The Vicious Villain is Beauty and the Strong [Quick Transmigration]

Because Lin Qingyu can't speak, he got a zero score in oral English in the high school entrance examination, so he is the only student who has entered the school with a full score in all subjects and a zero score in oral English since the school was founded.

He is also the only class F student who entered the top three in the school rankings.

Lin Qingyu's talent is higher than that of ordinary people.

He Qing handed the bread to Lin Qingyu. The German logo on it was very obvious. This was Li Yuze's favorite brand. In order to make Li Yuze happy, Li's mother once thought of buying this bread company.

In the end, Li Yuze stopped him.

Lin Qingyu was startled, he wrote on the paper: No need.

The pen tip paused for a second on the paper, and he added, thank you.

The black Junxiu font was printed in He Qing's eyes. He Qing took Lin Qingyu's pen with a smile, and wrote crookedly on it: I don't want to eat it. If you don't eat it, I will throw it away.

Others in the class looked at the situation here in surprise.

He Qing is a well-known second-generation ancestor in the school, relying on the reputation of the He family and Li Yuze on weekdays, he doesn't look at people with eyes, even the school teachers walk around when they see him, for fear of encountering bad luck.

But today, He Qing actually took the initiative to talk to Lin Qingyu.

Lin Qingyu's presence in the class is very low, basically no one will notice him.

Usually, even if Lin Qingyu's appearance suddenly brightened his eyes, he would soon realize that Lin Qingyu was dumb and poor.

In Nan'an Middle School, there is a very obvious class concept, and even the teachers secretly help maintain this concept. When dealing with students with good family background and good grades, the teachers can't wait to lift the students to their heads.

Although the teacher hates students from good backgrounds and average grades, he is still very respectful on the surface.

But for these students who have no family background and excellent grades, no one will take them seriously.

In their eyes, the fact that this group of people can enter Nan'an Middle School is already the greatest charity to them!

But now, a notorious second-generation ancestor actually took the initiative to say hello to this poor boy.

The people in the class started buzzing and discussing in low voices.

"I know that bread. My little sister has a crush on Li Yuze. She said that brand of bread is Li Yuze's favorite!"

"What?" Someone exclaimed in a low voice: "Doesn't He Qing like Li Yuze? Could it be that this is something Li Yuze doesn't want?"

"I think it's very possible," someone said indignantly: "But He Qing's doing this is too much. Even if Li Yuze doesn't want it, he can't give the bread to this person, right?"

"Just like him, is he worthy of being compared with Li Yuze?" The girl's voice was not deliberately lowered, so it clearly reached He Qing's ears.

He Qing sat next to Lin Qingyu, and he noticed Lin Qingyu's obvious stiffness.

He Qing grinned at Lin Qingyu, "Student Lin, eat quickly."

The injury on Lin Qingyu's body was caused by He Qing, because yesterday Li Yuze said that he was under a lot of pressure from studying, and if he was overwhelmed by Lin Qingyu, Li's father and Li's mother would be very disappointed with him.

He Qing couldn't get angry, so he called people he knew in the society to beat Lin Qingyu up.

"Are your injuries okay?" He Qing stretched out his finger and pointed at Lin Qingyu's wrist. The bruises and bloody cuts on it were obviously new and had not been treated.

Lin Qingyu shook her head, and put her hands back into her pockets.

"Come with me," He Qing pulled up Lin Qingyu's clothes.

The table slammed violently, and the chair slid out with a slap.

The teacher lecturing on the podium was obviously stunned, and it wasn't until He Qing pulled Lin Qingyu to the front door that the teacher realized it.

"you--"

He Qing turned around and smiled at the teacher, and raised Lin Qingyu's hand, "Teacher, his hand is injured, I have to take him to the infirmary."

The teacher's face was flushed, obviously out of anger.

He Qing knew that it was wrong for him to do so, but the character of the original body was like this. In order not to be OOC, He Qing waved at the teacher carelessly, dragged Lin Qingyu and went out.

Lin Qingyu didn't resist He Qing, not even a cry, Lin Qingyu obediently followed He Qing all the way.

It happened to be cheaper for He Qing, otherwise, according to his height, even if Lin Qingyu was very thin, He Qing was not sure that he could take Lin Qingyu to the infirmary.

He Qing didn't knock on the door and walked in directly.

Lin Qingyu was still standing outside the door, his fingers on the wooden door, and knocked lightly a few times.

There was no one in the room, and no one could respond to him.

He Qing frowned at Lin Qingyu in the past, "Why don't you go in?"

Because of the knock on the door just now, the teacher who packed the medicine in the prescription came out.

"Little classmate, what's the matter?" The teacher in the infirmary is a woman in her 30s, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, her eyes fell on He Qing, she smiled and said, "It's you, kid. "

Yuanzheng knew the teacher in the infirmary. When Yuanzheng first came to school, someone would attack him and bully him because of his status as an illegitimate child. When He Qing argued with others, his head was broken, and it was the teacher in the infirmary who helped solve the problem. .

