It is said that I was once a big man [Quick Transmigration]

When Yun Sang came back after paying the fine, Qiang Yu was sitting in the corner, his eyes were resentful, his younger brother wiped his face with bruises, he kept gasping in pain, looked at his miserable condition, and then looked at the picture just now. The table that was dragged out, no one in the class dared not take Yun Sang seriously.

The sophomores were also in an uproar.

After someone uploaded a photo of the discarded table, various group chats in Nancheng No. [-] Middle School exploded. There were hundreds of messages every minute.

A tall figure came in from the fence. The person was wearing Nancheng's school uniform, but the icon on the neckline was slightly different, it was two bars. The baggy school uniform showed his unique personality, attracting countless attention along the way.

This person is Jiang Yanhuai.

When he came back from skipping class, he met the extremely complicated eyes of his good buddy, and said slowly: "Why are you looking at me like that, did Lao Lei catch me?"

He didn't look at his phone, and when he saw the group chat 99+, he was not interested in clicking in, anyway, it had nothing to do with him.

Seeing that he really didn't understand, the good buddy didn't keep it up, "Your younger brother who just transferred broke the desk in their class."

"That bumpkin is not my younger brother." Jiang Yanhuai retorted subconsciously, and then said in shock as if he heard it clearly: "Split the table? Yun Sang??" He has two younger brothers, who said they just transferred, That must be Yun Sang, and Jiang Ting's personality is gentle and kind, and he would not do such a thing of chopping the table, but it is enough to scare people on Yun Sang's head.

Seeing that his face was full of shock and surprise, the buddy nodded and said: "Yes, there are pictures and the truth, so you can see for yourself, everyone in their class can testify. The table in front of us is the same model, one Just split the palm, good guy, this is a walking human weapon."

"Tell me honestly, you are really going to pick up people from Gaoyuan Province, not Shaolin Temple?"

Jiang Yanhuai looked at the photo, frowning tightly. Looking at the photo, he was speechless for a long time, and didn't answer for a long time.

"Is your brother very good?" the good buddies asked, even if Jiang Yanhuai would be upset, they didn't dare to call "bumpkin", "bumpkin" anymore, if news got out, their heads would not be as strong as a table.

"That's it." Hearing Jiang Yanhuai's ambiguous answer, he just wanted to roll his eyes to express his speechlessness, but suddenly felt that when Yun Sang was mentioned this time, the disgust in the other party's tone faded a bit.

Yun Sang's deskmate was Jiang Dongqi. When the accident happened, he was sleeping with his music headphones on and covered his head. The loud noises and screams in the class didn't wake him up.Through the earphones, he also seemed to notice that the environment was a bit noisy, so he stretched his arms, gathered the school uniform covering his head, changed his position and continued to sleep.

I didn't find out that Qiangyu's desk was hacked at all.

He woke up once in the middle, surprised that he had a deskmate, but the teacher's voice was long and dragging, like a lullaby, he forced his eyes open, and soon fell asleep again.

It wasn't until school was almost over that he was woken up by the class representative who angrily pushed him: "Jiang Dongqi, wake me up, have you done all the test papers that are due after school?"

"What test paper, I didn't receive it at all." Jiang Dongqi rubbed his eyes, and yawned lazily under the sideways glances of his classmates.

"Isn't this under your arm?"

"When did it happen? Why don't I know!" Jiang Dongqi raised his arm and found that there were several test papers under his arm. He said how he slept so soundly this time, and he dared to sniff the ink on the printed test paper Fragrant to sleep.

The class representative didn't want to talk to this sleeping god: "So you didn't write a single word, so I will default that you won't hand it in. You can explain it to Teacher Wang tomorrow by yourself."

He wanted to turn around and leave, but someone grabbed his sleeve with a playful smile: "Don't wait for me! I'll copy it very quickly!"

As soon as these words came out, the class representative's eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he firmly protected the papers he handed in, not wanting their pure whiteness and innocence to be tampered with by such ignorant people.

Jiang Dongqi glanced around the class, and everyone else avoided his gaze.

He had no choice but to wear his sleepy hair, turned his eyes to Yun Sang who was handing in the test paper, kicked the other side's bench and said, "Student, can you borrow me to copy your homework?"

The sound of kicking the bench was a bit loud, which attracted the attention of the whole class. Jiang Dongqi didn't notice that his kick made the students in the class breathe less subconsciously, so they just silently watched him die.

Yun Sang's eyes were indifferent, and he didn't want his homework written so hard to be copied by someone he didn't know in a few words, but his soul was discounted and could be bought.

He said: "You can copy. If you choose to fill in the blanks, it costs [-] cents a piece, and the big questions cost [-] yuan a piece. Each subject costs [-] cents."

