The scumbag at the same table gave me a cub

It rained for two days in a row.

When Ye Tingqing went to school, the flowering branches along the green belt were almost destroyed, leaving only one or two branches with good growth to live against the wind.

Along the way, the sight of him has never diminished.

His back was stiff for a moment, and then he straightened his back and walked away.

As soon as he left, the boys who were traveling with him behind him began to speak obscene words.

"He pretends to be noble, but in private he's a bugger."

"Have you noticed that this person can dance even more sloppily than those girls in the video?"

"He is like this, I am afraid he is very popular in that circle!"

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Jin Fengchun was a little displeased when he heard these unobtrusive words, and said, "Don't you think it's too much to talk about people behind their backs?"

He has a gentle appearance, wears pair of glasses, and there is a faint dimple at the corner of his mouth when he speaks.

Several people are in the same class. He is usually very easy-going, always smiling, and rarely so serious.

For a while, I felt a little faint.

None of them refuted, but subconsciously closed their mouths tightly.

His volume did not deliberately restrain, Ye Tingqing, who had not gone far, heard it in his ears, turned around and nodded to him to express his gratitude.

It was also time to see the person's appearance clearly.

Ye Tingqing had some surprises, but he actually knew this person.

Another person who made up lessons by self-study in the evening.

The true master of the rocket class.

As soon as Ye Tingqing entered the classroom, he hurriedly copied his homework as usual, and as time passed, he could see the flowing handwriting more clearly.

The speed of copying has also been greatly improved, and I took the initiative to hand in the homework before the class representative collected it.

He put down his homework neatly, and as soon as he turned around, it was as if someone caressed his rear hip lightly, a little quickly and a little lightly.

He even wondered if he felt wrong.

He turned around and looked around, but didn't find anything unusual, but when he turned around, he was touched again, this time it wasn't as vague as before, this time he clearly felt it.

His face turned red all of a sudden.

Nothing but anger and disgust.

He turned his head in the dark and looked at the class representative closest to him, only to see that person with lowered eyebrows and a concentrated expression.

But the slightly trembling fingers lacked some timidity.

At this moment, everyone was busy copying their homework, so no one noticed the situation between the two of them.

But Ye Tingqing didn't want to let it go.

This incident touched his bottom line. He could ignore or even laugh at the gossip on the forum, but this action really made him feel chills.

He grabbed the man's skirt and forced him to raise his head. He was so angry that he didn't think about it, and slapped the man several times before he raised his hand.

He did this series of movements quite smoothly and smoothly, without ambiguity at all, leaving no time for anyone to react at all.

When he pushed the man away and walked back, the classroom exploded.

That person didn't expect Ye Tingqing to be so bold, so that he didn't react at all. At this moment, he covered his red and swollen cheeks and looked at Ye Tingqing fiercely.

His inaction aroused ridicule from other students who didn't know the truth.

"No, class representative, when have you been so cowardly!"

"Could it be you, what's the handle in someone's hand?"

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Song Han listened lightly to those people's speculations, his eyes darkened, and he raised his eyes to meet Shang Yeting's clear gaze and asked, "What happened?"

What he said made Ye Tingqing's face a little unnatural, and he only said vaguely to him: "It's nothing."

He subconsciously didn't want this person to know that this was a bit embarrassing. Anyway, he had already taught him a lesson, so it wasn't a disadvantage.

You can't let him touch it back.

This is the most reasonable way he can think of to deal with it now.

His actions just now were noticed by Liu Hai in the front row, he didn't expect this person to be a fierce one.

A person who usually looks very gentle, unexpectedly is a master who does not suffer.

The slapping sound was still ringing in his mind.

As soon as Ye Ting returned to his seat, Li Weiqing leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Did he touch you?"

Ye Tingqing looked at her in surprise, his eyes full of doubts.

"I guessed it." Li Weiqing said, "I didn't see that you lost your temper. It must be something that can make you angry."

"You are careful." Ye Tingqing said.

Although the two deliberately lowered their voices, they were still heard by Song Hanqing, who was hard-eared in the back row.

His eyes became cold instantly, and his face showed even more ruthlessness. Wang Yueshui, who was on the side, shivered inexplicably when he saw the air pressure turn cold.

At this time, the class representative covered his face and came to collect the homework.

Song Hanqing's homework was placed on the desk, and he kept his eyes on the front so that no one could see him.

When the man lowered his head to pick up his homework, Song Han lightly put down his palms crossed on the back of his head, and the palm was not too light or too heavy, just pressing on the back of the class representative's hand.

Immediately, screams like slaughtering pigs resounded in the classroom, and the screams almost penetrated to the top floor.

The class representative's cry didn't make Song Han stop his strength lightly, but still pressed down firmly.

The students in the front row rushed to leave their seats, came to check, wanted to help but were afraid of his cold gaze, so they all just left in embarrassment.

Song Hanqing's blatant move almost made Liu Hai's jaw drop in shock.

He felt that this person was a fool with well-developed limbs and a simple mind. If he had, he would have chosen to cover the sack in private.

Leave yourself clean.

Ye Tingqing's face was a little hot, this man's actions made his thoughts deflected.

Song Hanqing is afraid that he really likes him!

At this moment, he didn't feel much joy in his heart. To be honest, people like Song Hanqing were not his type.

Leaving aside their physiques, even their personalities don't match.

He is not a talkative person, and that person is even more boring. If they are together in the future, they will be cold to death.

