I attacked the god of learning

"Ah, it's Jian Xing."

Unable to help Cheng Xinglin speak, the director of moral education interrupted them directly.

As soon as the director of the Moral Education Department saw Jian Xing coming back, he immediately became amiable, "Are you back from doing errands? - There is nothing to do here, but I am educating a student who wants to skip class and go out without knowing what to do."

Jian Xing looked at Cheng Xinglin, who was pressing his stomach and seemed uncomfortable, raised his eyes, and looked at the director of moral education.

Jian Xing asked: "Why don't you know what to do? Didn't he give a reason?"

"Ham, what's the reason..." The director of moral education shook his head, his expression was very clear - he gave a reason, but it was all an excuse.

Director of Moral Education: "What business can we do when we go out? It's not surfing the Internet or fighting."

The director of moral education didn't talk to Jian Xing much, he just said: "Don't worry about such bad students, go in and go to class."

Jian Xing did not move.

He stood at the door, looking at Cheng Xinglin.

Cheng Xinglin stood there frail, his eyes fell on Jian Xing.

Eyes hidden behind black-rimmed glasses revealed a kind of pleading.

Jian Xing asked: "Teacher, do you know the reason why we came back late?"

"I..." The moral education director really didn't know, he was choked up and said, "After all, you have business to do."

Taking a step back, if these people really have nothing serious to do and just go out to Internet cafes or KTV, as long as there is no major incident, the moral education director will not care.

After all, Jian Xing has already got an offer from Qingbei, and also participated in the national training team, which is a golden sign in the school.

Don't say you won't be able to study late.

As long as there is no major incident, the school will turn a blind eye to anything.

"I don't have a reason, he has a reason, how could he have a reason, but he became a bad student instead." Jian Xing asked lightly.

His attitude was very calm, but the director of moral education felt that he...

It seems that he was educated by this boy who is more than 30 years younger than himself? !

Taking advantage of the shock of the moral education director, Jian Xing said again: "He really didn't go out to fight."

Jian Xing: "He has a stomachache."

Jian Xing glanced at Cheng Xinglin, took out his mobile phone, and said to the director of moral education: "Just now I was doing business outside, and it happened that student Cheng sent me a message saying that my stomach hurts, isn't it, Pan Yangwen?"

Pan Yangwen, who was watching the play, was suddenly cueed.

As a very righteous person, he immediately stood up and said, "That's right, teacher, just now Cheng sent a message to Jian, and we all saw it!"

Lu Sihe: "..." Why didn't he see it?

Jian Xing: "He's been feeling sick to his stomach for the past few days, so it's better to go for a check-up while there aren't many things to do in the evening self-study."

As Jian Xing said, he stretched out his hand and pulled Cheng Xinglin who "looks a bit unsteady", and let him lean on his body: "Teacher, it should be okay?"

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Cheng Xinglin was caught off guard by Jian Xing and bumped into him.

A very nice smell of sage and sea salt entered his nostrils.

This fragrance is refreshing and comfortable, like standing on the seaside with the breeze blowing in summer.

Cheng Xinglin blushed instantly and almost jumped up.

On the one hand, it is really embarrassing to have such close contact with the male god suddenly.

on the other hand……

Cheng Xinglin carefully smelled his own scent.

In fact, there is no smell of sweat, and of course the scent of laundry detergent is still the same after washing clothes for a day.

However, he smelled of cheap laundry detergent.

It is far from the high-end sense of the fragrance of Jian Xing's clothes.

Cheng Xinglin really wanted to run away, but thinking of the kitten outside, Cheng Xinglin still suppressed his urge to get up directly from Jian Xing.

Leaning on Jian Xing, he made a weak appearance, and glanced at the director of moral education with grievances.

This set of combined punches is as fierce as a tiger, let alone the director of moral education, Lu Sihe was stunned.

