The benefactor, he is cute and sultry [Rebirth]

This is the time when Qiuhu is in full swing, the sun outside is fierce, and the classroom is a bit stuffy even with the fans on.

However, Su Xingren felt a bone-chilling cold air burst out from the soles of his feet in an instant, and went straight to his back, making his limbs feel cold.

He looked up and saw a boy sitting in the last row among the teachers.

The boy sat casually, leaning back on the seat, with slightly brown hair. He noticed the look in Su Xingren's eyes, and the mocking smile on his face became even stronger, and he looked back provocatively.

Wang Jie's forehead twitched violently: "Zhang Jinfeng, what are you talking about! Your skin is itchy on the first day of school, right?"

Although Haishi Experimental Middle School has strict enrollment requirements, it is only after the policy has been changed in the past two years.

This year's senior high school students did not change the policy when they took the senior high school entrance examination. Many extracurricular activities can add points, such as piano eighth grade can be added [-] points, the first prize of Olympiad city can be added [-] points, and vocal music audition can also be added [-] points ... The worst thing is that you have a one-child certificate and you can add [-] points.

Zhang Jinfeng is the only child of a teacher in this school, and his score for entering the experimental middle school was several points lower.

However, he is a restless and troublesome person. In the first two years of high school and high school, his grades have gradually deteriorated, and he has been messing around.

Zhang Jinfeng leaned back, and the stool shook accordingly. He spread his hands: "I'm not wrong, he does speak with an accent. Say yes, new classmate, Su Xingren."

In the second half of the sentence, he deliberately imitated Su Xingren's accent, and because the imitation was not very good, it was so weird and ridiculous that the classmates burst into laughter.

Su Xingren grew up in Sichuan City, and the people of Sichuan City all spoke the local dialect. The influence from childhood to adulthood was so deep that he even spoke Mandarin with an accent.But since he came to Haishi, neither Aunt Dong nor brother Jiang Xu, no one has ever said that he has problems speaking Mandarin.

Now being said directly and humiliatingly, Su Xingren instantly wanted to crawl into a crack in the ground.

His face was pale, and his head was lowered even lower.

Seeing this, Wang Jie quickly raised her hand to signal everyone to be quiet: "Dialect is the direct carrier of local culture, we should respect it instead of laughing at it. We are all students, don't show me any sense of superiority, you are still young, the most important thing is Take care of yourself and read good books. Got it?"

"Understood." The student below replied sparsely.

Wang Jie didn't waste time, pointing to the seat next to the window in the classroom and said: "It just so happens that Zhao Xing's deskmate is leaving school and preparing to go abroad, so you can sit next to him."

Su Xingren nodded slightly, and looked towards the position pointed by the teacher.He was sitting near the aisle, and his deskmate Zhao Xing was sitting next to him by the window.

Zhao Xing has a cute baby face, seeing him look over, he immediately showed a friendly smile.

Su Xingren returned a stiff smile, and quickly walked towards his seat.

Su Xingren had just sat down, and before he took out his books from his bag, Wang Jie on the podium had already started giving a lecture.She is a chemistry teacher, and she has her own way of teaching. She never likes to speak to the text, and does not arrange the classes according to the teaching order of the textbook.

At this moment, she quickly wrote the first few rows of the periodic table on the podium, and then began to talk about the nucleus and extranuclear electrons.

Even though Su Xingren had previewed the content of the third year of high school in advance, he didn't get used to it for a while, and he sat in a state of bewilderment.

Fortunately, baby-faced tablemate Zhao Xing sent charcoal in time.

Zhao Xing quietly sent his chemistry book to Su Xingren, and pointed to the next page number with his fingertips.

Su Xingren said softly: "Thank you." He quickly took out the chemistry book from his bag.

Zhao Xing smiled cutely: "It's okay." He pointed to his notebook on the desktop: "Sister Wang's lecture will expand a lot of content, you have to prepare a special classroom notebook."

Afraid of being discovered by Teacher Wang, he looked up at the teacher and covered his mouth with his hands, talking intermittently for a long time.

Su Xingren nodded quickly, and took out a brand new notebook from his schoolbag.

On the podium, Wang Jie was lecturing at a fast pace. Su Xingren had always been serious about knowledge, so he immediately paid close attention and stopped thinking about it.

Zhao Xing doesn't like chemistry class very much, he likes to be in a daze when he listens to it.Originally, he was just staring out the window looking at the scenery in a daze, but today a new deskmate came, and it was rare for him to support his head from a different angle.

