Did you get rid of the scumbag Bai Yueguang today [Rebirth]

"What?" Qian Jian was stunned.

"The fact that you were not admitted by the school in the first year of high school has nothing to do with him." Jiang Mingyu walked in front of Qian Jian, "No. [-] Middle School contacted me after the senior high school entrance examination, but I didn't agree to come here."

Qian Jian: "...what does that have to do with me?"

Jiang Mingyu looked at him directly: "At that time, the admissions teacher said: the procedures are troublesome. If I don't come, they will put aside the peripheral enrollment plan for this year."

Qian Jian was stunned.Wei Nan and the others looked at him in disbelief.

When Qian Jian was clamoring just now, although they didn't say anything, they were always a little guilty, especially when Qian Jian mentioned that four of them were rejected in the first year of senior high school, and four people really came in through the back door on his side.But at this moment, Jiang Mingyu, who is also a victim, actually stood up and clarified?

"You..." Qian Jian hesitated for a while before finally recovering his voice, "Why didn't you come?"

"It has nothing to do with you." Jiang Mingyu straightened his lips, and his face turned cold, "You just need to know that you didn't come in the first year of high school because you didn't deserve it. Even if you were able to come in the second year of high school, it was only because I reapplied for No. [-] middle school. Even entering school was brought in by you, what right do you have to yell at him?"

Qian Jianche was completely stunned.His lips moved for a long time, and he squeezed out why.

Why don't you come?Xiang Lin really knew this.

At that time, Sun Sufen was looking for life and death, and believed that once Jiang Mingyu left the county, he would go away and leave her completely.And not only did she cry, make trouble and hang herself, she also secretly hid Jiang Mingyu's graduation certificate and household registration book, making it impossible for Jiang Mingyu to enroll.

However, Xiang Lin didn't think about the relationship between the disaster's failure to come and Qian Jian's failure to come.Thinking about it now, is this also an unexpected and reasonable reason?

After Jiang Mingyu finished speaking, he ignored the shocked Qian Jian.He looked at Xiang Lin: "You are not shocked."

"Why am I not shocked?" Xiang Lin narrowed his eyes slightly, "Can't you see? My eyes are rounder than usual."

After speaking, Xiang Lin seemed to come to his senses again: "Oh, yes, you don't usually look at me, and you don't seem to be normal."

Jiang Mingyu ignored him at all: "You are not shocked because you already knew."

"Know what." Xiang Lin scratched the tip of his nose, "We don't know each other well, so how would I know about you?"

"Because of you..." Jiang Mingyu lowered his voice, "You were also born again."

Xiang Lin didn't say a word.

"Why don't you admit it?" Jiang Mingyu frowned slightly, and raised his hand to pull Lin's collar.

When he raised his hand, Xiang Lin raised his hand instinctively.But before Xiang Lin touched Jiang Mingyu's wrist, Jiang Mingyu quickly withdrew his hand.

Xiang Lin froze for a moment, and found that his half-open neckline was pulled up.He tugged at his shirt irritably, and muttered in a low voice, "You're sick."

Jiang Mingyu frowned, and fixed his eyes on Xiang Lin's hand that was tugging at the neckline: "If it's opened, I don't mind continuing to pull it back for you."

Xiang Lin paused.Jiang Mingyu seldom speaks, as long as he speaks, he will do what he says.Although he didn't know how the open collar caused this disaster, but Xiang Lin didn't want to be tidied up by his collar again.

Xiang Lin let go of his hand and turned to look at Qian Jian: "Hurry up, just talk about the clothes."

Qian Jian: "I...why should I trust you?"

"Us?" Xiang Lin moved three steps away from Jiang Mingyu in an instant, "You can figure it out, he is him, I am me, and there has never been us."

Jiang Mingyu squeezed his fist, and then let it go slowly.

"Besides, what's the benefit of him lying to you?" Xiang Lin stared at Qian Jian like an idiot, "If I really snatched the spot, he would have beaten me up by now, and still let me talk nonsense with you here."

Qian Jian looked towards Jiang Mingyu hesitantly.

