Wear it in the past

Yu Jie looked at He Yige's homework on the desk, her chest heaved violently in anger.

The English class representative who came to pick up his homework was frightened and silent, took a sneak peek, and widened his eyes in horror.

Did he do it on purpose?

Obviously, the words on Chinese and math homework are so correct and beautiful, but when it comes to English homework, the writing is so bad.

"Take it away." Yu Jie managed to hold her breath.

The English class representative lowered his head and picked up the English homework and ran to the class.

The next section is English class.He is miserable.

Before class, they continued chatting in twos and threes.

After handing out the homework, the representative of the English class and the representative of the Chinese class were at the same table, so she deliberately took out He Yige's Chinese homework to look at.

"What's wrong?" the Chinese class representative asked suspiciously.

"Do you think He Yige is embarrassing the teacher by doing this?" The English class representative pushed his heavy eyes and said thoughtfully.

"Huh?" He looked at the other party in confusion.

Seriously said: "You don't know, just now I went to the office to pick up my homework, and Teacher Yu happened to be correcting the last few homeworks. Looking at He Yige's homework, my hands were trembling with anger."

"Hey, even if you make a mistake, you won't be so angry, right?"

"Uh, it's the next thing to be wrong. You can see that his Chinese homework is so good, but why is his English homework so bad?"

"No way, his handwriting is very beautiful. If my dad sees it, he will definitely let me use it as a copybook for practice."

"That's right……"

The two looked at He Yige's position.

He Yige is very interested in all boxes that can produce sound. The last time I accompanied Lin Yue to the dance party, I chose a sofa where I could hear the music clearly. Even when I met a video store on the way to school, I would stand outside the store and hear the late arrival.

Then, it was late again today.

He was only one step faster than the English teacher. Just as he stepped in, Yu Jie followed in with the teaching materials.

Putting the things on the podium with a "bang", Yu Jie glanced coldly at He Yige who was taking out the textbooks, and said nothing.

Everyone in this class was very depressed, and finally got out of class, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

I thought that the English teacher would show He Yige a good look, but nothing happened.

At noon, I hurriedly ate in the cafeteria. In the afternoon, I had one session of physical education and two sessions of mathematics. He Yige felt drowsy after listening to it.

As the crowd walked out, He Yige's body was like a poplar tree fluttering in the wind, with clean eyebrows and closed eyes, which lost a bit of demeanor and looked a bit dull.

At this time, outside the school gate, there were a dozen or so students wearing uniforms of foreign schools, squatting or standing, smoking cigarettes as if no one else was there, and blowing out smoke rings in a smart way, ignoring the frowning expressions of the teachers of the school.The laughing and joking appearance made the crowd after school commotion.

After noticing He Yige walking out with a blank face, a group of people gradually stood up and gathered towards He Yige.

It was the peak time after school, and parents who picked up their children from school pointed at this place, and then left in a hurry.

I have to say that these students from other schools look very arrogant. There are even words such as a marriage proposal written on the school uniforms, and the big thorns keep their mobile phone numbers. I don't know if it is true or not.

Several people failed to see fear or fear from He Yige's face.

"Boy, are you He Yige?"

"Yeah..." He Yige's serious reply made the leader surprised for a while.

Xindao, I don't know if this calm look is just an act.

The leader had a mohawk, no hair on the sides, sticking up in the middle, with earrings, and he looked like a bad student.

In the crowd of people coming and going, several people heard He Yige's answer, slowly pulled out the iron rod in their sleeves and the unsharp watermelon knife, and then waved them all at He Yige without talking nonsense.

But in He Yige's eyes.The wind of the knife is weak, the breath is messy, and the technique is clumsy and low-end.

While commenting, he counterattacked neatly and smoothly with his legs and feet, dodging left and right, even if he didn't have internal strength, it would be no problem to kill these characters with his hands.

Gradually, some students stopped to watch from afar.

Watching those knives about half a finger wide swinging back and forth in horror, several times the blades were about to touch He Yige's head before being dodged.

Originally, he was still worried about the young man who was surrounded, but gradually, he realized that the young man was not weak, and had a faint tendency to overthrow him!

Following the machetes and iron rods that fell to the ground, He Yige did not show any signs of color. He looked at the person who was still slashing at him with a knife in a little trouble, and raised his foot to the knee of the person next to him to use his strength to jump He got up, swung his legs, and slashed straight at the opponent's neck.

Mohawk, who was half numb, knelt on the ground with his head bared and his teeth cracked. His grim expression just now was even more grim.

A group of people were cleaned up in disarray, and the surrounding students from the school almost applauded. They all quietly asked who the boy standing in the circle was, which class he was in, and why he was so handsome?At first glance, he is a seasoned player.

He Yige glanced at these people who fell on the ground, but he didn't recognize any of them.

It seems that the commotion here has attracted the attention of the school, and the students onlookers reported enthusiastically: "Hey, let's go, the security director has brought someone over!"

After this one-sided beating, He Yige felt a little hot, took off his school uniform jacket indifferently, and nodded to the classmate who reported the letter.

What he didn't notice was that the moment he took off his clothes, the girls caused quite a commotion.

The group of people also heard that sentence, and Mohawk ran to the other side with the help of his companions.

The look of a dozen people crookedly supporting each other made everyone laugh out loud.

Some students have already recognized one of them, and the leader has a relationship with Zou Ming from our school...

It seems that this inexplicable group fight can make the students of this school gossip for a while, and it is a good source of conversation.

And He Yige's sharp counterattack will also push him to become a man of the hour.

The security director looked angrily at the fallen steel pipes and machetes. At this time, the crowd had already dispersed after the protagonists had left. Panting, he picked up the knife that fell on the ground before it could be taken away. He said in his heart, what should I do? Let the nearby police station give the students a lesson. Why are the students so impulsive now? !

This is all a mess, can you take control knives casually!

He Yige put his clothes on his arms, and when he met a video store again, he couldn't help but stop. This time, he simply sat on the steps and listened to the music.

That fight didn't seem to cause him trouble at all, as if he didn't care at all.

The song being played is a popular lyrical song, with a fresh and sad tune and a light male voice.

There are posters on the window, the picture is beautiful, and the rows of records in the store are neatly arranged.

The sycamore tree has luxuriant branches and leaves, like a green umbrella, covering the boy sitting on the steps.

The screen seemed to freeze for a moment.

Summer is really coming.