Taking a closer look, Zhao Xing found that Su Xingren was really good-looking, especially in line with his own aesthetic standards.

Many boys in the class are overnourished, grow beards instead of tall, and several of them are full of acne.In addition, most boys don't care about their appearance, and they basically don't groom themselves very much. Wearing the uniform of the school, their appearance is even more unsightly.

But Su Xingren was completely different from those people. He was white and bright. Although he was a little timid, he couldn't hide his appearance at all.

Wearing the exact same school uniform on his body, there is a sense of comfort in the breeze!

Yan Gou Zhao Xing immediately made a decision in his heart, he wanted to be a good tablemate with the new transfer student!

After the two classes in the morning, I had to do inter-class exercises. After the bell rang, the students in the class divided into several small groups and walked downstairs.

Zhao Xing took the initiative to invite Su Xingren to go to the playground together, but as soon as they reached the door of the classroom, they were blocked by Zhang Jinfeng and several other people.

"Zhang Jinfeng, what are you doing in front?" Zhao Xing bravely asked in front.

Zhang Jinfeng smiled disdainfully, pushed Zhao Xing away, and walked around Su Xingren: "I want to chat with my new classmate, where are you from? The accent is so...interesting."

He elongated the sound, and he pronounced the word "interesting" as if it meant "stupid".

He looked up into the classroom again, and said in a raised voice, "Student Su, how much is your schoolbag? The logo looks familiar to me, why haven't I seen it in a specialty store before?"

As soon as the words fell, several male students around Zhang Jinfeng laughed in unison, and chimed in eccentrically:

"I just flipped through it, and I knew it was a fake label just by looking at the material!"

"The new classmate came from another place. Maybe he came out after climbing several mountains. It's good enough to have this kind of fake."

"Hahahaha, they are so poor that they have never seen the real thing!"

"hahahahahahahahaha."

Su Xingren was very angry, but the other party was crowded and arrogant. He didn't want to get along with his classmates when he first arrived at the new school. If the teacher told him to go to Aunt Dong, he would cause trouble for Aunt Dong.

He didn't dare to confront him head-on, turned his head and grabbed Zhao Xing, and ran towards the back door of the classroom.

Zhang Jinfeng:? ? ! !

Unexpectedly, the new classmate was so cowardly, he covered his head and ran away without making a sound.

What he said just now was like a punch on the cotton, and there was no sense of pleasure at all.

They froze for a second and wanted to catch up. They didn't want to glance but saw Wang Jie walking towards them.

When Wang Jie saw someone, she yelled: "Zhang Jinfeng, why don't you go to the recess and stand guard at the door of the classroom?"

"Fuck." Zhang Jinfeng cursed in a low voice, glanced at Su Xingren and Zhao Xing who were already standing with Wang Jie, and turned to leave.

"What about you?" Wang Jie frowned slightly, "Why don't you go to practice during class?"

Su Xingren remained silent, but Zhao Xing said first: "Zhang Jinfeng is blocking us."

Wang Jie had a headache. Zhang Jinfeng had a strong sense of superiority in the city. He looked down on classmates from poor families. She liked to bully the weak and would never change after repeated admonitions. She had also said this several times. It seemed that she had to talk to Team Leader Zhang during the lunch break.

Can't let Zhang Jinfeng scare Qingbei Miaozi away.

Zhang Jinfeng's father is the leader of the language team in the first year of high school, and he teaches in the building next door to Fenghua Building.

"Okay, hurry up and do exercises between classes, don't let the student union call and deduct our class marks."

Wang Jie patted Zhao Xing on the shoulder, and said to Su Xingren, "Come to my office, the school will start in the summer vacation, and I will give you the relevant content and materials."

Su Xingren followed the teacher to the office, and this trip basically took the entire class time. Not long after he returned to his seat with the papers, the classmates came back in groups.

After the exercise between classes, the morning passed quickly.

There are two small two-story buildings behind the teaching building of the school, which are used as canteens, and students need to swipe their student ID cards to eat in the canteens.Su Xingren just came to Experimental Middle School, so he had to go to top up the money first.

He asked Zhao Xing where the meal card was, and walked there alone.

Zhao Xing originally wanted to accompany him, but Su Xingren politely refused.

Su Xingren didn't really want to bother people, and it was meal time, he was afraid that if the tablemate went late, he wouldn't be able to get the meal.

