The enemy is pretending to be weak every day

Zhai Shen slipped back to the classroom through the back door, and the teacher on the podium turned a blind eye and pretended not to see it.

Tao Ji looked back at him, and asked in a low voice, "Brother, is it solved?"

Zhai Shen rummaged in the pocket of the table for a while, and took out a bottle of mineral water. While twisting the cap, he said "hmm", and poured half of the bottle of water with his head up. neckline.

The math teacher on the podium tapped on the blackboard and looked in their direction with blazing eyes.

Zhai Shen glanced at the blackboard. There were dense chalk characters and strange patterns written on it, which made him dizzy.

Tao Ji turned around immediately when he heard the movement, and continued to be his good student.

Di Shen was bored, so he flipped through a few pages in a brand new, blank book, and then fell asleep with a thick math book as his pillow.

He sat alone in the back row, and no one disturbed him, let alone worrying that he would disturb others. Although his grades were at the bottom of the school, but with his father's money backing him, he could still sit in class seven and sleep soundly.

No matter how the students in the class changed, he, Zhai Shen, was like a nail-biter. With his own strength, he lowered the average score of Class [-], and insisted that Class [-] and Class [-], two key classes, be separated from each other.

Zhai Shen was lying on the table, Pei Zheng's frail body and his cold face popped into his mind.

Suddenly, Zhai Shen remembered that he was only focused on forcing him to speak, but forgot to threaten not to file a complaint again, and he bumped over the wall again. Who knows if the complainant will call the principal again.

If he dares to make his own small report again, don't blame him for being rude, he has to take that little boy into the men's room to teach him a lesson, and it's useless for him to cry then!

Zhai Shen muttered a few words in his heart, and was sent into a dream by the endless power of mathematics.

However, this time he no longer woke up naturally, but was woken up by a hand. Zhai Shen waved that hand away in annoyance, and slapped it down. With a "pop", Zhai Shen vaguely heard someone "hiss", He didn't pay much attention, just pulled a book over his head and continued to sleep.

Half a minute later, the hand was stretched out to him again, with full caution and probing, when Zhai Shen hit again, he missed it and withdrew his hand quite quickly.

Zhai Shen raised his head impatiently, "Are you finished?"

His voice was full of indifference, with a strong nasal tone because he was not awake.

Seeing Zhai Shen's appearance, Tao Ji sneered, "Brother, there is something important."

Zhai Shen rubbed the center of his brows, and leaned halfway against the wall, "Say, I broke your neck if I can't tell you something big."

Tao Ji shook his red hand from the slap, and spoke quickly, as if his words were burning his mouth, "You were criticized by name on the radio just now."

Zhai Shen frowned slightly, "Didn't he over the wall write a self-criticism? Why are there so many things about Lao Yang?"

Tao Ji shook his head like a rattle, "No, I'm criticizing you for having a fight outside the school today, so I'll write another review, and I'll have time to review tomorrow between classes."

Pei Zheng's face flashed in his mind, and Zhai Shen kicked the desk leg violently, "Fuck!"

Gou Ri's little boy actually dared to report him!

Zhai Shen strode out of the class with a bench in his hand, and the students who watched the fun rushed up one after another. Zhai Shen kicked open the door of Class [-], and shouted inside: "Pei Zheng, come out for me!"

It's hard for him, but he can still remember the name of that little boy.

Di Shen has been in the school for nearly two years, and everyone in the school knows everyone. If someone else came to make a fuss, the tenth class would have to confront for the sake of face, but it was Di Shen who came.

Class ten students, look at me, I look at you, no one stood up, even two tall boys ran out from the back row, and smiled deeply at Zhai, "Brother Zhai, what's wrong?"

Zhai Shen ignored the two of them. He scanned Class [-] with his eyes, walked directly into the classroom, stood on the podium, and easily found Pei Zheng among the students with their heads hunched.

Pei Zheng sat in the penultimate row, still holding a pen in his hand, sitting upright, maybe he was too focused on the questions, and only now did he realize the difference in the atmosphere in the class.

He raised his head in confusion, facing Shang Zhai's angry eyes.

Zhai Shen raised his chin slightly, "Come here."

Pei Zheng didn't move, the class was quiet, Zhai Shen dropped the bench, the wood hit the tiles on the floor with a loud noise, and the shoulders of the students in the front row unconsciously shook.

He walked towards Pei Zheng, approaching step by step, Pei Zheng's deskmate swallowed, and groped out of his seat with trembling legs.

Zhai Shen walked over, grabbed Pei Zheng's clothes across a seat, and pulled him in front of him.

Pei Zheng's body hit the edge of the table and moved the table forward for a certain distance. The iron sheet at the corner of the table scraped against the floor tiles with a harsh sound.

Heart palpitating.

Maybe Pei Zheng was really too thin, and Zhai Shen made Pei Zheng lie on the table in an unsightly posture with almost no effort. He looked up at Zhai Shen with some doubts in his eyes.

He was still wondering why he was bothering him!

Zhai Shen pressed the tip of his tongue to the roof of his jaw, did this bastard forget what he had done so quickly?

Under the eyes of everyone, Zhai Shen restrained himself from making a direct attack. He was still sane, and beating him behind his back was nothing, but with so many bystanders, if he did something, it would not be a matter that a review could solve. up.

Although Zhai Shen doesn't like studying and has bad grades, he is not stupid.

He let go of his hand, looked at Pei Zheng who was still acting ignorant, "Come out and have a chat with me."

