Dressed as a villain's brother

Huailin No. [-] Middle School.

In mid-October, the autumn wind blows more and more frequently, and the fallen leaves everywhere are woven into a blanket.

In class three of high school, the female teacher on the podium is explaining the framework structure of the composition.

Xiao Mingce was drowsy, and looked out the window at the golden ginkgo leaves on the sidewalk.

He stretched out his hand out the window, trying to catch a leaf that was drifting around in the wind, but failed in the end, and was warned by the Chinese teacher's eyes.

"What are the students in the back laughing at?" The teacher snapped.

Xiao Mingce glanced back, and saw He Jin who was smiling back.

On the stage, he refused to let go: "Don't think that if you smile nicely, you'll be fine, this is a serious class!"

The whole class didn't understand at first, but when they heard this, they immediately understood who they were talking about. They all covered their smiles and looked back to see how unscrupulous someone with a band-aid on his face could laugh.

Xiao Mingce let out a hey hey, and fiddled with the phone with one hand under the belly of the table.

Xiao Ming: -What are you laughing at?

The other party replied very quickly.

tril dil arsenic: - lol you didn't catch the fallen leaves.

With a "tsk", Xiao Mingce poked into He Jin's new avatar again, entered the homepage, and then came back to ask.

Xiao Ming: -Why did you change your name?Directly called arsenic llshuang chemical name you.

[-] l di l arsenic: - because it was found that the detour does not work, it is better to directly hit the head.

Xiao Mingce understood in seconds.

Xiao Ming: - How is my brother's education?

Tril dil arsenic: - It's okay these days, take your time.

Three l two l arsenic oxide: -By the way, have you heard of Ni Yihang, a sophomore in the third middle school?

Xiao Ming: - I don't know.But I know there is a well-known gangster in No. [-] Middle School, his father is an upstart, and his family is very messy.

Xiao Ming: -Why are you asking this?

Tril dil arsenic: -I want to grab him.

He Jin put the phone back, and glanced at the fallen leaves outside the window that traced the shape of the wind.

He spent some time in the past few days to find out the eldest brother of the third middle school that He Yu had been in contact with, and found out his name, relationship network and so on.

After thinking about it for a while, he still felt that he should kill the chickens and monkeys.

He didn't want to touch him at first, but thought that Ni Yihang seemed to be moving to other provinces next year, and there were not many traces of him in the trajectory of He Yu's life after that.

But recent events have made him more and more vigilant.

Last month, he also took the time to investigate the matter of He Yu smashing someone, and found that there was a girl who was chasing Fu Rongjie very closely.

……

After the Chinese class, it was time for lunch. Xiao Mingce dragged his meal friend over to complain.

"Ah, there's still gym class in the first quarter in the afternoon! I don't want to go to it... I just want to sleep."

He lowered his head and stared at He Jin's feet, almost pouring out his envy.

He Jin hadn't participated in any outdoor activities for a few days, and even the meals were packed and brought to him.

He Jin pushed him out mercilessly, "Hurry up and grab some food! I want to eat the sweet and sour pork ribs on the second floor."

While being pushed away, Xiao Mingce shouted back: "Then remember to help me write down the process of the last question on the test paper, I'll come back and read it!"

When he was sent away, he was the only one left in the classroom.

He Jin sat on the seat for a while, picked up the paper, and posted a post-it note to write the process. After checking, he folded the test paper and stuffed it in the belly of the table, got up and went to the teaching building to get some air.

He has been unable to move much recently due to his foot injury, and he is almost stupid.

Fortunately, the injury has healed a lot today, but I still have a little limp when I walk.

He strolled slowly downstairs.

Many people who went home at noon still dawdled.

When He Jin walked towards the small corridor connecting the two courtyards of the teaching building, he could still hear some noisy conversations.

When he got closer, he realized that there were two or three people selling second-hand books at a stall.

The price is cheap and the books are well preserved, so many people stop by.

He Jin glanced there, and his eyes suddenly stopped at a figure under a vine.

There were a lot of fallen leaves accumulated in that field, and that man stood on the white brick clearing, listening to the stall owner.

"My brother is really cheap. The original price of each class note is 200. I only sell it for 120... The competition notes are of course expensive. I sell others for 400 yuan without bargaining! Seeing that you look good, the senior will give you a call." Discount, 300! I have been in the provincial team, and it will definitely be enough for the early stages of this competition!"

"No, your price is a bit outrageous..."

Fu Rongjie was listening, when he suddenly saw a long and tall figure beside him, with the long and straight fingers of the other person resting on his shoulder.

Fu Rongjie looked at his outline, and the shadow of eyelashes hanging under his eyes, and listened to him laughing and talking.

"Why is it outrageous? Good notes, do you know how helpful it is?" The stall owner tapped the notebook with his hand, "This is priceless, do you understand?"

"But you're looking for the wrong person." He Jin raised his eyes, "I sell 80 copies, how can you compete with me?"

The stall owner was stunned for a moment, "It's my colleague, why don't you set the price so low? It's already enough, so I want to sell the notebook and recharge the game!"