There were quite a lot of people filling up their meal cards on Monday. Su Xingren looked at the long queue in front of him, silently took out a small vocabulary book from his pocket and began to recite vocabulary.

He had only memorized a few pages when someone tapped him on the shoulder.

Su Xingren was memorizing the words, thought he was blocking the way, so he lowered his head and took a step sideways.A soft voice suddenly came from next to my ear: "Hey, the transfer student is quite tempered!"

The familiar tone made Su Xingren's heart skip a beat. He looked up and saw that Zhang Jinfeng and a few classmates who blocked people in the morning had already surrounded him, separating him from the people who lined up behind him by a long distance.

Su Xingren turned around and wanted to run, but was pulled back by Zhang Jinfeng.

The arm was tightly held by Zhang Jinfeng, Su Xingren didn't dare to move at all, the blood on his face went down all of a sudden, and he shrank like a deer that fell into a hunter's trap, his whole body was full of fear.

Zhang Jinfeng didn't expect this new classmate to be so frightened by him. He thought it was funny for a while, winked at a few buddies next to him, and led them to the multimedia building behind the cafeteria.

During the lunch break, there will be no one in the multimedia building.

Su Xingren's legs were so frightened that his legs became weak, and his arms were shaking when he was restrained. He didn't have any strength in his body and could only be taken away in a daze.

He didn't know where he had entered, and his vision suddenly dimmed. He was thrown casually, and his back slammed into the table, and he and the table were tilted back one meter.

The silent space was suddenly broken by harsh and loud friction sounds.

Su Xingren let out a soft breath, his back hurt too much, he couldn't get up for a while, and sat down on the ground along the table.He touched his back with his backhand, and it felt like it was bumped and swollen. The summer school uniform was already thin, so I don't know if it was worn out.

His sight gradually adapted to the light and darkness, and he found himself in an empty classroom with the curtains drawn on the surrounding windows, which led to the darkness.

The five of Zhang Jinfeng were sitting on the table in front of them. When they saw him look up, they threw something at him.

Su Xingren was caught off guard when he was hit, and found that it was a ball of paper towels from which his nose had been blown, wet and sticky.

He was startled, and reflexively threw the tissue to the side.

"Yo, I still hate it!" A boy jumped off the table, rubbed his nose with the back of his hand, and kicked him, "Take what you get as a reward."

"Okay," Zhang Jinfeng was holding something in his hand and shook it in the air a few times, "I didn't expect our foreign students to be quite rich. The meal card is five hundred."

five hundred!

money!

Su Xingren quickly touched his trousers pocket - it was empty.

"Please return the money to me." As he spoke, he stood up and wanted to get the money.

This is the food money that Aunt Dong gave him for a month.

"Hey!" Zhang Jinfeng raised his foot and kicked over, "It's the new semester, let's treat the students to a meal."

Su Xingren was kicked to the ground, and in front of his eyes were the arrogant and hateful smiling faces of those five people. As long as he wanted to get up, he would be kicked down by those five people.

Fear kept growing in his heart. He didn't expect such a bully to exist in the experimental middle school. He gritted his trembling teeth and felt cold all over his body and his limbs were weak.

"Just stay here all afternoon, if you dare to tell what happened at noon, you will be finished!"

I don't know which boy kicked him and gave another warning.

Zhang Jinfeng looked down at the trembling man: "Come on, look at how cowardly he is, if he dares to speak out, he must be prepared to be beaten by us again."

"Jiang Xu...Jiang Xu is my brother."

"What?" The voice was so soft that Zhang Jinfeng and the others couldn't hear it clearly.Several people leaned over and looked down at Su Xingren.

Zhang Jinfeng: "What nonsense are you talking about? Haven't you been kicked enough?"

"Jiang Xu," Su Xingren swallowed his saliva to moisten his dry throat, "Jiang Xu is my brother."

Listen, I heard that Jiang Xu is a bully in the school, should, should be able to frighten them, return the money to him, right?

"hahahahahahahahahahaha!!"

"It's so fucking funny!"

"This transfer student is a nerd, right? Jiang Xu is his brother?? Everyone in the school knows that Jiang Xu has no siblings."

"You won't be kicked stupid by us, will you?"

Several people laughed in unison.

Zhang Jinfeng laughed a few times, stepped on Su Xingren's hand on the ground, and said in an extremely arrogant manner, "That's the ruthless King of Hades, don't scare me with his name just because you've heard of him."

"If Jiang Xu were your elder brother, I would kneel down and call you grandpa."