The moral education director stayed there for at least a minute before finally raising his hand, stroking the almost non-existent hair on the top of his head, and asked Cheng Xinglin, "Are you really uncomfortable?"

Cheng Xinglin raised his eyelids and said sleepily: "Mmm".

"Then... that's fine." The director of moral education said, "Since Jian Xing said so...then... Jian Xing, the teacher handed him over to you."

"Well, don't worry, teacher." Jian Xing said sincerely.

With Jian Xing's guarantee, the director of moral education has nothing to say.

Then let Jian Xing and Cheng Xinglin leave the campus.

Jian Xing pulled Cheng Xinglin to walk slowly, turned the corner, Jian Xing saw a pharmacy, and asked, "What medicine do you usually take? I'll buy some for you."

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

"It hurts?" Jian Xing thought he was really uncomfortable, frowned and took out his phone, "I'll call a car and go to the emergency room."

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

Cheng Xinglin looked at Jian Xing for a long time, and finally gave up his heart: "No need, Jane, I'm sorry, actually I don't have a stomachache..."

"..." Jian Xing raised his head and looked at Cheng Xinglin.

I don't know if it was Cheng Xinglin's illusion, but he always felt that... the worry in Jian Xing's eyes just now subsided in an instant, and he became a little cold.

Cheng Xinglin also wanted to say it in a roundabout way, but his cats were waiting for him, and time waited for no one.

Cheng Xinglin could only hastily explain: "I didn't mean to lie to you, but I really have important things to do... It's really not fighting, not surfing the Internet, you believe me..."

Cheng Xinglin's voice became smaller and smaller.

He looked quietly, looked at his own simplicity, and felt extremely uncomfortable.

But Cheng Xinglin forced a smile: "Well... I'm really sorry, by the way, there is a very good milk tea shop here, why don't you go and have a milk tea, I'll come back later and pay for it, and then we can go together go back……"

Cheng Xinglin's arrangement was not because he was afraid that he would be punished if he went back alone.

Rather, they don't want Jianxing's credit to go bankrupt.

But Jian Xing still didn't say a word.

He just stood there, remained silent, looking at Cheng Xinglin.

It was only past seven o'clock at this time, and the street was crowded with people, but within three steps of Jian Xing and Cheng Xinglin, it seemed to be a vacuum barrier.

No sound, no response, nothing.

At this moment, Jian Xing's cell phone rang.

There was a very quick and short notification sound, which means that someone has accepted the order for the online car-hailing that Jian Xing ordered just now.

Jian Xing finally moved.

He raised his wrist, raised his phone, and pressed cancel in front of Cheng Xinglin.

Cheng Xinglin's heart sank instantly.

"Then...then you go back." Cheng Xinglin panicked, "Tell the teacher that you believed me by mistake, and the teacher won't blame you."

"I'm really sorry." Cheng Xinglin bent down to Jian Xing.

When Cheng Xinglin lowered his waist, tears were about to come out.

In order to hold back his tears, he didn't dare to look at Jian Xing when he raised his waist, and turned around and ran to where he was going.

The landscape illuminated by street lights recedes.

The blowing wind blew away the tears in Cheng Xinglin's eyes.

It’s over.

It's really over for him and Jian Xing.

Twenty more Jian Xing 20 years later will not be able to save him...

But compared to the complete end of their relationship, what Cheng Xinglin felt more uncomfortable was actually...

He made Jane lie.

He let Jian Xing's perfect resume have a stain.

Cheng Xinglin ran so fast that he was almost hit by a "Are you hungry" just as he ran out.

Fortunately, his movements were relatively flexible, and he immediately dodged over, leaving only the delivery man from Ele.me scolding him behind.

Cheng Xinglin couldn't take care of so much anymore, he spent 5 minutes quickly running to Ye Duluo's location.

This is the backyard of a well-known local Internet celebrity coffee bar.

At this time, the backyard of the internet celebrity coffee bar was crowded by Cheng Xinglin's friends.

