The enemy is pretending to be weak every day

The next day, Zhai Shen didn't bother Pei Zheng anymore, not because he felt that the grievances had been overturned, but he felt pity for no reason in the previous two times, which made Zhai Shen a little suspicious of life.

He felt that he was cast some kind of spell by Pei Zheng's little boy, otherwise why had he never hesitated to fight before, but this time he was going to teach others a lesson, and he was born to do it?

What's wrong with that skinny little boy!

Zhai Shen scratched his hair with some headaches, and Tao Ji came over to comfort him: "Brother, it's okay, just ask Xiao Mianmian to write another copy of the review for you. As for reading on stage, this is not the first time for you."

Zhai Shen raised his head, and the pen holder fell on the table, he pursed his lips, fuck, he was only thinking about the little boy, he forgot about it.

Zhai Shen stood up propped up on the table, stretched his waist, and lazily walked towards the front row of the classroom.

There was a 10-minute break between classes, and Zhai Shen didn't sleep. The class was very noisy. Some boys jumped up and down in front of female classmates, like a peacock spreading their tails, and chattered endlessly to make people laugh.

Zhai Shen bypassed the chasing and fighting people, walked to the empty seat in the first row and sat down, face to face with the study committee member.

The study committee member is concentrating on studying. This is a little girl who worked hard day and night to get into the top ten of the grade. Although she looks ordinary, she speaks softly and softly. She has a good temper and cares about her classmates. She is very attractive, little cotton That's how the nickname came about.

Little Mianmian didn't hear what was going on outside the window, until a slender hand stretched out in front of him, blocking her view of the question, then she looked up, and when she saw Zhai Shen, Little Mianmian lowered her head instantly, Muttering in his mouth: "Last time I promised it was the last time, this time I won't write for you anymore."

She spoke softly, as if coquettish, Zhai Shen has always been kind to little girls, especially little girls like Xiaomian, he stretched out his hand and tugged at her exercise book, "Write it again, this time is really the last time .”

Little Cotton's tiny hands were holding on to her homework book, but in the end she couldn't resist Zhai Shen's strength, and the book slipped from her hand and completely entered Zhai Shen's hands.

"You said that last time, and it was the same last time. This should be... the tenth time." Little Mianhua paused in the middle of her speech, as if she was still thinking silently in her heart.

Zhai Shen laughed, "So I made an exception ten times, and this time is not bad."

Little Mianmian looked at him angrily.

Zhai Shen added, "I'll bring you a collection tomorrow?"

Like every time before, Little Cotton hesitated.

Zhai Shen's father hoped that Zhai Shen would read a lot of books, so he built a study room specially for him, and there were countless books displayed in it. It's a pity that Zhai Shen never went in a few times, but Little Mianmian liked to read. Her thirst for knowledge is a kind of Obsession, although storytelling is easy to get, but some collector's editions are hard to come by.

"Okay, that's the last time." Little Cotton said in a low voice.

The corner of Zhai Shen's mouth raised, and he returned the homework book he had snatched from his hand, "Here, you continue to study."

Little Cotton is like a learning machine. After receiving the exercise book, he immediately enters the state again. Zhai Shen admires this kind of person a little. He can't say how smart he is, but he can squeeze into the ranks of geniuses and academic masters with his strong willpower.

On the second day, the inter-class exercises were temporarily canceled. Zhai Shen held the self-criticism written by Xiao Mianmian and stood on the rostrum again.

People in the audience were no longer surprised by his frequent visitor, but there was still some commotion.

It's getting hot, Zhai Shen passed by the barbershop after school yesterday, and by the way, he shortened his hair a bit, making him look more sassy, ​​which caught the eyes of the little girls in the audience.

"Zhai Shen is worthy of being a senior high school student. His looks and proportions are amazing!"

"He is good-looking and his family is rich, but his grades are poor, otherwise he would be too perfect!"

"If the grades are good, will it still give people a way to survive?"

"Zhai Shen's appearance isn't something to study at first glance. It's enough to be a vase shelf. I think God is fair."

A male classmate couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "You guys are so nympho, I think that's the way it is!"

Someone immediately retorted, "Then like you? You have poor grades and are ugly!"

Straight talk, killing people.

As he walked up to the rostrum, the discussion in the audience became louder and louder. Zhai Shen turned a deaf ear to it. He took the microphone and patted his palms twice. There were voices coming from the radio in all directions. Zhai Shen cleared his throat and started talking. Read the review emotionally.

He speaks clearly and with a correct accent, which has nothing to do with his irresponsible temper.

Little Cotton wrote only more than 1000 words, and it took only a few minutes to finish reading. However, Zhai Shen was not willing to listen to Lao Yang's long speech, even though Lao Yang had already told him to control the time when he came to power, Zhai Shen didn't intend to listen at all. Prolonged speech speed, free play.