The IQs of the two are also on par, so they won't be cheated to death in the future?

What he likes is the kind of smart person who can lead him, the kind of person he can look up to and chase after.

No smoking, no drinking, no gambling.

can play basketball.

There are no vices.

I love to be clean.

For all the above, Song Hanqing is only satisfied with the two points of loving cleanliness and being able to play basketball.

Putting all the above aside, just because this person posted his video on the school forum, he couldn't get through it.

He didn't want to be the talking point of many people.

Therefore, this person is not his type.

Li Weiqing saw that the people around him were distracted, so he poked his elbow and asked, "What are you thinking about, so focused?"

"It's nothing."

Naturally, this matter cannot be known to outsiders.

"Song Hanqing likes you, right?" Li Weiqing whispered into his ear.

When she approached, Ye Tingqing felt a little uncomfortable, but still resisted the attack, and said with a little wandering eyes: "It's nothing, you think too much."

In the end, the class representative was rescued by the monitor. The monitor was short and kind, and everyone in the class had a good relationship with him.

As soon as he spoke, Song Hanqing sold his face.

In the end, this matter was brought to the student department. The injury was quite serious, and the entire palm was directly fractured.

It takes more than half a year to get well.

The parents of the students came to the school, shouting loudly and demanding that the assailant be dealt with seriously.

Song Hanqing was called to the office by the class teacher to find out the situation.

Class [-], who had no intention of studying, now has endless gossip.

The noise of laughing and joking can be heard from far away.

Ye Ting stood up Qingmu and walked towards the door.

"Where are you going?" Li Weiqing stopped him and asked.

Without looking back, he said, "Go to the bathroom."

Of course Ye Tingqing didn't go to the bathroom, but walked up to the top floor.

The school has a strong sense of safety, and the passage door on the top floor is locked. He could only stand against the wall of the passage and dialed his father's phone number.

As soon as the phone was connected, Father Ye asked aloud: "Why did you call Dad at this time, what happened?"

Ye Tingqing's words, which he had basically considered along the way, popped out all of a sudden.

Of course, it was beautified, and the matter of being touched on the butt was changed to kicking his calf.

Father Ye on the other end of the phone became irritable and asked, "Who is the person who bullies you, and what does his family do?"

Ye Tingqing was stunned for a moment, he really didn't know the situation of the people in his class, so he told the truth what he knew.

"Zhong Qiang?" Father Ye said, "I know this person. His family is our supplier. Don't worry about this matter. I'll take care of it."

Father Ye's words reassured Ye Tingqing, and after hanging up the phone, he returned to the classroom unhurriedly.

In the office of the academic affairs department, Chen Maokai, as the head teacher, was comforting Zhong Qiang's parents. The voices of both parties were quite loud, and Song Hanqing heard the sound as soon as he went upstairs.

He stopped, leaned against the wall, and made a call after a while.

"Uncle, do me a favor," he said.

The person on the other end of the phone was very surprised, and teased: "No, there are still things you can't handle?"

Song Han lightly interrupted: "I really have something to ask you."

His deep voice made the person on the other end stunned for a moment, and immediately stopped laughing, and said seriously: "Tell me, I will settle all the big things for you."

Song Han explained the matter lightly, and the person at the other end sneered and said, "I thought it was such a big deal that it could make you bend your back."

Song Hanqing looked a little unnatural, and said, "I'm dead."

"Okay, when the time comes, give me a good account of your heroic deeds of saving the beauty."

After Song Hanqing hung up the phone, he didn't immediately go to the Office of Academic Affairs, but waited for a while before knocking on the door.

As soon as he entered the door, the people inside all looked at him in unison. The two couples who had been speaking harshly now looked like eggplants that had been frosted, with a completely sleepy expression.

Song Hanqing ignored the gazes on his body, only looked at Chen Maokai calmly, and asked, "Teacher, are you looking for me?"

Chen Maokai was quite upset at the moment, he didn't expect the power behind this new student to be so powerful.

Thinking of the phone call just now, he was still a little panicked at the moment, he was obviously doing it very secretly, how could he be caught by someone?

He couldn't figure it out.

All the rhetoric I had prepared in my heart, none of it came in handy right now.

He just smiled dryly and said, "The teacher called you here just to ask you if there is anything you are not used to. The teacher can solve it if it is reasonable."

His posture was quite low, which displeased the Zhong couple who were on the side, but they were also full of fear about the warning just now, and they dared not say anything more.

Song Han looked at the faces of several people coldly, knowing that the matter was completely resolved, and he replied rudely to Chen Maokai's words: "I want to change positions."

"Which position do you want to change to, the first row?"

"No", Song Hanqing said, "I want to be at the same table with Ye Tingqing."

After coming out of the office, Song Han returned to the classroom briskly.

As soon as he entered the classroom, everyone looked at him. It was far from what they expected, and they were a little surprised. They started to gather together in twos and threes to mutter.

Ye Tingqing looked at his expression subconsciously, and saw that there was a smile on his brow and eyes, and knew that his father had settled the matter.

Song Hanqing vented his anger for him, he wrote it down, but the video has not yet been turned over.

Wang Yueshui saw that the person beside her was spinning their pens, so she asked suspiciously, "Boss, are you okay?"

"It's something." Before Wang Yueshui opened his mouth, Song Han raised his eyebrows lightly and said, "Good thing."