Cheng Xinglin calmed down his emotions outside the crowd, then put on his mask, squeezed into the crowd with a "I'm not easy to mess with" face.

As soon as he squeezed in, Cheng Xinglin's heart tightened instantly.

A big iron cage that can only hold two or three German Shepherds stands in the backyard.

Looking inside from the rusty railing, there are all kittens - densely stacked, huddled together, making a faint meowing sound.

Some kittens are too weak to scream.

But just inside the floor-to-ceiling windows not far from the big iron cage, a few pampered puppet cats are walking leisurely.

"Oh, are you kidding me?" A woman holding a puppet said, "This is your head? You're still wearing school uniforms."

Facing the woman's ridicule and contempt, Cheng Xinglin was not angry, he just said: "Hi, my name is Cheng Xinglin, I want to talk to you."

The woman was impatient: "Is there anything to talk about, I don't talk to hairy kids."

Cheng Xinglin: "Although I am very young, I think reasoning has nothing to do with age. Do you agree?"

As Cheng Xinglin said, he took off his mask to show respect.

In fact, Cheng Xinglin still looks a bit handsome after taking off his damn mask.

I don't know whether it's being polite or being handsome, but the woman nodded and gave him a chance: "Say it."

"I just came in and saw that your home also has kittens, so I know you are also a caring person." Cheng Xinglin said, "I know that you may want to euthanize stray cats because they are afraid that they will damage the ecology, but the stray cats here The cats have been vaccinated and neutered, they have their ears clipped, and they won't cause those horrible things."

What Cheng Xinglin said was well-founded and reasonable.

The younger brothers around him were all moved.

But she didn't know where she touched the reverse scales of the woman opposite. Not only was she not moved, but she frowned.

"So what if the pregnancy is terminated? It's still bloody in the bones, cruel!" The woman said, grabbing the paw of the puppet in her arms, "Look at my little treasure, it's okay to go out last week, just Got scratched by these cats."

"It cost 1 yuan to take medicine and injections. The main reason is that the small animals are in pain, understand?"

"No." Huang Mao couldn't help it when he heard these words, "Then why is my kitten to blame? Maybe it's just the cat playing around and scratching."

"I don't care if it's a joke or not, if it hurts people, it should die!"

Cheng Xinglin finally understood where this woman's resentment came from.

But is it just a scratch of the paw, should these cats pay the price of their lives?

"What the hell logic?" Huang Mao complained, "If one of your cats is caught, all stray cats should die?"

"Yes." said the woman.

"Why, your small animals are small animals, they will hurt and get hurt, but other small animals are not??"

The woman hugged the puppet and looked down at Huang Mao.

"Then I don't care." The woman said lightly, "Life is inherently divided into high and low. These lowly things deserve to die, and they are not worthy of living in this world."

"However, you people who are as humble as them may not understand."

This man is too much.

Huang Mao was so angry that his face turned red. He rolled up his sleeves, revealing his strong arms, and wanted to hit someone.

But just as he rushed up, he swung his fists, but was pulled back by Cheng Xinglin and flipped over on the grass.

There was a pile of grass on Huangmao's back, and he glanced at Cheng Xinglin with dissatisfaction: "Boss, what are you doing!"

"Hit it, you can hit it whatever you want." Cheng Xinglin roared, "Did I forget to teach you the law before?"

"Fighting, malicious damage to other people's property, it is possible to be punished/detained! Do you know how much a flower here costs, do you know how much you can be fined for ten years?! You are full, can you grow your brain !"

The woman might have really planned to send them to the bureau, and even gave a "tsk" after listening to Cheng Xinglin's call.

Cheng Xinglin usually seemed to have a good temper and didn't quarrel with them.

But when it got fierce, Huang Mao was particularly afraid of him, and was immediately dumbfounded by Cheng Xinglin's yelling.