He Jin tilted his head, smiled triumphantly, waved at him, and pulled Fu Rongjie away.

When he was far away, he asked, "Do you want to buy notes?"

Fu Rongjie was in a relaxed mood, and slightly bent his lips and said, "Just take a look, I think he remembers the content pretty well."

He Jin pursed his lips, "But it's too bad for him to sell a copy for three or four hundred. I can guarantee that he still has the scanned copy in his hand, and he will sell it for dozens of dollars."

Fu Rongjie looked at him, "How do you know?"

He Jin: "Guess."

He's done it himself.

But the pricing is much more reasonable.

Fu Rongjie raised his eyebrows and looked down again, "How is your foot?"

Seems a little lame.

"good."

"Where's the waist?"

"The swelling has subsided, and the bruises will take some time to fade away, but you are young and have a fast metabolism, so don't worry." He Jin said.

Fu Rongjie glanced at the band-aid on his face again.

He Jin came down to stroll around wearing a baseball cap.

The sun has been shining for two days.

His complexion was originally cold and fair, and the brim of the hat and bangs blocked his forehead and some of his eyebrows, which made the bandages on his face stand out.

But not obtrusive.

It's just that there is a little more youthful rebelliousness.

Fu Rongjie suddenly found that this appearance seemed very attractive, and he couldn't look away for a while.

He Jin noticed his gaze, thought he was still concerned about his injury, and thought about what happened the day he was injured.

Fu Rongjie was actually injured a little bit. He saw that his wrist bones and little finger knuckles were scratched and bled.

He Jin lowered his head and glanced at Fu Rongjie's hand, feeling that he should show something.

After all, he was the one who got involved.

"How about... I'll sort out a notebook of math competitions for you?" He Jin said, rubbing the back of her neck again, thinking about what to do, "Although I didn't take the exam, I have some materials in my hand. Let's sort it out and give it to you." .”

Fu Rongjie was startled, and just about to refuse, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the shaded corner of the wall not far away, and a head looked at it furtively.

Wherever they went, his eyes followed, and his eyes were only on He Jin.

At first Fu Rongjie thought it would be the pursuer, but when he got closer, with his sharp eyes, he saw the sharp eyes of the person who was hiding.

"Either?" He Jin asked again.

Fu Rongjie didn't recover, and asked him instead, "Didn't you say that you sell 80?"

"No no, we know each other well, the senior will send you off." He Jin said.

Fu Rongjie didn't stop at the spot, but pulled him to continue walking, his voice was cold, "Okay, shall I give it now?"

"I haven't sorted it out yet."

"Then you go back and tidy up now."

"..."

You're welcome.

He Jin took a few steps, held onto the railing beside the steps, and watched as Fu Rongjie followed, "Aren't you going home?"

Fu Rongjie shook his head, "I'll watch you tidy up."

He Jin: "..."

Behind.

Er Mao came out from under the shadow of the tree, stomped his feet irritably, and made a call.

"What's wrong?" It was Ni Yihang's usual loose voice, "Is there any obstacle?"

"There is someone beside him, so it's not easy to do it."

Ni Yihang: "Isn't he staying in the classroom at noon now? Isn't he the only one at this time? Why don't you wait until he is alone before acting, and don't make a big fan like Xiaoyu last time. Half the school Know he did it."

Ermao: "Okay... Then what if Xiaoyu finds out about this?"

Ni Yihang: "Ha, now he is under the control of the family and doesn't contact us at all. What can he know... Besides, this matter has nothing to do with him. Who asked his brother to check me secretly. Even if Xiaoyu knows, maybe I have to thank you I avenged him."

Er Mao said a few words in response and hung up the phone.

But then, things did not develop in the direction he expected at all.

He pretended to pass by the door of Class [-], Grade [-] a few times, and there was always that unsightly boy sitting in front of He Jin's seat.

Time passed bit by bit, and seeing the students returning to the classroom to study for themselves one after another after eating, Er Mao himself was very hungry and left angrily.

He Jin stopped writing until his hands were sore.

He looked up at Fu Rongjie with a serious face, "I forgot to ask, have you eaten?"

Fu Rongjie shook his head.

"Aren't you hungry?"

"A bit."

It was at this time that He Jin received a message from Xiao Mingce.

Xiao Ming: - There are too many people today, I didn’t order the sweet and sour pork ribs, I heard that there will be a pot of new ones later.

Xiao Ming: -Do you have anything else you want to eat?

He Jin lowered his head and considered for a while, then looked at Fu Rongjie: "What do you want to eat?"

After ordering, He Jin was quite surprised to see the voice of He Yufa's group chat at home.

"I've decided! I love music! I want to learn to sing!"

He Jin thought back to what she told him this morning about finding out her hobbies, and smiled quite gratifiedly.

Immediately afterwards, He Yu sent another voice, saying that it was a song he specially recorded, and he was going to start working hard in this direction.

He Jin clicked to listen, and was momentarily stunned.

The point is, he didn't wear earphones and released it publicly.

The voice was not loud, but he saw the shock on Fu Rongjie's face.

He Jin quickly paused, and then typed.

- You sang very well, don't sing again next time!