground by Zhou Wu who exerted too much force.

The boy who was pushed to the ground looked up, his eyes turned as red as blood, full of malice.

Zhou Wu begged bitterly, "No."

"Cough, cough, cough..." Zheng Yao, who was almost suffocated, finally caught his breath, stood up and grabbed Zhou Wu's hair, pulling his head and bumping it to the ground.

They couldn't see another boy who was threatening Zheng Yao's life, they only saw Zhou Wu rushing towards him, as if he wanted to fight back.

Zhou Wu's face was pressed against the ground, and the boy who was pushed away by him before had disappeared.

This bullying was not interrupted by a small episode in the middle, it ended in the head teacher's stern reprimand.

"What are you doing?!"

The homeroom teacher was their Chinese teacher, a middle-aged man with gentle appearance. Hearing the teacher's voice, the abuser quickly put his hands aside and stood aside, not daring to say a word.

Their reaction is not because of how strict the head teacher is, but because in this small town, the head teacher decides everything about the students. He can decide whether you will go to high school in the city after graduating from junior high school, or be diverted to a technical school, or Straight out of school.

In this backward place, the head teacher has such energy.

"Teacher Liu……"

"Everyone of you, twenty laps, go now!"

The students didn't dare to refuse, even the thorny Zheng Yao left without stopping.

"Zhou Wu, come to the teacher's office."

The boy barely stood up and followed behind the teacher.

There was no one in the office. After Zhou Wu walked in, he heard the head teacher locked the door, which made him a little uneasy.

This space is very cramped, Liu Cunji looked at the jerky and hesitant boy in front of him, his eyes under the lens flashed with excitement.

Liu Cunji took out a hairpin from the desk, and helped Zhou Wu pin back his too long hair, revealing a pair of timid eyes.

"I don't care about my hair so long, what does it look like?"

The boy's face was only the size of a palm, but his facial features were actually very delicate, and his eyes were moist. Liu Cunji couldn't hold back his inner excitement.

This kid, he has noticed since he entered school, is really a good boy...

Zhou Wu always felt that the class teacher's attitude towards him was very strange, and he couldn't tell why it was so strange, but in an environment where everyone around him spoke sarcasticly to him and punched him from time to time, he was very grateful to the class teacher for taking care of him.

"Take off your clothes and let the teacher see if the injury is serious."

The author has something to say: Don’t be scared by the title, it’s not scary~