Paranoid academic gods are always poor

The brothers who hang out together know that Cheng Jiemao has a girlfriend who is from the art school next door. She is versatile and good-looking, not to mention she has more face.

After Cheng Jiemao went back, he was still immersed in the complacency of being envied. The next day, he skipped class early and went to date next door, only to learn that his girlfriend liked someone else and wanted to break up with him.

separate?How can that work!

For the sake of face, Cheng Jiemao wanted to find out who the bastard who hooked up with his girlfriend was. That's why Cheng Jiemao took someone to fight Song Ye, but accidentally injured his leg.

Naturally, he couldn't swallow this breath, struggled to leave the hospital, and came back to complain in person, wanting Song Ye to apologize to him and make a fool of himself in front of the whole school.

The head teacher saw that he looked like a victim, and immediately took the lead to find the head teacher of class 25 to argue. Cheng Jiemao was inconvenient with a cane, so he followed slowly. Half a flight of stairs turned and there was the office.

At this time, someone blocked his way.

The body is thin and thin, the figure is like a green pine, the temperament is cool, and the face is beautiful.

Cheng Jiemao had heard of him, Pei Hanmo, the poor guy who was the first in grade, took advantage of his fair face to deceive most of the girls in the school, the type of person they looked down on most in sports.

"You don't have eyes when you walk? Get lost, Lao Tzu!"

Cheng Jiemao has a strong figure and is very confident in his own strength. Even if he is injured, he can smash the little boy in front of him with one hand.

Pei Hanmo raised his eyes and asked without changing his face: "What do you want to do?"

"What? Of course it's for justice. I'm injured so I can't let that bastard Song Ye come back?" Cheng Jiemao suddenly thought of something, and laughed, "You want to fight for him? Don't be stupid, he hit you last time Have you forgotten the matter? It's really useless!"

"He didn't hit me." Pei Hanmo didn't want to say more, and directly stated his purpose, "Tell the teacher, Song Ye didn't hit you, but helped you."

"what??"

Cheng Jiemao suspected that there was something wrong with his ears. Seeing that Pei Hanmo's expression remained unchanged, as if he would not let him go if he didn't agree, he laughed angrily, "Help me? Did you get kicked in the head by a donkey? I don't need to tell the teacher. , unless Song Ye also breaks a leg."

As soon as the words were finished, Pei Hanmo's eyes changed, and Cheng Jiemao felt inexplicably terrified.

Cheng Jiemao said sternly: "Otherwise, get out of here quickly, and don't stand in the way of my business!"

The next second, Cheng Jiemao let out a cry of pain, with a stern expression on his face, "Damn it, you dare to attack me!"

When he was about to fight back, he found that he couldn't move, his arm was twisted, and a force from his shoulder pressed him against the wall, unable to break free.

I didn't expect Xiaobailian to have such great strength.

Cheng Jiemao was immediately discouraged, and said bravely: "The office is next door, do you believe that I will call the teacher and he will come out?"

Pei Hanmo's tone remained unchanged from the beginning to the end, "It depends on whether you shout faster or your leg breaks faster."

Cheng Jiemao's pupils shrank: "Don't—"

In an instant, the pain in the leg hit, and the spliced ​​ankle dislocated again with a click.

The person behind was still whispering like a demon: "Shout it out and I'll cut it off completely."

Cheng Jiemao instinctively shut up, he believed that the other party would do what he said, fear welled up in his heart.

The devil tempted: "What should you say?"

With tears in his eyes, Cheng Jiemao struggled to utter a complete sentence, "I, I should say, Song Ye, no, Master Song! Master Song saw that I was injured, and kindly helped, helped me, and sent me to the hospital... ..."

Pei Hanmo let go of his hand, and watched coldly as the man slid along the wall and fell to the ground. The crutch fell to the ground one meter away.

"Cheng Jiemao! Why haven't you come in yet?"

The teacher's voice came, and he was about to walk over in a blink of an eye, and he would see the top student indifferently watching his classmate fall to the ground without moving.

