Paranoid academic gods are always poor

Meng Jia was still jumping back and forth on the edge of Song Ye's anger, "Why didn't you call me when you went to a group fight yesterday? I missed the opportunity to watch your heroic appearance again."

Song Ye just "tsk", and Zhao Jingming, who had been eavesdropping behind the door, hurried out to ease the atmosphere.

"Oh, you, a girl, are not suitable for that kind of scene. I will let you know as soon as we go to play basketball some other day, okay?"

Zhao Jingming never took his eyes off Meng Jia while he was speaking, and the smile in his eyes was rippling to his ears. After hearing her agreement, he impatiently took out his mobile phone and asked tentatively, "Then leave a contact information? I will notify you in time."

Unexpectedly, Meng Jia glanced at Song Ye coquettishly, "He does, please remind him to contact me."

"……Yes, I will."

Before Meng Jia left, she cast a wink at the blind man, while Zhao Jingming held his heart in regret.

Seeing this, Song Ye asked, "Do you still like her?"

"What do you mean?! I'm very dedicated! Meng Jia has always been my goddess!" Zhao Jingming said angrily, "You actually have the contact information of my goddess? Don't tell me! We are not brothers anymore!"

"Forgot." Naturally, Song Ye didn't know if there was, but there was a way to make Zhao Jingming, a fool, give up earlier, "You can call her next time you fight."

Zhao Jingming was shocked: "Birds and beasts are not as good as..."

Song Ye didn't bother to explain, he threw his schoolbag over his shoulder and left.

The two girls were walking up the stairs, too absorbed in their conversation to see anyone in front of them.

"Didn't Xueshen have a good temper and still laughed? I almost got goosebumps from the moment I walked by."

"Hey, it's more terrifying than before. I still want to say hello, but he doesn't even look at him..."

"Anyway, I don't dare to say anything, I don't know who made the god of learning angry—"

"Why are you being rude?"

The two girls raised their heads and saw Song Ye who was going downstairs. They didn't know whether they were startled or frightened. They both shut their mouths and stepped aside. Their eyes were glued to Song Ye until they turned around and couldn't see him.

"I'll go—fortunately, I'm on duty today, and I can meet Xue Shen and Young Master Song. I decided that today is my lucky day!"

Another girl felt amused, "Aren't you scared anymore?"

"Scared of farts! Can a mother be afraid of her own cub? It's outrageous!"

"...Young Master Song's classroom is on this floor. Xue Shen also came down from upstairs just now. I have a bold idea..."

"Damn! Xue Shen is looking for Master Song? I don't care if I hit it!"

"Then why did Young Master Song make him angry? Although Xue Shen is aloof, he has never seen him angry..."

"Sister, I can't do it anymore! If you can tell me, just say more!"

……

On the way back, Song Ye's mind echoed what the girl said.

Is Pei Han unfamiliar?

It turned out that he didn't look away.

I don't know who can make Mr. Pei angry. I think that when Pei Hanmo was not the head of the family, there were many people who looked down on his background and bullied him when he was young.I heard that Pei Hanmo's newly established company was repeatedly targeted, and the perpetrators even went to his company to laugh at him arrogantly. As a result, Pei Hanmo's face was gloomy and he let him jump around, turning around and leading the other party into the urn step by step, slowly cutting him off. In the end, that person couldn't even get along in the country, so he could only sell his real estate and go abroad in desperation.

This action served as a warning to the monkeys, and everyone dared not underestimate the illegitimate son recognized by the Pei family, for fear of provoking anger.Normal people would retaliate when they were angry, but Pei Hanmo was different. He could bear his temper and slowly plan how to get the most ruthless revenge.This is also the reason why everyone is afraid of Patriarch Pei.

But Pei Hanmo in his student days wasn't too deep-minded, right?

With doubts, Song Ye appeared at the door of Class [-] the next day.

I don't know why more and more people see him recently, maybe because he is more handsome?

But there's no need to cheer to show enthusiasm, right?

Song Ye was made uncomfortable by the booing of their class, and was thinking of coming back when there were fewer people.

After Pei Hanmo in the corner saw him, he stood up and said something, and the classroom fell silent instantly.

After he came out, Song Ye asked curiously, "Are you still the monitor?"

Pei Hanmo: "No."

But what you say is more effective than the monitor.

There were people coming in and out of the door, Pei Hanmo dragged Song Ye to a place where there were few people, and after standing still, he asked, "What do you want from me?"

With the back of the loosened hand behind him, the residual temperature of the fingers not only did not dissipate, but intensified instead.

Song Ye didn't see his small movements, the schoolbag on one shoulder slid down, his white fingers grabbed the shoulder strap, and handed it over, "Here you are."

Pei Hanmo's indifferent expression finally couldn't hold back anymore, he hesitated and said, "Send it to me?"

What send you!

What relationship do I have with you? I give you something?

Song Ye suddenly felt irritated, "It will be your money back."

Pei Hanmo's eyes were soft, and the corner of his mouth curled up and said, "I didn't spend so much for you."

But the schoolbag is not cheap, judging by its weight, it seems that there is something inside.

Song Ye glared at him, regardless of whether the person wanted it or not, he stuffed the schoolbag into his arms, and said confidently: "I don't care how much you spend, anyway, I've already paid it back, and it's settled."

Hearing this, Pei Hanmo's eyes changed, and he stopped him from leaving, "There are still medical expenses, and I will help you treat the wound."

What the hell!

Also took the opportunity to rob?

Song Ye was grabbed by the arm, unable to walk, beaten...unable to hit, wrinkled his face and said, "Can't we fight together?"