His gaze gradually moved away from the note, and he casually looked down the stage. The one facing the rostrum was the sophomore class. He tilted his head slightly, and found the boy in the [-]th class. It wasn't because of anything else, it was him. Shining white in the sun, he was out of tune with the group of little black eggs around him.

Zhai Shen took a second look, only to realize that the little boy was not standing in the boys' team. The boys and girls in Class [-] of Senior High were clearly divided into teams. However, the boy was standing last in the row of girls. Apart from Pei Zheng, there was no other man to be found.

The boys who were closer to him glanced at him from time to time, and then laughed wantonly without knowing what to say.

The little white face hung his head down, he didn't know what he was thinking, he couldn't see his expression clearly, he could only vaguely see the outline of his side face and the base of his ears.

Zhai Shen could guess without having to think about it, the little boy was isolated by the tenth class, he was probably wronged, but so what, he deserved to be disliked.

As for the reason for being isolated, Zhai Shen was so adept at provoking him as the complainant, so it was nothing to offend the entire class.

Zhai Shen was a little gloating, and the tone of his reading of the self-criticism rose a little.

Lao Yang waited and waited, watching the time pass by, and finally couldn't wait any longer, and made several gestures at Zhai Shen, signaling him to finish as soon as possible, but Zhai Shen always moved away a second before he made the action The line of sight, looking away, made Lao Yang very angry.

Seeing that Lao Yang was about to smoke from his seven orifices under the sun, Zhai Shen read the ending slowly and put down the microphone.

Lao Yang couldn't wait to rush to the stage and pick up the microphone. He just coughed twice to signal everyone to be quiet, and the class bell rang.

Zhai Shen looked back at the stage, every hair of Lao Yang that could be named was exuding resentment and loneliness.

The vicissitudes of old Yang waved his hand to signal everyone to return to the classroom. Zhai Shen happened to walk into the line of Class [-] and heard conversations behind him.

"Pei Zheng, hahaha, are you a man?"

"His thighs are not as thick as my arms. Do you think he is a man?"

"Tsk, she looks so girly, she looks like a little girl with thin skin and tender flesh."

"Why don't you talk and look down on our brothers?"

"I think he's just dumb, hahaha!"

Zhai Shen glanced back, and several boys from Class [-] pushed the thin Pei Zheng back and forth. His waist hit the railing, and the railing trembled slightly. Pei Zheng frowned, still silent, like a poor man. Xi's little daughter-in-law.

Zhai Shen originally thought that he would be very happy seeing this scene, but he couldn't do it himself, and it was a relief if someone else did it for him.

But when he saw this scene, Zhai Shen realized that he had made a mistake again. He was full of thoughts, and I was not willing to fight.

Seeing the rare other expression on his cold face, a boy smiled more freely. He reached out and grabbed Pei Zheng's school uniform, and the zipper was ripped open, revealing half of his shoulder and an obvious bruise above his collarbone.

Di Shen was stunned for a moment, he was familiar with that position.

He just touched it that day. Why is Pei Zheng so coquettish? Wasn't Pei Zheng's waist about to break when he was hit hard against the railing just now?

At this moment, Zhai Shen was a little thankful that Zhao Ying came in time yesterday, and his kick didn't touch his stomach, otherwise the glass Pei Zhengde would be broken into scum, and he would have to provide for Pei Zheng's pension.

Those four or five boys formed a circle, surrounded Pei Zheng, pushed and shoved, and laughed very happily.

Several thoughts flashed through Zhai Shen's mind one after another. In the end, Zhai Shen pretended not to see it, and walked slowly along the team to the class with his hands in his hands.

The distance from the playground to the teaching building is not too short. Zhai Shen could hear the loud frolics of the people behind him all the way, which felt a bit harsh, but he didn't turn his head. Even so, he could imagine that the little boy was being bullied now How pathetic.

For the next few days, Pei Zheng didn't know what he did. Zhai Shen could always see him being bullied in every corner of the school. He snatched it and smashed it to the ground. No matter what, Pei Zheng kept a straight face, looking extraordinarily high-spirited.

Every time Zhai Shen saw it, he would curl his lips in disdain. He was bullied like this, and he still didn't dare to fight back. He didn't know whether he had backbone or spineless. He really thought that acting cold would scare others ?

You're so naive, you have to rely on your fists to speak in Yizhong, if you convince someone, he won't dare to provoke you.

But Zhai Shen naturally wouldn't tell Pei Zheng about these experiences, he just waited to see how far that boy Pei Zheng could endure.

Having said that, with Pei Zheng's two-two-weight bones, if one day he was forced to fight back and couldn't beat others, he might end up in a worse situation.

So, as a man, he still has to be like Di Shen, with a strong physique, hard fists, and one word, so that he can walk sideways in the middle.

Then if that little boy suddenly came to his senses one day and wanted to ask him for help, begging him pitifully to protect him, how should he ridicule that boy, so that he would feel better?

Zhai Shen fell into a new confusion for no reason.