Hands Can Pick Stars [Rebirth]

Yu Shuchen stood by the bed, looked down at his hands for a while, lost his mind for a moment, shook his head and went to the study next door.

Wen Baiyu could be regarded as waiting for the sound of closing the door, and came out of his quilt blushing, breathing heavily outside the quilt.

Holding the corner of the quilt in his hand, the emotions in his heart were complicated and difficult to distinguish.

He just sees himself as a little brother who needs help and care.

Just like your own sister treats her younger brother.

But fortunately, compared with the previous life, the relationship between them has undergone tremendous changes due to frequent contact.

In this way... it should be much more sure to make Yu Shuchen not like his sister and reduce their chances of getting along with each other, right?

Because Wen Baiyu was injured, he didn't need to do his homework this week for the time being.

The incident was not reported.In physical education class, there were two incidents of basketball smashing into people in one class. After the reports were reported, the physical education teacher himself could not escape the blame.

When Wen Shirong went to the school to help ask for leave, he learned that one of his two boys was smashed, and the other was smashed back "on a whim".Although he felt sorry for his baby being bullied, considering that Yu Shuchen was about to enter a higher school, he finally decided that the two things would cancel each other out and not hold the school accountable.

But unexpectedly, after the flag-raising ceremony on Monday, the head of the grade group did not go on after finishing his speech, but read two circulars on the spot to criticize.

His face was heavy, and he almost gritted his teeth when he read the criticism.

"... Order Chen Feng from the second class of the second year of junior high school to write a 3000-word review report and read it out after the flag-raising ceremony on Monday; order Yu Shuchen from the first class of the second year of high school to write a 3000-word report and hand it over to the person in charge of the grade group."

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As soon as the announcement came out, there was an uproar.

"Yu Shuchen? Is that the new school girl who just comes and slaughters the version?"

"Hey, when did our school have school grass?"

"So there was one, Gu Nanjing from Class 10, Senior Two."

"Yu Shuchen is not rumored to have good grades, so why did he get into fights not long after he arrived?"

"Is the school grass in our school poisonous? One or two good-looking ones can't escape rebellious fights..."

"I heard that this time it's for a student from the second year of junior high..."

"Student? Do you have such a sense of justice?"

"I don't know, maybe we know each other..."

"I think everyone thinks too much, maybe they are acting bravely."

"Brave for righteousness? Do you think he is making a Marvel movie? Is he crazy? He will pass the college entrance examination in a year, and he is punished and doesn't want to go to college?"

"I have to help even if I am punished, wow, he is indeed the man I like, he is so selfless!"

"Selflessness? Oh, I think it's ignorance!"

The second class of the second year of junior high school was even more noisy. The whole class was in the playground at that time, and they had witnessed what happened that day with their own eyes.

Almost as soon as they finished reading the bulletin, they started whispering to each other in low voices, blending in with a large crowd of mixed voices.

No matter how Bald Qian tried to maintain order, after a moment of silence, discussions would resume.

Sun Ming was much shorter than him, and the two of them did not stand together.He turned his head to see Chen Feng's expression.

Chen Feng's face was twisted and deformed.

Most people either read the joke or accused him.

The sudden accusation of these people at this time is not out of so-called justice, but if there is a punishment in the class, then basically they will not be able to qualify for the first place in the key class.

They were just angry and resentful about the fact that they were forced to withdraw from the finals before the competition started.

The happiest thing is the little fat man standing at the end of the line.

He first smiled a little in his eyes, afraid that he would laugh too loudly and obviously, so he bit his fist hard, like a little daughter-in-law about to get married.

And desperately trying to control the urge to jump up.

Doesn't he want the honor of being the first in the key class?Of course I want to!But compared to the fairness of friends, it is nothing at all.

For a person like Chen Feng, there should be someone who beat him up severely, not to mention the beating, and he will be deducted a penalty after the incident!

The revocation of the punishment takes a long time, and a punishment is a huge blow to a student who wants to go to a good school.

Although Chen Feng was disgusting in everything he said and did, he had never fallen behind in his studies, and he would basically not be a bad bastard if he could come to "Yan Sheng".

Wen Baiyu didn't do the exercises, and sat alone in the classroom, watching Yu Shuchen's carefully written problem-solving steps.

Yu Shuchen wrote detailed instructions after the more difficult steps.

Wen Baiyu stared carefully, and it seemed that Yu Shuchen was holding a pen and explaining to him the thinking of solving mathematical problems in his deep and gentle voice.

He is oblivious to everything that happens on the playground.

The people who were waiting came back one after another, and the little fat man was the first to run into the classroom.

It seemed that he was in a good mood, and he ran back humming an untuned song.Before he even had time to sit down, he stood in the aisle and said intermittently, "Little Yu'er...you...you know...don't you?"

Wen Baiyu closed his homework, pulled the little fat man to sit down, "Why are you running in such a hurry? Don't you usually want to grow up on the playground?"

"I'm... afraid, I'm not here... Chen Feng is looking for you... trouble."

Wen Baiyu was full of doubts: "Why is he bothering me? My parents don't ask him to investigate."

As the classmates entered the classroom one after another, the little fat man didn't dare to blatantly speak ill of the classmates, and lowered his voice, "You don't know, today's grade director..."

The little fat man recounted what happened on the playground just now to Wen Baiyu, and finally patted his thigh and laughed, "Hahaha, you haven't seen how funny Chen Feng's face has become!"