Pei Hanmo wasn't worried at all, but Cheng Jiemao was so frightened that he got up in a panic, lest he touch the devil's scales again.

The head teacher turned around and saw his student standing in the corner in a panic, he felt strange, "What's wrong with you?"

Cheng Jiemao and the arrogance at the beginning were like two different people, "I fell, I fell."

"It's too careless. Fortunately, there is classmate Pei." The head teacher smiled at Pei Hanmo, "Classmate Pei, please help me."

"No trouble." Pei Hanmo bent down and picked up the crutch, like a good student who is willing to help others, as if to help.

Cheng Jiemao trembled, took the crutches, and said quickly: "No need, I can do it myself."

Seeing that he was fine, the head teacher left with a word of advice, "Then come quickly."

Cheng Jiemao just wanted to get away from the devil as soon as possible, and almost fell again in a hurry. The people behind him didn't help at all. He supported the wall to stabilize, and heard a word without warmth.

"Remember what you're going to say."

Just as Cheng Jiemao was about to speak, the footsteps behind him got farther and farther away. When he turned his head, he saw that the person had already left.

The sweat on his back soaked his clothes.

At the school gate, Song Ye was stopped by a girl who inexplicably said a bunch of things he couldn't understand.

"It's all because of me that Brother Mao went to trouble you, Song Ye, are you not injured? Please tell me if you feel uncomfortable, and I will take care of your medical expenses!" The girl's eyes were watery when she spoke It's very cute, with blushing cheeks, any boy will feel protective when he sees it.

Except Song Ye.

"Finished?"

The girl froze for a moment, wanting to say something else.

Song Ye was impatient, "Then don't block it."

The girl didn't pay attention, she could only watch him leave, and stomped her feet angrily.

Song Ye walked quickly, and urged after getting into the car: "Uncle Zhang, drive quickly."

He planned to carry out the plan of putting on the sack today, but he was stopped for a while when he left the school gate. However, Pei Hanmo rode a bicycle today and almost couldn't keep up.

This is not Pei Hanmo's way home.

Sure enough, the bicycle was parked in front of a milk tea shop, Pei Hanmo didn't come out after entering, and Song Ye almost fell asleep waiting in the car.

Uncle Zhang felt that the young master's recent behavior was a bit weird. Seeing him staring at the milk tea shop, he couldn't help but said, "Master, shall I buy you a cup?"

Song Ye pushed open the car door, "I'll go by myself."

Uncle Zhang wrote down in his notebook: The young master likes to drink milk tea.

The number of people in the milk tea shop gradually increased, and there was a long queue when ordering food, most of them were girls, and everyone tried to talk to each other after ordering, but it was a pity that Pei Hanmo was unmoved, as usual, there was no unnecessary expression on his face, the mechanical He raised his hand to signal the next one.

"Hey little brother is still so confused, I haven't seen him smile for so long..."

"Let's rely on the smile!"

"What are you laughing at?"

The girl was pulled back by her companion, and saw that the handsome clerk, who was always indifferent to strangers, smiled, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised. At that moment, he seemed to hear the sound of ice cracking on the lake, and the beautiful scenery under the ice was ready to emerge.

The girl stared blankly: "It's the sound of heartbeat..."

It's just that she wasn't the object of his heartbeat. The little brother looked over the crowd and precisely landed on the boy who pushed the door in.

"Oh my god, this little brother, I can do it too!!!"

Song Ye just wanted to come in and see what Pei Hanmo was up to. He hadn't left for such a long time, and his hand on the doorknob hadn't been let go yet. He felt a lot of eyes on him, and instantly had the urge to rush out the door.

Pei Hanmo was standing behind the bar in an apron, so conspicuous that he didn't have to look for him.

He's here... to work?

Song Ye suddenly became interested, the all-powerful Patriarch Pei actually has a part-time job!

Then he should take a good look.

Pei Hanmo calmly placed orders for customers. The apron drew out a clear outline of the waist. He was tall and tall, thin but not weak, which made the girls stare straight at him.