After finishing speaking, Zhai Shen walked away.

All the eyes of the tenth group fell on Pei Zheng. Except for a few girls who had worries in their eyes, the rest did not show any sympathy.

Pei Zheng was transferred to their class in May, and it's only been a month now, and Pei Zheng doesn't like to talk, and rarely communicates with his classmates. If it wasn't because his grades are so good and he is highly valued by the teachers, he would be like Class Ten The transparent ones make no difference.

No one had a good relationship with him, and naturally no one told him not to mess with Zhai Shen from class seven.

Zhai Shen wasn't afraid that Pei Zheng wouldn't come out, if he didn't move, the tenth class would find a way to get him out.

He stood in the corridor, countless eyes fell on him, Zhai Shen had just woken up, and his head was still covered with messy hair, but he calmly accepted the eyes from all directions, without the slightest feeling of restraint in other people's territory .

Sure enough, after waiting for a long time, the little boy came out with his school uniform and jacket folded, and looked at Zhai Shen with a faint blankness in his cold eyes.

Zhai Shen grabbed his arm and dragged him to the corner of the balcony. There were several air-conditioning units next to it, blocking the sight of people in the corridor.

Zhai Shen looked at Pei Zheng, and the other party didn't seem to take the initiative to explain, as if he was still waiting for him to speak first.

Zhai Shen was almost laughed out of anger. This new little weak chicken really thinks that he has such a good temper and won't beat him up?

He moved his wrist, and the corner of his mouth raised an arc, but there was no smile in his eyes, and he looked a little unruly.

The little boy was stuck in the corner, unless he had the guts to jump off the third floor, otherwise he would not be able to please Zhai Shen today.

Pei Zheng's school uniform sleeves were rolled up, and his hands were propped on the iron frame of the air-conditioning unit behind him. The veins on his arms were obvious, and there were signs of exertion.

Zhai Shen saw his arm inadvertently, and sneered. The boy in front of him pretended to be cold and calm on the surface, but he was panicked in his heart.

Zhai Shen moved his legs half a step forward, and sure enough, he saw the little white face subconsciously clinging closer to the air-conditioning unit behind him.

His eyes lowered slightly, staring at Zhai Shen's chest, Zhai Shen stretched out his fingers to lift his chin, leading his eyes to move up a bit.

Zhai Shen has a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes, and there is an inconspicuous red mole at the end of the eyes, which can't be seen clearly from a distance, but now there is only two punches between them, and Pei Zheng can clearly see the face of the person in front of him. The illusion of being confused by his looks.

At the same time, Zhai Shen was also sizing him up. Apart from the initial impression of being white and thin, Zhai Shen found that this little white face was actually very good-looking, with a well-defined face, a high nose bridge, and long eyelashes attached to him docilely. In his eyes, there was a delicate face, but there was a pair of resolute and alienated eyes.

His skin was morbidly pale, and his whole body looked weak in capital letters, so Zhai Shen couldn't do anything against such a face twice or three times.

If he was replaced by anyone else, he would already be kneeling on the ground with a bruised nose and a swollen face, that is, Pei Zheng, so weak that Zhai Shen would hesitate to beat someone up.

During the half a minute of stagnation, Zhai Shen gritted his teeth several times, his brain urged him to act quickly, but his hands didn't obey, as if he had developed a heart of compassion.

Such a sickly beauty should be able to cry for a long time after being hammered. He couldn't wait to see him cry, and there seemed to be a voice saying, Zhai Shen, you are a serious man anyway, and you can't wait for such a weak chicken. Are you embarrassed to start?

Zhai Shen's breath was a little unstable, because he was angry with himself.

"What's the matter?" Pei Zheng seldom took the initiative to speak, but what he said was like dancing on Zhai Shen's irritable point.

If you have the ability, don't talk for the rest of your life. Opening your mouth is just bragging.

Di Shen had finally managed to convince himself that he decided to let him go. The moment Pei Zheng uttered the word lightly, Di Shen threw the thought away a thousand miles away.

He must be obsessed with ghosts, so he feels that he should be let go!

Zhai Shen's hand slammed down the back of his neck, his legs lifted up, and his knees hit his abdomen directly.

"Zhai Shen?" A girl's voice sounded behind him.

The voice was very familiar, and Zhai Shen's legs raised in the air froze for a moment, then fell down and stood up again.

He turned around, and sure enough, he saw Zhao Ying standing not far away holding books and computer, she tilted her head to look at Zhai Shen, "What are you doing here?"

Zhai Shen hesitated for two seconds, moved the hand clasped on the back of Pei Zheng's neck, and put it on his shoulder. Zhai Shen had a bright smile on his face, "Exchanging feelings with new classmates."

After finishing speaking, he shook Pei Zheng's body with his arm, "Is it?"

Pei Zheng refused to speak with a haughty attitude, and Zhai Shen exerted a slight force on the hand holding his shoulder, "Huh?"

Pei Zheng gave a light "hmm".

Zhao Ying blinked, the flowery skirt was swaying in the wind, with an inexplicable agility, not like a 30-year-old teacher, but more like an elf, "It's class, come back to class with me?"

They were so selfless in their confrontation just now that they didn't even hear the bell for class.

Zhai Shen looked at Zhao Ying, then looked at Pei Zheng, who was beside him with a cold face, and let go, "Okay."

He walked up to Zhao Ying, took the computer and textbooks in her hand, and walked side by side in the direction of Class Seven.