After he finished speaking, he patted his thighs for a while, wishing the drums would play, until both thighs were red from his slap.

Damn, hold it in for too long, this meeting is really unbearable.

Chen Feng was in a state of war at the moment, and whoever had a smile on his face was laughing at him.Especially on Wen Baiyu's side, who watched coldly and wanted to get up as soon as he slapped the table.

Sun Ming pulled him back and shook his head, "Ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge. You are still bearing punishment."

The little fat man laughed for a while, until his stomach hurt from laughing, but his little friend who was supposed to share the same hatred and celebrate with him frowned, and there was no joyful atmosphere for a long time.

He raised his head, but Wen Baiyu grabbed his wrist.

Wen Baiyu didn't even have time to celebrate that the bad guy was punished, it seemed that he hadn't focused on his own matter.

The pair of originally dark and big eyes stared at Yuanyuan, and the eyes were full of disbelief, "What did you say? Fatty, do you think anyone else was punished besides Chen Feng?"

The little fat man was caught by him: "Yu...Yu Shuchen."

Wen Baiyu's voice was excited: "Why was he punished?"

The little fat man pulled his hand out: "I have a say in this matter, and I participated in half of it yesterday."

The little fat man rescued his wrist, always felt that there was something a little inconsistent, but he didn't think of it for a while.

While kneading, he told it vividly with doubts.

It took Wen Baiyu a long time to find his voice: "He went back to beat Chen Feng? But, no, no one told me, and Dad didn't tell me when he came back from leave..."

The little fat man waved his hand: "You were like that yesterday, who would tell you this?"

The little fat man turned his head and thought about it for a while, and the sense of disobedience became clear again, like a pool of water muddied by fish, gradually revealing the appearance of river rocks at the bottom of the pool as the fish's tail stopped.

"So, I have a question. Xiao Yu'er, when I heard that you were injured yesterday, when I hurried to the infirmary, there was only the senior in there. He sent you there, and it seemed I'm still nervous about you." He paused, leaned over, and asked, "Honestly, what's your relationship?"

"What...what's the relationship, why are your thoughts so unhealthy?"

"I'm not healthy? Wen Xiaoyu, don't try to change the subject, just say it."

"Maybe... because we helped him before."

Although the little fat man said that his brain was not as bright as other top students in his studies, he turned quickly on other things, squinted his small eyes and looked up and down, "It's not right, if it was just to return favors, it would be okay to send you to the infirmary at that time." It's cleared up. He asked me to watch you, but turned back and beat Chen Feng, what do you say?"

Wen Baiyu was so confused by the question, but he was able to ask him back from the loopholes in his words, "But, I don't know what you said. How can I answer you..."

The little fat man was right when he thought about it, when the class bell rang and the teacher stood on the podium table.

As soon as Li Wenshu saw the teacher, he would automatically enter the drowsy mode, as if he had been put on a clockwork for sleeping. When the class bell rang, the invisible hands that tightened the clockwork were released, and the clockwork started to run.

This topic followed the class, and the little fat man fell asleep on the table and let it go.

Because Wen Baiyu was not in good health, Ye Qian was afraid that the child would faint again if he went to the cafeteria, so he prepared a lunch for all three of them.

He didn't have to go to the cafeteria with Yu Shuchen to eat today, he was a little absent-minded when he ate.

He didn't know what excuse he would have to find him if they didn't have lunch together.

He originally planned to go to the high school after dinner, but he was still very unwell, and he was prone to sleepiness at noon in summer, so he barely packed the lunch box with his eyelids open, lay on the table, and a lunch break passed.

In the evening, Wen Shirong drove over to pick him up.

The red Cayenne made an exception and drove into the school gate, and the long cobblestone path of the campus was immediately crowded with people.

They secretly took out their mobile phones and posted them on campus forums.

The screen is full of exclamation points: [Damn! ! ! ! ! ! !Which luxury car is it? ]

When Wen Baiyu came out, there was a crowd of people around the fence on each floor.

Because of his illness, he was forced to make a high profile again.

The first time Wen Shirong donated a small library and was invited by the principal to hold a large-scale commendation ceremony.

Their family is in the business circle, so they can only be considered generally rich, but Wen Shirong likes to do charity, and although the car he drives is not cheap, it is actually not expensive.

He is a nostalgic person, the decoration of his home has been decorated for many years, and he has not changed it.

A villa in the city center was also bought, but the family was used to living in this old house and didn't bother to move.

Their family is optimistic about their fate.

Just live, be comfortable and happy.

Wen Baiyu leaned on the back pillow and asked his father, "Where are my sister and brother?"

Wen Shirong fastened his seat belt: "They left it late, and they will take the bus home later."

Wen Baiyu let out an "oh".

Wen Baiyu sat, complaining awkwardly, "Father, you didn't tell me that my brother went to beat someone up yesterday."

Wen Shirong was a little surprised: "He told you himself?"

"No, he won't tell me. He thinks I'm still a child. I'll know after the teacher read his punishment today."

When encountering a red light at the intersection, Wen Shirong stopped and asked, "Punishment? Why? What's wrong with your teacher? Did you just punish Xiaochen?"

"We're punished together."

Wen Shirong restarted the car: "When I went there, I made an agreement with you, Mr. Qian, not to pursue it. Originally, my father would never let the person who beat you go, but Xiaochen is about to take the college entrance examination..."

"I know, Dad, and I don't want my brother to be punished."

But he still recited it.