Although Jiang Mingyu had a dark face and clenched fists, he didn't look like he was really going to hit someone.Xiang Lin was right, if Jiang Mingyu was robbed of his quota, he would not be angry.But even though he is angry now, he doesn't think it's because of the quota, but it seems to be because of something else.

But for what?Qian Jian couldn't figure it out.He stared at Jiang Mingyu for a while, and suddenly realized that he had vented his anger on the wrong person.

If the quota was lost because Jiang Mingyu didn't have it, then the person he hated and the target of revenge should be Jiang Mingyu.Staring at Jiang Mingyu fiercely, Qian Jian thought again: Ever since he transferred to another semester, his grades have been overwhelmed by Jiang Mingyu. Sure enough, Jiang Mingyu is the most annoying.

"You want to take revenge on him?" Xiang Lin observed his expression, "I don't care if you take revenge on him, but let's settle our matter first."

In order to be afraid that the size of the clothes would not be suitable, Xiang Lin took more clothes on purpose.Because of Qian Jian's vengeful mentality, all the clothes were cut to pieces.Wei Nan and Li Feng blocked Qian Jian's face, and counted one by one: "...28, 29, 30, a total of 30."

Xiang Lin turned to Qian Jian and said, "No objection?"

Qian Jian didn't say anything.

"The cost price of this set of clothes is 80, plus the shipping fee, labor fee, etc., it is 100." Xiang Lin picked up a piece of clothing and looked at it, "Should I say it or not, if you don't cut it so thoroughly, you can still Take it back and mend it. Now I spend money to buy a pile of worn clothes, and I will lose money for you."

Qian Jian: "...What do you mean?"

"I want you to spend money to buy it." Xiang Lin threw the clothes back into the clothes pile, "You ruined my clothes, so you don't think it's over with a wave of my hand?"

Qian Jian didn't say a word.What Xiang Lin said was right, he just thought about what he would do if he was found out, and what he would do if his teacher knew what to do, but he never thought of paying for the clothes.

Xiang Lin's family is so rich, he treats guests every class event, Qian Jian never thought that this kind of person who takes money improperly will ask for compensation?What's more, where did I get the money for compensation?Thinking of his parents working hard for a year to save enough for tuition, Qian Jian really panicked.

"Oh, by the way, it's not just about losing money." Xiang Lin yawned and said lazily, "At present, only Lao Ban knows about this matter, and she said whether to report it depends on the victim's will. "

"Do you understand the victim?" Xiang Lin pointed to himself.

Qian Jian looked at him subconsciously.

Xiang Lin, who was wearing trousers and a white shirt, was still as lazy as usual, but there seemed to be something different.Under the cover of this outfit, he seemed to have lost his student spirit, with an indescribable temperament in his gestures. Qian Jian pressed his lips tightly, and couldn't help thinking: Are rich people really different from poor people?Just because you are rich, you will even look better?

With this doubt, Qian Jian turned his head to look at Ningzhou and the others.Immediately, he dismissed the idea again.

"Where are you looking?" Xiang Lin raised his eyebrows, his tone arrogant and domineering: "Yes, be good, turn your head back."

From counting the clothes, Jiang Mingyu's eyes stayed on Xiang Lin.Until the word "good" came out, Jiang Mingyu suddenly said: "You want to let him go."

"What to put here." Xiang Lin glanced at Jiang Mingyu, and continued to Qian Jian, "I'm actually curious, is the brain circuit of a schoolmaster different from that of a normal person?"

Jiang Mingyu narrowed his eyes slightly.

"...What do you mean?" Qian Jian straightened his neck.

"Even No. [-] Middle School is someone who was brought in, so you can't be regarded as a top student." Jiang Mingyu glanced at Qian Jian, "It's not you who he's talking about, so why are you interrupting?"

Qian Jian's hands shook, but he didn't say a word.

Xiang Lin:...

Xiang Lin looked at Jiang Mingyu inexplicably.Is it true that all Xueba's brain circuits are different from normal people? Xiang Lin dare not say for sure, but the brain circuits of this scourge are indeed different.Everyone knows that what he said next is not a good word, right?It's too late for others to hide, so why not take the initiative to seek scolding?

