The school bully is a small waist

There was no time to buffer the huge force, Gu Luo was directly knocked out by the person in front, and when he came over anyway, the whole person fell to the ground.

Because it is a tug-of-war competition, the venue is deliberately chosen on a non-slip ground instead of a concrete ground.

Gu Luo's palms hurt, and he let out a "hiss." At the same time, his knees kneeling on the ground also felt a dull pain. He raised his hands and saw that the skin had been scratched, and the condition of his legs should not be optimistic.

Shen Xue and the others hurried over to help Gu Luo up, with a concerned tone: "How are you, Gu Luo, ah, you're bleeding."

The other two students were more or less injured by bumping into each other, and the students from Class Nine all embraced and asked in concern, "How are you doing, are you okay?"

Gu Luo frowned and shook his head. His classmates helped him aside. During the period, when Chu Li came over, he planned to reach out to help him, but when he saw Gu Luo handing Shen Xue his hand, he could only blink his eyes and stretched out his hand. return.

Although Class Nine won this game, the students in Class Nine were extremely angry and ran over to push and argue.

"What the hell is going on with you? Can't you afford to lose?"

"How do we know that you won and continue to play?" The third class also said with a gloomy expression.

"Hey, who didn't loosen it slowly after pulling it? You need to show some face."

The people in the third class were said to be blushing for a while, and it was true that a few people let go of their hands in anger, and the people behind watched them let go.

"Teacher, they did it on purpose." Class [-] students said to the teacher again.

The teachers looked at each other in blank dismay. In fact, this kind of situation often happens in tug-of-war competitions, but I still have to say a few words: "Uh, the second in the friendship competition, the students from Class [-], come here and apologize to the students from Class [-]. "

In the end, the people in Class Three reluctantly apologized, and those in Class Nine reluctantly accepted the persuasion, and the teachers began to discuss other competitions.

The law does not blame the public, and the teachers can't do anything to punish them.

Gu Luo was helped to one side by two girls and sat down, and then rolled up his trousers with a grin. Chu Li was not far away, staring at this side with burning eyes.

Gu Luo's calf is slender, fair and well-proportioned. He usually looks very good-looking in shorts, but at this time, flesh and blood are sticking to the fabric, and his knees are bloody and bloody, and he was thrown hard.

Gu Luo frowned, the pain was a little uncomfortable, and it seemed that there would be scars in the future, he glanced at Chu Li standing in the distance like a wooden stake from the corner of his eye, and suddenly felt that his leg hurt more.

This guy, is he a friend or not, doesn't he know how to care about it?

Shen Xue said worriedly: "I have to go to the infirmary to disinfect first, and then apply the medicine." She raised her head: "Whoever of you is stronger, carry Gu Luo over there."

As Gu Luo's good friend, Ding Yuan of course volunteered: "I, let me carry our young master."

He bent down to help Gu Luo up, and was about to carry him on his back, but at this moment, one hand held him down. When Ding Yuan raised his head, he saw Chu Li's face was gloomy, but his attitude was very firm.

"I'll carry it."

"Also... okay," Ding Yuan let go of his hands when he thought about the relationship between the two of them.

At this time, Gu Luo also lost his temper, "Huh," and said to Ding Yuan, "Don't worry, someone is angry, I'm afraid he will knock me off, old Ding, you carry it."

Ding Yuan looked at Chu Li with a gloomy face, then at Gu Luo with a stubborn face, and said with a bitter face, "Are you making such a fuss?"

Chu Li clasped Gu Luo's wrist: "Don't make trouble, the infirmary is so far away, Ding Yuan is carrying you on his back, what if he breaks his face again?"

Originally, I was trying to resist the movement of going up to hold him in my arms, caring about his wounds, and trying to coax Gu Luo, but when I saw someone else was going to carry him, the decision I had just made to keep a distance from him It fell apart in an instant.

"Hmph, it's your business to break it or not," Gu Luo groaned angrily when he thought of Chu Li's attitude just now, and said impatiently, "Go away, old man, come and carry me."

Ding Yuan responded, and as soon as he took a step forward, he saw Chu Li frowned suddenly, hugging Gu Luo upright, and the young master swearing.

"Fucking Chu Li, you put me down," Gu Luo yelled as he struggled.

Chu Li smirked and shook the person in his arms, and Gu Luo's people immediately hooked him around the neck in a panic and frankly: "Fuck, I will really lose my appearance if I fall."

Chu Li smiled in satisfaction, and even had a hint of doting warning in his tone: "Then be honest."

Then, Gu Luo lowered his head, lost the battle, and said in a low voice: "Can I not hug? Just carry it."

The dignified No. [-] Lieutenant Colonel was carried to the infirmary by a male princess. Does he want to lose face?

Chu Li didn't agree: "Your knee is injured now, it's better to hold it better, it won't be easy to bump."

"Okay," Gu Luo could only agree, he didn't want to lose his appearance yet.