Huang Mao glanced at the kitten who was getting weaker and weaker, his eyes were red: "Then what should I do?"

Ye Duluo got an idea: "Let's call the police."

The woman laughed: "Oh."

Ye Duluo: "What are you talking about?"

Woman: "No, I just think you are going to call the police casually - a bunch of stray cats are nothing, I catch them and euthanize them to maintain social order, understand? You call over and see what the police will do explain."

"Oh, that's right." The woman said again, "Speaking of reporting to the police, I have a relative who is in the middle class of Yucheng High School. I want him to investigate why a student would hang out with you dregs of society."

These words threatened Cheng Xinglin.

Ye Duluo didn't dare to bet with Cheng Xinglin, so he kept his mouth shut.

For a moment, the place fell into silence.

They couldn't fight, and it was useless to call the police, and Cheng Xinglin might be implicated. The kitten's cries became weaker and weaker.

It's getting darker and darker...

No one knows what to do anymore.

Suddenly, Cheng Xinglin spoke.

"I'll buy it from you." Cheng Xinglin looked steadily at the pampered owner who was holding the puppet cat, "Is that okay?"

Cheng Xinglin didn't say a word just now - he scolded Huang Mao for those things, which made him find a little way of thinking.

The woman in front of her is expensive even for flowers and plants. She is obviously a money lover, so if he buys it, it's fine.

Sure enough, the owner of the puppet cat became a little interested: "You can buy it."

Ye Duluo heaved a sigh of relief when the situation turned around, and immediately asked, "How much?"

The woman glanced at the cage and looked at the number of kittens: "10 yuan, buy this cage of cats, why not?"

Ye Duluo exploded in an instant: "You are fucking sick, who buys a cage of cats for 10 yuan, really thinks the money is blown by the wind?"

Cheng Xinglin raised his hand and stopped him.

Ye Duluo glanced at the knuckle-boned hand in front of him, and said anxiously: "Brother Lin...we simply can't raise so much money!"

Cheng Xinglin: "You don't need to contribute, I will pay."

Ye Duluo: "Brother Lin...you..."

Which one of them doesn't know about Cheng Xinglin's financial situation? ? ?

Usually, spending 20 yuan a day is considered excessive.

How is it possible to get this money? ? ?

But Cheng Xinglin didn't let Ye Duluo continue talking, but made a phone call and walked out.

Cheng Xinglin could indeed afford the money - he could afford it in exchange for his dignity.

However, he is obviously a person who values ​​dignity more than life.

But fortunately, he just puts his dignity more important than his own life.

I didn't regard dignity as more important than the lives of such a large group of kittens.

Cheng Xinglin came out, looked down at the phone book, and sighed secretly.

He was wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt when he came out. At this time, the night wind blew, and he felt cold inside.

He suddenly realized——I lost a lot of things without knowing it today.

and simple possibilities.

possibility of being respected.

But these things add up, and the kittens can live.

How does he feel.

Is it worth it?

When Cheng Xinglin thought of this, the corners of Cheng Xinglin's lips finally curled up.

He was too focused on flipping through the phone book, unblocking a dragon.

I didn't notice at all, and I "bang" into someone.

Cheng Xinglin was just about to apologize.

Suddenly, I smell a very, very familiar scent of sage and sea salt.

This taste...

Shouldn't it? !

Cheng Xinglin held the mobile phone parked on a certain contact interface, raised his head, and saw in astonishment—the person he bumped into was really Jian Xing holding the mobile phone? !

Jian Xing glanced at him and took off his school uniform jacket.

Shaking off the coat that was still stained with body temperature, Jian Xing wrapped Cheng Xinglin, who was shivering from the cold, inside.

Then, Jian Xing raised his mobile phone with one hand, pointed at the woman holding the puppet, and asked coldly: "I recorded everything you said just now."

"Guess, if I post this on the Internet, what will happen to your online celebrity shop?"

"What about you?"