Sure enough, it's brain-dead.

Xiang Lin curled his lips and shook his finger at Qian Jian: "A piece of clothing is 100, and 30 pieces is 3000. 3000 yuan is not a small amount. If I report a case, do you think the police will come?"

Qian Jian was stunned.

Wei Nan didn't expect this development: "Call the police? Damn, why didn't I think of it?"

"I also just want to beat this grandson up. Call the police, yes, call the police." Li Feng said while taking out his mobile phone.

Ning Zhou had a hesitant expression on his face, but he didn't stop Li Feng's actions.

Seeing Li Feng really took out his phone, Qian Jiancai finally got anxious: "Don't, don't call the police!"

"Why don't you call the police?" Li Feng opened the phone cover.

"Don't...don't!" Qian Jian's voice began to tremble.He was full of plans for revenge before, but now he finally realized that once this matter is discovered, criticism and demerit will be indispensable.But now Xiang Lin told him that not only did he get a demerit, but he might also be arrested by the police.

Looking at the phone with the cover opened, Qian Jian realized for the first time that he might have made an irreparable mistake.What would my parents do if I was really caught?How disappointed are they?How sad?How do they face the people in the village?What should they do next?

Then he thought again, what should he do in the future?If he really entered the police station, would he be sentenced?Is it going to be locked up?What about after it's locked up?Transformation?How many years before it can be released?At that time, don't mention any university, and no one will even ask for a part-time job.

Thinking of this, Qian Jian's legs began to tremble, and his voice couldn't help trembling: "Don't... don't call the police, please, don't call the police! If you call the police, everything will be over."

"Finally know you're afraid?" Xiang Lin pressed Li Feng's hand, with a serious expression on his face, "Then I'll give you another chance now?"

Everyone looked at Xiang Lin.

"A chance to choose one of the two." Xiang Lin slightly curled the corner of his mouth.

"The rules of the game are very simple." While Wei Nan was looking for a ping-pong ball, Xiang Lin gave Qian Jian a rough explanation, "There are two balls, one is written with life, and the other is written with death. As for whether it is life or death, it depends on your luck." .”

Xiang Lin played this game a lot in his previous life, but at that time the ball was not about life and death, but about cooking and washing dishes.Looking back on the days back then, Xiang Lin decided to take back the title of brain-dead—compared to Jiang Huanhai, he was more like the brain-dead one.

Let's put aside the re-study in advance, let's just say that after the re-study, Xiang Lin worked hard to pass the exam and went to City B. Now that I think about it, he turned out to be a nanny.Grocery shopping, cooking, washing dishes, this process Xiang Lin didn't know when he was a freshman, but by the end of his sophomore year, he was already very familiar with it.

At that time, Xiang Lin came out to his family and was cut off from his financial resources. With his usual after-school salary, he could barely make ends meet, and it was useless to go out to eat and drink.Jiang Mingyu didn't care about eating in the cafeteria together, but there was nothing delicious in the cafeteria after all. After eating for a while, Xiang Lin always felt that Jiang Mingyu was starved and thin.

It happened that there was a food hygiene incident during that time, and it was said that there was collective food poisoning in a certain school cafeteria. Xiang Lin used the excuse of food hygiene to suggest that he do it himself.

In the beginning, the two people had a division of labor, and the way of division of labor was through drawing lots.One ping-pong ball says cook, the other says wash dishes.

However, cooking is much more troublesome than washing dishes. It also includes the steps of buying vegetables, washing vegetables, and cutting vegetables. Xiang Lin saw that Jiang Mingyu didn't like cooking, so he took the initiative to take on the task of cooking.

Later, seeing Jiang Mingyu studying French day and night, Xiang Lin felt distressed and even contracted to wash the dishes.

Pursing the corners of his mouth, Xiang Lin thought angrily, if he had known that Jiang's troubles would have Bai Yueguang, what would he cook and wash?