Song Ye, who wanted to see a joke, was greatly disappointed, and yes, a person who can keep his face in a place full of oily smoke like the cafeteria, how could he make a joke here.

"Hey, what recommendations do you have here?" Song Ye leaned against the bar counter, his almond eyes under obedient bangs were raised, full of unruly and provocative.

Not waiting for the opportunity to put on a sack made Song Ye very upset, so he could only take the opportunity to vent.

Another clerk saw that he was suspected of finding fault, and pointed to the back of the line, "Please line up first."

"I don't want to arrange what to do." Song Ye said rascally, but looked at Pei Hanmo.

The clerk realized that the rich man had bad intentions, but he didn't dare to provoke him, so he said bravely, "Then you can call——"

"Let me come, you are in charge of the customers here." Pei Hanmo gave up his seat and walked a few steps to the side, facing Song Ye only across the bar.

"Yo, you serve yourself?"

Pei Hanmo looked at him, "Well, are you satisfied?"

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Song Ye always felt that the other party's gaze was too hot, as if he had seen through his little trick, and then used a fierce tone to cover up the panic in his heart, "Satisfaction, whether you are satisfied or not depends on your performance!"

"Okay, what would you like to drink then?" Pei Hanmo asked with a smile.

Song Ye looked over suspiciously, but the other party was still serious.

Song Ye didn't even look at the menu, "I told you to recommend it."

"Is the signature milk tea okay? It's the best seller here."

"No, it's too sweet."

Pei Hanmo: "Then make lemon tea?"

"too sour."

"A lot of fresh fruit?"

"What I want to drink is not to eat fruit!"

"..."

Song Ye was extremely arrogant: "Don't you have anything to drink?"

Pei Hanmo stared at him for a few seconds, his eyes were deep, and he lowered his head and approached.

Song Ye thought for a moment that he was angry and wanted to beat someone up, but he subconsciously wanted to back away, but then stiffly stayed where he was, how could he show timidity because he was here to find fault.

Unexpectedly, Pei Hanmo approached and said only one sentence, "I'll tune it for you myself."

Song Ye was sitting in the corner, looking out of the window with his head tilted, his heart was filled with agitation, he even wondered if Pei Hanmo had cast a spell, otherwise why would his right ear be so hot?

Suddenly there was a sound behind him, and the glass door was kicked open, and a man with flower tattoos came in.

The man came aggressively, his fierce eyes scanned the store, "Where is the surname Pei?"

After a comparison, Song Ye felt that he was weak, and this was the one who came to find fault!

The man remembered that the one surnamed Pei was "the most handsome and conspicuous boy in the store", looked around, stood still at Song Ye's table, and asked contemptuously, "Are you the boy with the surname Pei?"

Song Ye: "??"

"Who the hell are you calling a jerk!" Song Ye stood up abruptly, kicking the chair away.

The man couldn't dodge in time, his toes in flip-flops were hit, and he smiled angrily: "Okay, you pretty boy."

Song Ye sneered: "It's okay."

The man yelled: "If you have the guts, don't fucking grab my woman!"

The voice was loud and the sense of grievance was extremely strong.

Song Ye was stunned by the yelling, "Who the hell will steal your woman..."

"You still don't admit it, my girlfriend broke up with me, I—" An inescapable force stopped the man from going forward, and when he looked back, the man walked to the front.

Song Ye was not good at verbal warfare, so he was about to roll up his sleeves, when Pei Hanmo came over with a cup, the orange drink, and the straw was directly handed to Song Ye's mouth.

"Taste it."

Song Ye held his breath subconsciously, and just took a sip when he heard Pei Hanmo ask, "Is it good?"

Refreshing and taste just right.

Flower-armed man:? ?Can you still see me?

The author has something to say: Flower Arm: Are you polite?I am standing here alone at my age, and you only care about dating?

Song Ye: Don't fucking talk nonsense.

Pei Hanmo: Thank you for your blessing.