Chu Li circled the person in his arms, and walked out steadily.

On the other side, the people from the third class were also walking out, and the people from the ninth class also came out here, and the two classes met on a narrow road.

Chu Li's eyes darkened a bit, he hugged Gu Luo and walked towards him, Gu Luo stretched his neck, aggressively provoking.

"Hey, hey, the coward from class three, did you play tricks on me when you lost?"

It's not easy for Qin Yue to be sandwiched between the class and Gu Luo. He didn't go to the tug-of-war, but he still stood up and said to Gu Luo: "Brother, I'm really sorry."

Gu Luo waved his hand vigorously: "It has something to do with you," he is not a person who wants to vent his anger.

Normally, the members of the third class would not dare to say anything, but now they didn't seem to be very afraid, and hit the guns.

"Who is to blame for not standing up? You are the only one who has nothing to do with others? You want to blackmail us and speak up."

"Are you fucking saying it again?" The young master's fists were clenched.

The man sneered: "I said, Gu Luo, what's so good about you pretending to be a master? What's wrong with your family going bankrupt? Ninth High School bully? I'll see how long you can be."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Gu Luo's eyebrows twitched.

The man chuckled and said, "Whatever you pretend, the news has already reported that your house is going to be seized."

The people in the third class became more confident when they heard this, and looked at Gu Luo with disdain. Without the Gu family, those cronies of Gu Luo would not do anything for him at all, and this person had nothing to be afraid of.

Chu Li glanced at the classmate who had been mocking Gu Luo all the time, and said faintly: "You have a pretty sharp mouth, just came back from the toilet?"

"You..." The man was blocked and speechless.

At this moment, Chu Li squinted his eyes, scanned the people slowly, and then said slowly with his lips hooked: "Students in Class [-], behind the Friday school, if it's grandson, talk with your fists."

All the boys in Class Nine also rushed over: "Yes, I will let you see who is the father on Friday the fuck."

The people in the third class also clamored: "Come here, whoever is afraid of whom."

"The third class, one less person is a grandson."

"It's not certain who is the grandson."

Just like this, Gu Luo watched Chu Li turn the incident into a fight between the two classes with a few words.

Putting down his harsh words, Chu Li immediately took Gu Luo out and walked towards the infirmary, while the two classes fell into passionate scolding.

Gu Luo's face has darkened ever since he heard that his home was closed for bankruptcy. Finally, Chu Li hugged him on the bed in the infirmary, and he immediately took out his mobile phone to watch the news.

The teacher in the infirmary first used alcohol to disinfect him. Gu Luo's tears of pain were about to come out, but he still didn't take his eyes off the phone.

"Why did you fall so badly?" the teacher asked.

"I fell in a tug of war," Chu Li replied, while helping Gu Luo pull up the hem of his trousers.

Gu Luo watched the news intently: Gu's funds were cut off, several shareholders demanded to withdraw their shares, the president was caught in legal disputes, and the Gu family's villa was seized.

The photo is of Lao Gu, but he has become much emaciated. He walked out of their house with a gloomy face, and he looked very bad.

Gu Luo's nose was sour. It turned out that Lao Gu asked him to live in the school. There was also this reason. He really didn't want to tell him that such a big event happened.

"Oh, it hurts," Gu Luo was about to cry in the next second, but Gu Luo was pulled back by the pain.

Chu Li rubbed Gu Luo's soft hair, and coaxed softly: "Be patient, it will be fine soon, and the medicine has already started."

Gu Luo nodded silently, his voice a little hoarse: "Chu Li, I will soon become a pauper, do you still want to be friends with me?"

Looking at him like this, Chu Li felt a little bored in his heart. He raised his eyebrows pretending to be relaxed: "Before you were poor, you still came to eat my food every day?"

Gu Luo glanced at him angrily: "Is that the same? It was a temporary lack of money, and now it may be forever without money."

Chu Li laughed: "I'm not short of money."

Gu Luo didn't get too entangled in this issue. He touched Lao Gu's photo very puzzled: "You said why such a big thing happened at home, and Lao Gu didn't want to tell me?"

"Maybe I don't want you to worry," Chu Li explained.

Gu Luo sighed for a long time, turned to Lao Gu's phone number, and dialed it.

Old Gu on the other end of the phone quickly answered the phone, his tone was a little impatient, but Gu Luo didn't care.

"Hey, come to ask for money?"

"Dad, I'm not a beggar." Gu Luo suddenly broke into a sad mood: "I have nothing else to ask you except for money, right?"

Old Gu raised his eyebrows: "Otherwise?"

When Gu Luo thought about it, it seemed that it was true, because Lao Gu was too busy with business and there were many servants at home, so every time Gu Luo came to him, he was basically asking for money.

"Okay, don't sell me badly, I'll call you later for this month's living expenses, and hang up if you have nothing to do."

Gu Luo had a sore nose, and hurriedly said: "No need, Dad, I still have money, so don't call me this month."