When Wei Nan came back with the table tennis ball, Xiang Lin was still reminiscing about the past.After being called twice, he came back to his senses: "Do you have a pen?"

Li Feng found a pen in the warehouse drawer: "Linzi, what are you doing?"

"Make a lottery." Xiang Lin took the pen and shook it, and wrote the word "birth" on the first ball.Putting the ball in front of Qian Jian, Xiang Lin smiled and said, "You see, you will try to get this later."

"...What will happen if you get drawn?" Qian Jian's expression was very bad.

"If I draw this, I won't call the police." After Xiang Lin finished speaking, he wrote on another ball.Putting the two balls into the cardboard box, Xiang Lin cut a hole in the top of the box.

After digging out the hole, he pushed the cardboard box in front of Qian Jian: "Come on, just take one."

In a daze, Qian Jian felt that he was standing on the competition stage again.At that time, Xiang Lin also had such a flat expression, but he eliminated himself with this expression, causing him to lose Wenquxing.

Qian Jian's gaze froze slightly.He bit his lip quickly, and suddenly realized: At that time, he had already started to think about revenge, and even later when he heard Director Xu mention donating a building, he insisted that the quota was taken without even thinking about it.

Because at that time, I was full of desire to find opportunities for revenge—driven by anger and jealousy, I completely lost the ability to think, and also lost awe and fear.

Qian Jian stared at the box in front of him, as if staring at some terrible monster.The ragged hole that had just been pulled out looked like a mouth full of blood. Qian Jian felt that once he stretched his hand in, he would be bitten. From then on, he would never recover.

Call the police, notify the school leaders, notify the parents, be arrested, criticized by the whole school, expelled...everything, everything is ruined from then on.Qian Jian's body gradually trembled, and his face turned gray. He moved towards the back step by step, and muttered as he moved, "Let me go this time? Please, let me go this time."

"I didn't do anything to you." Xiang Lin shrugged and walked forward with the box in his hands.

As he walked into the depths of the small warehouse, his whole body entered the shadows.Jiang Mingyu stared at Xiang Lin's back, his eyes narrowed.

"Let's take one." Xiang Lin approached Qian Jian.Seeing that Qian Jian didn't intend to raise his hand, he paused and offered a second plan, "It's fine if you don't smoke, then I will? The rest is yours."

From Jiang Mingyu's perspective, there was no way to see Qian Jian's expression.He just looked at Xiang Lin and paused for a while, then lifted his arms up.With his movements, the upper eaves of the box were exposed, and Jiang Mingyu could vaguely see a ping pong ball drawn on it.

This box might have been used to hold ping-pong balls, Jiang Mingyu silently stared at the drawn ping-pong ball: in his previous life, on the box they drew lots, there was a basketball drawn - a bit like the one on Xiang Lin's desk lamp.

Xiang Lin likes basketball very much. Jiang Mingyu remembers that he often muttered that he wanted to watch the NBA, and he once said that if he wants to study abroad, both of them should go to the United States, okay?At that time, Jiang Mingyu did not answer, nor did he explain that he had to go to France.

After seeing the French materials, Xiang Lin guessed a little bit, and then heard that he had signed up for an exchange student, and Xiang Lin had a big fuss...Pinching his neck twice, Jiang Mingyu looked away from the cardboard box.

Looking at Xiang Lin's actions, Qian Jian probably hasn't smoked yet.As soon as he thought of this, Jiang Mingyu heard Xiang Lin shout: "Fengzi, Nanzi."

Two people walked over from left to right: "What's wrong?"

"...you, what are you doing!" Qian Jian screamed.

Xiang Lin rolled his eyes and put the box in Wei Nan's hand: "Help me get the box."

After speaking, Xiang Lin didn't give Qian Jian time to react, and quickly reached out to touch a ball.By the time Qian Jian realized it, the ball had already been raised in front of his eyes.

"Mine is raw." Xiang Lin shook the ball between his index and middle fingers.

The dog-like "birth" seemed to be paralyzed on the surface of the orange ball.With Xiang Lin's shaking, it swayed from side to side.