"No." Pei Hanmo looked into his eyes and spoke seriously, making him almost think he owed a huge sum of money.

"Trouble." Song Ye threw him away, leaned against the wall, and walked away without rushing, and asked with his chin raised, "Then what do you want?"

Pei Hanmo looked at him and suddenly laughed again, like a psychopath, really moody, cloudy and sunny, and Song Ye watched his face change for a while.

"I have not decided yet."

Song Ye: "Are you kidding me?"

"No," Pei Hanmo said, "I'll tell you when I think about it, is that okay?"

Why use this tone, who are you coaxing?

Who wants you to coax?

Song Ye's anger subsided, and he said generously, "All right."

Apart from the need for money, Song Ye couldn't guess what he wanted. If he wanted to talk about other things, he dared not say that he, Young Master Song, had plenty of money!

Pei Hanmo stood where he was, watching Song Ye leave with his head held high, his eyes lingering on his obedient bangs for a long time, the curled hair wanted to reach out to smooth it.

He looked down at the familiar schoolbag, and after unzipping it, there were more than 5 books necessary for the college entrance examination, such as "Queen Xiongxue Case", "Century Gold List", "3-year college entrance examination and 20-year simulation", etc. There are textbooks and test papers, no wonder it is heavy to carry...

Pei Hanmo was silent for a moment, but finally couldn't help laughing.

The smile was helpless and indulgent.

Before Song Ye reached the classroom, he heard the excited voices in the class from a distance.

"Latest news! Cheng Jiemao is back!"

"Really, Brother Ming said that his injury will not heal in ten days and a half months?"

"It's true, just now I saw their head teacher took him to Lao Wang's office, he was still on crutches, his right leg was tightly wrapped, and the injury was not serious..."

Zhao Jingming was in the center of the crowd, with a smug look on his face: "That's right, Brother Ye will definitely let that guy have no fruit to eat. I didn't expect that guy to sue!"

The school is so big, and the fights have been all over the campus for a long time, especially Zhao Jingming, who can get along well in the class, brags about how powerful his brother Ye is every time he comes back from a fight, causing Song Ye to be noticed as soon as he walks into the classroom At the ceremony, a group of boys shouted like a rainbow, "Brother Ye!"

Song Ye: "..."

What kind of bewildering ritual is this?

Zhao Jingming jumped off the podium, followed Song Ye back to his seat, and said angrily: "Cheng Jiemao is forced to not talk about martial arts, and rushed to sue before his injury healed. I really regret that I didn't give him more blows!"

It is said that the reason for their fight the day before yesterday was that Song Ye robbed this person's girlfriend. Song Ye thought about it for a long time, but he never thought of this character. There were many people who disliked him when he was a student. girlfriend?I'm sorry, he's solo in mother's womb.

What Song Ye cared about was: "I hit his leg?"

He remembered that he had a habit of fighting in the past, and he only hit the face. Whoever came to the door was beaten with black eyes and blue eyes, but he didn't remember beating people disabled.

"Of course not, I forced myself to fall."

Zhao Jingming thought it was funny when he said this, "Didn't that force hit you while you were in trouble? Brother Ye, your face was dark at the time, like the king of Hades who was demanding your life. Damn, I was scared, let alone Cheng Jiemao. He knelt down in fright, hahaha!"

"Then Brother Ye, you took the mace and said that you wanted to take revenge yourself, so you forced people to crawl and run away. How could you know that he was too busy and afraid to look at the road, so he fell a lot!" Zhao Jingming slapped his thigh and groaned Smiling, "No one would have thought that Brother Ye, you would go straight to Pei Hanmo, and you would break your leg in vain."

"..."

Zhao Jingming thought of Cheng Jiemao's shamelessness again, and worried: "Do you think he will be the first to sue? I don't want to write a review at all, I fucking vomited."

The two waited in the classroom for one class after another, but they didn't hear the news of asking them to go to the office until they took Lao Wang's class.

"This mid-term exam, the students in our class as a whole can still perform stably, especially Song Ye, who sits firmly at the bottom of the list as always."

After Lao Wang finished speaking seriously, the students below were struggling to hold back, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh, except Zhao Jingming who laughed unscrupulously.

"However, I still hope that Song Ye can give others a chance, and give up this position once in a while."

Song Ye: "..."

Too much damage.

In the end, Lao Wang looked at Song Ye with a discussing tone and asked, "Do you think so?"

Song Ye snorted and said, "It's a bit difficult."

Now it's Lao Wang's turn to make a bad face.

Song Ye: "After all, it's unnecessary to let them all fall into our class."

No need!

Old Wang was so angry that his eyebrows were trembling, and the others were lying on the table shaking their shoulders desperately.

In order not to get angry, Lao Wang changed the subject, "Then praise the good people and good deeds before class. A classmate came to me specifically and said that our classmates are willing to help others without asking for anything in return. When they saw a classmate broke his leg, he took the initiative to help him." , and enthusiastically sent to the hospital for treatment.”

Zhao Jingming felt that this was a bit familiar.

"I would like to praise our classmate——Song Ye!" Old Wang took the lead in applauding, "Remember to be a good person and a good deed column on the blackboard at the back, and set an example for everyone."

Other students: "??"

Song Ye?Good people and good deeds?

Zhao Jingming was confused, and turned his head suddenly and asked, "Brother Ye, what's the matter?!"

Song Ye: Where can I go?

The author has something to say: The victim came limping: Song Ye, you fucking wait for me... No, I am very grateful to Song Ye for the enthusiastic citizens, otherwise my leg would be useless... ...