Idol and school grass are at the same table

Friday was an early dismissal as usual.

When Ji Ting started school, he didn't have all his things, so he wanted to go home to get something, so he followed Shen Zhixing.

After school was finally over, it was still very early, Shen Zhixing was full of thoughts about spending time with his new boyfriend,

"Aren't you in a hurry to go home?" Shen Zhixing didn't give him a chance to say no after asking, "I'm sure not in a hurry. Let's go and buy a cup of milk tea first."

Although Ji Ting did not understand his passion for milk tea, he nodded in agreement.

"Where are you going to play?"

The two found a seat in the store and sat down. Shen Zhixing flipped through his phone for a long time and finally said the standard answer for game lovers, "How about the Internet cafe? I haven't played games for a long time."

Ji Ting: "..."

There are quite a lot of people in this milk tea shop, most of them are students of Fenghe, and there are also a few from the nearby fifth middle school.

Some came to wait for someone, and some like Shen Zhixing just didn't want to go home and came to kill time.

Shen Zhixing secretly searched "where should I go on a date" with his mobile phone, and was about to ask Ji Ting if he wanted to go to the movies, when the phone vibrated.

He was so guilty that he didn't even look at who answered the phone, and quickly deleted the browsing history while answering.

He Wenqian's voice came from the phone, "Brother Xing, come and do me a favor."

Shen Zhixing thought that he was doing something meaningless again, and he didn't want to delay his date at all, "I won't go."

Hang up when you're done.

"Across from the west gate." Chen Xuan was a little anxious, "Several people from No. [-] Middle School harassed He Wenqian and I bumped into them. Now they are blocking..."

There was a lot of noise on the phone, and the voices of several boys cursing and swearing could be clearly heard.

Before Chen Xuan finished speaking, the phone was disconnected.

Shen Zhixing quickly realized the seriousness of the problem, put down his phone and called Ji Ting, "At the same table, let's go."

Seeing his dark face, Ji Ting was stunned for a moment, before he could ask "what's the matter", he was pulled up from the chair.

Opposite the west gate of Fenghe Middle School is an old residential area. In recent years, in order to build a new urban area, this area has been included in the demolition area, and most of the surrounding residents have gradually moved out.

Because there are not many people, this area has gradually become a gathering place for the surrounding "social people". Many idle hooligans often come here to block the students, and there are also students from the Fifth Middle School and Fenghe who come to fight.

Chen Xuan stood in the alley, pulled He Wenqian past him, and blocked the person behind him.

He ran into He Wenqian after school today, and they happened to be going in the same direction, so they said they wanted to take the bus together.

Unexpectedly, he was blocked by several people as soon as he crossed the road.

Several people kept their eyes on He Wenqian, and the one who took the lead even tried to move his hands and feet, and it seemed that he was aiming at the girl.

Chen Xuan's temper came up immediately, and the other party blocked the two of them in the alley because of the large number of people.

Some of the people in front of them were wearing the school uniform and pants of No. [-] Middle School, and some had messy dyed hair, and they were also dressed in fancy clothes. They wanted to write the word "social person" on their faces.

"Call someone."

A bastard-like man looked at Chen Xuan and smiled contemptuously, extinguished the cigarette in his hand, spat on the ground, and said harshly, "Okay, there are so many people, you can't all leave."

When Ji Ting and Shen Zhixing arrived, they hadn't fought yet.

The group of people on the opposite side looked aggressive. Except for the few who were really gangsters, the others were also students. After all, they still had scruples and did not dare to really fight.

Especially today's protagonist—the one Chen Xuan said on the phone, who harassed He Wenqian.

Originally, he just chased He Wenqian to no avail, and wanted to bring someone over to scare the girls, but he didn't expect to meet Chen Xuan and He Wenqian together, and he was still protecting He Wenqian, so he was immediately stimulated.

But even though he brought someone here, he was still a little hesitant.

The fifth middle school is very strict about fighting, and if he finds out, he will record a serious misdemeanor. He has accumulated a lot of punishments before, and if there is another fight, he will not be far from persuading him to quit.

"Yo, haven't you started fighting yet?"

Seeing that the two sides were in a stalemate, Shen Zhixing walked up to a few people, "Are you abiding by the rules, or do you dare not do anything at all and scare people here?"

"Say it again?" The gangster with yellow hair on the opposite side stopped doing it after hearing it, "Since you want to fight so much, then it's full..."

Before he had time to pretend to be aggressive, he was stopped by the protagonist next to him.

The eldest brother recognized the notorious Feng and the school bully, and the aura that was already little left disappeared in an instant. He pulled the little yellow hair and hesitated, "Shen, Shen Zhixing, how about..."

"Yo, it seems that I'm quite famous." Shen Zhixing sneered, and stretched out his hand to pull He Wenqian behind Chen Xuan, "It would be nice to cooperate so early."

"Cooperate with your uncle!" Xiao Huangmao saw that he had no sense of existence, quit in an instant, roared, rushed to Shen Zhixing and opened his hand to hold He Wenqian, and uttered the classic lines of the villain in the TV series, "You can go, she can't go."

Shen Zhixing took a breath, and suddenly smiled, "What do the protagonists in TV dramas usually say at this time?"

"Ji Ting?"