Qian Jian felt dizzy for a while.

It's over, everything is over, Qian Jian took another two steps back, and his back was completely pressed against the wall.

The cold temperature on the wall came in through the clothes, making Qian Jian shiver uncontrollably.He hugged his shoulders and slid down the wall little by little.Xiang Lin drew "Life", which meant that his own ball in the box was dead.

Xiang Lin will tell the whole thing to Director Xu, other leaders, the police, all the students in the class, and his parents...

At that time, everyone will know what they have done, know that no matter how good their studies are, it is useless, the rejection of classmates, the disappointment of parents, the ruined future...all of them are just because they are jealous and want to Xiang Lin made a fool of himself.

It would be great if I could control this kind of jealousy at the very beginning, Qian Jian hugged his knees, his body trembling more and more.In order to be able to enter No. [-] Middle School, to have a good future after graduation, and to let his parents enjoy some happiness, Qian Jian studied desperately, but who would have thought that all these efforts would be ruined in the end just because of his own jealousy?

In fact, it wasn't just for Xiang Lin, Qian Jian wrapped his body tightly and glanced at Jiang Mingyu quietly.His jealousy also includes Jiang Mingyu, but he hasn't been able to find a chance, so he hasn't vented his jealousy for a long time.

No, it wasn't just Jiang Mingyu, Qian Jian looked at Wei Nan and the others.After being admitted to the county from the village, he knew that some people's families are so rich, they don't have to worry about tuition fees, they don't have to worry about living expenses, they can even use the money to eat, drink and have fun. Being praised by parents.

At that time, Qian Jian only felt that it was unfair, but this feeling of unfairness became worse after he entered No. [-] Middle School.It turns out that some people don't need to study well, they can have a good future, and they don't even need to do anything, they can get a life that they may not necessarily get if they work hard.

What mp3, Wenquxing, what KTV on the street, what movie theater in the city center, these have always been the source of Qian Jian's jealousy, but now, Qian Jian suddenly feels that they are not important, what can be done without mp3?What if you haven't been to ktv?As long as you can stay in school and have a future, it's better than anything else.But now, nothing.

Burying his head into his knees, Qian Jian's body shook more and more violently.

Xiang Lin guessed that it was almost done, so he touched Qian Jian's upper with the tip of his toe.

Qian Jian didn't move.

"Okay, okay." Xiang Lin touched the tip of his nose, thinking that seeing Qian Jian like this, did he play Dafa?If I really scare the child into a bad situation again, I feel really sorry.He licked the corner of his mouth and squatted in front of Qian Jian: "I said, don't you look at your own ball?"

Qian Jian's body froze, but he didn't make any further moves.

"Look up." Xiang Lin tapped on the top of his head, and then pulled his arm, "Come on, little friend, don't you want to just cry."

"Who is crying?" Qian Jian wiped his face and raised his head, his eyes were red, but there were no tears.

He stared blankly at the box in front of him, always feeling that there was something in Xiang Lin's words, but his mind was too confused now, so confused that he couldn't understand the meaning of Xiang Lin's words at all.Watch your ball?One life and one death, life has been drawn out, so what is there to see in death?

Xiang Lin threw his own ball to Wei Nan, and took out a second ball from the box.Also clamping the goal between two fingers, Xiang Lin shook his hand again: "Look."

Staring at the paper on the ball, Qian Jian suddenly widened his eyes.After a long time, he said: "Impossible, this is impossible."

Jiang Mingyu was taken aback for a moment, and took two steps forward to Xiang Lin's side.

Xiang Lin was squatting on the ground, holding a ping-pong ball in his hand. As he shook his hand, the words on the ball showed on the left side and on the right side for a while.

Jiang Mingyu squinted his eyes for a while, and realized that the word "sheng" was also written on that ball.

No matter how you draw two balls marked "Live", you can only get "Live."

It seems that no matter how you smoke, you can only get "washing dishes".

Jiang Mingyu stared at the ball for a long time, and suddenly behind him, he grabbed Xiang Lin's wrist: "You..."