"Sister, my classmate is injured, can you give him some medicine." He Qing moved a stool, and then pressed Lin Qingyu onto the stool, "My classmate doesn't like to talk, so just ask me anything you want to ask. "

"This young man is so handsome." The teacher in the infirmary rolled up Lin Qingyu's sleeves and teased He Qing, "Is this your new boyfriend?"

He Qing smiled awkwardly, "No, he is my deskmate."

Lin Qingyu's face tightened, his shoulders shrank back, and he pulled out his arms.

He Qing went over and pressed Lin Qingyu's elbow, "Student Lin, don't be afraid."

Lin Qingyu resists being approached by others, and the reason may have something to do with his childhood.

He Qing put his hand on Lin Qingyu's shoulder, and his voice was as soft as possible, like a feather, fluttering into other people's ears.

"Student Lin, if you feel uncomfortable, you can write it down and tell me."

Lin Qingyu's dark eyes fluttered slightly, and his mouth opened.

His mouth is saying: Thank you.

"How did your little boyfriend get such a serious injury?" The infirmary teacher yelled in surprise, and then continued: "There is still a blade scratch, it's too serious."

On Lin Qingyu's wrist, there were densely packed thin blood-red wounds.

"No, this matter has to be reported. This is not a joke. We need to call the parents to discuss it." The teacher in the infirmary took out his notebook, "Class F of the third year of high school..."

He Qing held the top of the pen and looked at her beggingly, "Sister, can you stop reporting?"

"He Qing, this matter is too serious." The teacher's expression was very serious, "If the school finds out, I will be expelled."

The treatment at Nan'an Middle School is the best in the whole country. No matter how many teachers want to come in, if they lose this job, the teachers' hard work over the years will be in vain.

He Qing glanced at Lin Qingyu, "Sister, I'll take him to the hospital outside to see a doctor, so just pretend that the two of us haven't been here today."

"No," the teacher said in embarrassment, "Tell me, did he ever have the idea of ​​committing suicide? These injuries are not something that can be done casually."

Lin Qingyu shook her head lightly, his movements were very small, if He Qing hadn't paid special attention to him, she wouldn't have been able to see his movements clearly.

He Qing held Lin Qingyu's wrist, "Sister, he is my boyfriend, we two had conflicts, that's why what happened now, if our parents find out about our puppy love, my dad will beat him to death mine."

He Qing's father is a minority shareholder of the school, and every teacher and student in the school knows him.

He Qing had just transferred to another school at that time, and because of a fight with someone, Chairman He personally came forward to resolve the matter.

The person who provoked He Qing was dealt with, and then he slapped He Qing in public.

Among wealthy families, parents place great importance on face, and it is really rare to slap a child in public.

The teacher pondered for a while, then raised his eyes to Lin Qingyu, "Go to the hospital and make an appointment to treat your injuries."

He Qing nodded and took Lin Qingyu to the hospital.

Lin Qingyu's injury looked serious, but fortunately, it didn't hurt at all. The doctor bandaged it briefly and prescribed some anti-inflammatory drugs.

He Qing came back after taking the medicine, and found Lin Qingyu sitting there in a daze.

He walked over and stuffed the bag containing the medicine into Lin Qingyu's hand, "Your medicine."

Lin Qingyu held the medicine in her hand, feeling a little cramped, and wanted to push it in a panic.

"Don't give it to me, I don't need it." He Qing's voice was that of a teenager, and the voice of refusal carried a unique strength.

Lin Qingyu froze, her hands froze in the air.

Seeing Lin Qingyu's appearance, He Qing laughed out loud.

"Why are you so cute," He Qing sighed.

I added a sentence in my heart: like a big dog.

Lin Qingyu's eyelashes trembled slightly, took the medicine bag, took out her mobile phone, and typed words on the keyboard and mobile phone with her fingers.

Lin Qingyu held up her mobile phone and held it in front of He Qing.

[How much money was spent today, I don’t have so much money for the time being, can I return it to you later]

He Qing shook his head, "No."

"I want you to pay me back now."

Lin Qingyu's expression was obviously embarrassed. He clutched the bag in his hand and tapped on the keyboard of his mobile phone.

[Can I return it? 】

He Qing shook his head: "No, I bought everything, and it would be embarrassing to send it back."

Seeing Lin Qingyu's flushed face from anxiety, He Qing was not as happy as he imagined, "You can work part-time to pay back the money."

Lin Qingyu's eyes darkened, and the low air pressure came, and he felt very disappointed.

"Come be my tutor, and I'll pay you." He Qing put his hands in his pockets and pouted his mouth in the direction of the medicine bag, "This medicine is expensive, and it can be worth three sessions of one-on-one supervision anyway." Class is over."

Lin Qingyu tilted his head, his chin leaned forward a little, and the loose clothes on his body slipped to his shoulders because of his movements.