Jiang Dongqi: "??? Classmates, you still charge money? It's so expensive, do you lose money?" He chose to fill in the blanks, and he dared to set a price of [-] cents for something that he could copy with one stroke. Is this reasonable?

Moreover, he saw that the Dunhill pencil case and platinum pen were used on Yunsang's desk. People who used such high-priced high-quality stationery actually calculated the money with him. He couldn't believe it, and couldn't help clapping his hands. There was a loud bang on the table: "You figure it out, you sit next to me, I'm the bottom one copying your bottom two to save face!"

If he has a good academic performance, he won't sit with him anymore. This person sleeps from morning to night all day long, and can't remember the faces and names of his classmates at all.

Yun Sang didn't bother to explain that he was a transfer student, so he handed the test paper to the class representative. This silent threat made Jiang Dongqi's face change.

Originally, this slap was taken, and everyone thought that Jiang Dongqi was going to turn his back on him. If he slapped him hard, he might be taught by Yun Sang to be a man, but Yun Sang's threat seemed to have worked. The copying of homework was imminent, and Jiang Dongqi succumbed quite quickly. :"Cheaper!"

Yun Sang: "I don't want to bargain, but as my first (and probably only) customer, I can provide you with a weekly or monthly subscription package. There is a [-]% discount for this package."

Jiang Dongqi cursed and took out his mobile phone.

"Wealth treasure arrives at XXX yuan——" The clear and sweet voice resounded throughout the class, and the faces of all the top students changed. They didn't expect Jiang Dongqi, a rich second-generation fool with a lot of money, to actually copy homework , willing to pay Yun Sang.

Yun Sang is from a remote village. It is said that he dropped out of school for a year before coming to Nancheng. Everyone wants to know how his academic performance is. Jiang Dongqi copying his homework is better than copying theirs!They are willing to give each other half of the discount!

But in the end it was Yun Sang, who had just split a table to worship the sky in the morning, no matter how envious they were, they would not dare to steal the other's business.

This was his first pot of gold, which slightly made up for the fine. Yun Sang put away the phone calmly, and pushed the test paper over.Jiang Dongqi took it immediately and quickly copied it.

Why would you pay for it.

Jiang Dongqi actually thought about it very seriously. If Yun Sang could sit with him, it would probably be the second to last, and he would be the last. The two of them may indeed sit together for a long time, lingering until the end of the semester. The choice includes The weekly package or the monthly package is indeed very cost-effective. If he wants to copy his homework, he no longer has to ask for help and humiliate those top students with hippie smiles. He also has a long-term guarantee.

He copied the homework wholeheartedly, not knowing whether Yun Sang filled it out correctly or not, but he put Yun Sang in the penultimate position, thinking that the other party's grades were comparable to his, so he copied the homework without much revision, quite confidently and boldly. copy.

As a result, the next day, the head teacher Lao Wang called him over, pointed to his paper meaningfully and said, "Tell me, how did the teacher's reference answer get leaked?"

Jiang Dongqi: "???"

He seemed to have unlocked a great secret of his new deskmate.

The four homework could not be finished copying in a while, because of the client's demand, the school bell rang for a long time, and the students packed their bags and left one after another, but Yun Sang stayed in the classroom for a while.

He went to the bathroom, and just selected a cubicle to enter, when he heard a series of dense and heavy footsteps at the door with sharp ears, there seemed to be several people, and there was a vague conversation, "Are you sure he went in?" ?”

"I saw it with my own eyes! But Brother Qiang, he is so strong, are you sure you want to attack?"

"You coward, what are you afraid of? No matter how much he can fight, he is still alone. He only has two hands. We have fifteen or sixteen here. If fifteen or sixteen hit one person, can we still win!?"

"I didn't want to do anything at first. If I want to blame him, I'll blame him for being too arrogant." Qiang Yu's tone was cold. Even after spraying the medicine several times, his face was still swollen, and he was ridiculed behind his back today. Of course he will ask Yun Sang to settle the account!

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Students in school uniforms came and went from the Nancheng school gate. Jiang Yanhuai leaned his tall body against his car with his hands in his pockets. When he saw Jiang Ting coming out alone, he raised his eyelids slightly: "Where is he?"

Everyone, including the driver, knows who this "he" refers to.

Jiang Ting's heart skipped a beat, and he slowly said: "The test papers to be handed in are not finished yet, Yun Sang is still in the class copying homework, it may take a long time."

He chose to open his eyes and tell nonsense. In fact, he had a high probability of guessing what would happen next. Before leaving, he did not miss the resentment in Qiang Yu's eyes.

Jiang Ting sighed quietly about this. He thought that when Yun Sang stepped on Qiang Yu's body and even his dignity in the morning, he should have expected that there would be a day when fists would not be able to solve the problem. He hoped that Qiang Yu could hand it over to Yun Sang. It is wrong to use violence to control violence after all.