The two bosses in front who were gradually starting to PK acting skills were still arguing, and a boy in school uniform suddenly yelled at the back.

His voice successfully drew everyone's attention to Ji Ting.

Huang Mao probably didn't understand this kind of entertainment gossip, so he glanced at Ji Ting and looked at Shen Zhixing again.

The protagonist, however, seemed to have found a new target to attack, and began to mock Ji Ting.

"That Ji Ting who can't make it in the entertainment industry and goes back to school to spend his days? Just that 'genius' who is crazy and full of gossip?"

"I didn't know it before, but you are pretty good at being able to hang out with Shen Zhixing."

I don't know if it's because of staying with Shen Zhixing for a long time, but Ji Ting really feels that his temper has improved a lot.

If he had been a head-giving idiot before, he would have rushed to teach him how to behave.

But now, seeing his low-level provocations, Ji Ting didn't even have the slightest desire to talk to him.

It's a pity that the protagonist, not only doesn't take his good temper as tolerance, but keeps pushing him up.

The boy took out his phone with a sneer on his face, "You said if I take a picture of your current appearance and post it online, will you gain another wave of attention?"

Ji Ting has always been annoyed by others paying too much attention to his own life, now that he is no longer in the entertainment circle, he hates that others always post his current status on the Internet.

The protagonist's words managed to arouse his violent temper a little bit.

But there is only one thing, although that idiot was provoking, but what he said was right, if he really posted it on the Internet, he must be the one who suffered.

Ji Ting took a breath and decided to bear with this idiot a little longer.

In the next second, the idiot started a new round of provocations to dig a hole for himself.

"By the way, He Wenqian is your fan, right? I heard...you quit the circle because you hooked up with fans."

Shen Zhixing was still fighting with Huang Mao with the stream of consciousness in his eyes, the atmosphere was tense, tense and exciting.

Huang Mao spat and was about to continue to speak harshly, but he was caught off guard when he heard a scream behind him.

Seeing that someone was already fighting, the two gentlemen who spoke but didn't fight quickly joined the battle.

The scene was completely out of control.

An hour later, the school teaching office.

Lao Li stood in front of the desk, looking at the boys in front of him who were more or less injured and looked indifferent, he had a terrible headache.

He had heard that there were students smoking in that alley, so he wanted to educate them.

Who knows, the smoker was not caught, but he caught a few youth hormones that couldn't be released, causing trouble everywhere.

These people, especially Shen Zhixing, usually like to make trouble, skipping classes, fighting, and violating school rules are all veterans, and today he was caught again.

The more Lao Li thought about it, the angrier he became, he walked up to Shen Zhixing and kicked him angrily, "You took the lead, right?"

Shen Zhixing was kicked without saying a word, without saying a word.

Ji Ting couldn't stand it anymore, "I made the first move, they..."

Halfway through Ji Ting's confession, the girl next to him burst into tears.

He Wenqian squatted on the ground and howled indistinctly, wiping her tears sobbing, "It's them, they... harassed me first."

"That boy, always, sent me a message and called me. I... blocked me, but it didn't work. He... even brought someone to the door to block me."

"I...they are, they just happened to pass by to help me, I...scared, I'm so scared."

Although He Wenqian usually looks like a man when she plays with Shen Zhixing and the others, she is pretty and has good grades, and she has always been a good girl in the eyes of the teacher.

Although it is impossible for the teaching director to know every student, he can basically be called famous for good grades.

When the girl cried, Lao Li also panicked and frantically tried to comfort her, "Don't cry, don't cry, come on, tell the teacher what's going on first."

He Wenqian choked and told Lao Li about the situation at the time, because she was crying too hard, and she explained it very confusingly.

But accidentally made everything clear.

It has been a long time since school ended, the school has no students for a long time, and the teachers have almost left. Although Lao Li wanted to deal with this matter today, he knew that there was no other way depending on the time.

In addition, after understanding the situation, although he was angry, he couldn't say that all the boys did something wrong, he could only teach a few words, let them each write a [-]-word self-criticism, and waved them away.

Will deal with the rest on Monday.

The boys had never seen He Wenqian cry so hard, and they all stopped to comfort her as soon as they left the teaching office.

Shen Zhixing was rare and gentle, and took out half a pack of tissues borrowed from He Wenqian this morning from his pocket, "Don't cry, it's okay."

Chen Xuan and Ji Ting also looked at her nervously.

The girl didn't say anything, took the tissue and dragged a few people downstairs.

Walking to the door of a classroom on the first floor, He Wenqian stopped only when she was sure that the teaching office could not hear her voice.

"I'm fine." He Wenqian exhaled, and suddenly smiled, "How about it, did you scare you? Are my acting skills pretty good?"

Several boys were dumbfounded.

Shen Zhixing was silent for a few seconds, and cursed.

"However, although the crying is fake, the grievance is real." He Wenqian looked at several people and bit her lower lip, "Anyway, thank you all."

He Wenqian was used to playing with a few boys, and they always scolded each other without being soft-spoken. She said thank you suddenly, and the boys were a little embarrassed.

Shen Zhixing, who had always choked up before speaking to her properly, coughed and patted his head uncomfortably.

"It's okay." Chen Xuan was very serious, "Anyway, it's just calling a parent, writing a self-criticism, and giving him a punishment at most. I can bear it."