Master Zuojing is sticking to me again

Wen Xiaoyu grabbed the child star's wrist, not letting him move forward an inch.Presumably expecting to be blocked, Tong Xing's other fist didn't stop, and he took advantage of the situation to smash it.

But Wen Xiaoyu was faster than him, and the whole person dodged the attack like a gust of wind, pinched the child star's wrist skillfully and threw it behind him, then curled up two fingers and slammed the numbness of his elbow .

"Ah!" The whole arm lost strength in an instant, and the feeling of soreness, numbness and pain made Tong Xing almost kneel down.Taking advantage of the moment when he was still immersed in sourness, Wen Xiaoyu knocked his other arm again, and kicked at the crook of his leg, making him kneel down directly.

When the child actor knelt down, he didn't forget to remind his accomplice: "Are you fucking watching a show? Give it to me!"

Those two little skeletons combined couldn't compare to the physique of a child actor, Wen Xiaoyu kicked them one by one without any effort, and ran away.That speed was simply waiting for Wen Xiaoyu to make a move so that they could escape openly.

"Fuck! Shit!" Tong Xing stood up staggeringly, scolding with a dark face, "Wen Xiaoyu, you fucking..."

"boom!"

Wen Xiaoyu punched the child star on the nose to block his swear words, shook his long and thin hands in disgust, and said in a low voice: "It's better not to have a mouth that can't speak human words."

"Hmm—" Tong Xing looks like a hulking back, but he is actually a paper tiger with no brains.He covered his bloody nose, staggered two steps back, and sat down on the ground with soft legs.

"Ha--!" A cat's angry and huffing sound came from behind, Wen Xiaoyu turned her head in wonder, and saw He Xiran was holding a garment bag with one hand, and smashing Jiangyou with his schoolbag with the other.

"Fuck! What the hell is in this schoolbag!" Jiang You shouted, covering his head.

"Damn it!" Wen Xiaoyu also yelled, walked over in two steps and almost punched Jiang You, thinking that this was Romeo's face, abruptly kicked him over with his feet, at the same time It just happened to catch the schoolbag that He Xiran threw off his hands.

There was the sound of biscuit crumbs sliding inside the packaging bag, Wen Xiaoyu: "..."

"Ha——" He Xiran was still blowing his hair, and it seemed that he had hit the head, and he was about to step on Jiang You's face when he walked over.

Wen Xiaoyu pushed his head, and said, "Fuck, get lost."

Jiang You rolled faster than him, and limped out of the alley with his hands on his legs.

"Promising." Wen Xiaoyu snorted coldly, she was still the leading actor with just this psychological quality.

In a blink of an eye, seeing He Xiran's eyes flushed with anger but unable to speak, he was a little bit dumbfounded, finally sighed, and walked out with his miserable schoolbag.

"Wen Xiaoyu! I've advised you to stay away from this troublemaker a long time ago! Look at how much trouble he can cause you!" Tong Xing stood up holding his nose, and glared at them fiercely, "Feng Zhanpeng will pass two days Just come out of the detention center, he has already said that he will not let you go!"

"Who is Feng Zhanpeng?" Wen Xiaoyu asked.

The child star was so angry: "It's that red hair!"

With his warm reminder, Wen Xiaoyu recalled the scene of Hongmao yelling in the police station.Trouble, he glanced at the big trouble next to him who had just shaved down, and continued to walk out.

"Thanks, orangutan." Wen Xiaoyu raised his hand with his back to Tong Xing.

"Fuck, good intentions are not rewarded..." Tong Xing whispered.

Back home, Wen Xiaoyu gave Wen Muchen the surviving crayons and some snacks before eating.Grandma Wen looked at the snacks and hesitated to speak for a long time, and asked, "Ayu, are you not full?"

Wen Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, and quickly explained: "It's not grandma, you can eat enough. It's just that you get hungry at school, and you need to eat something in between to be at ease."

Grandma Wen filled him with a bowl full of rice cake soup, looked at him eating, and said softly, "Ah Yu, you have changed."

Wen Xiaoyu's hand holding the soup bowl trembled indistinctly, and when he raised his eyes to see Grandma Wen's kind and gentle expression, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Wen Muchen, who had eaten early, had been lying on the coffee table and drawing. After eating, Wen Xiaoyu wanted to go over to see what he was drawing, but he covered him and refused to let him see.

"Stingy ghost." Wen Xiaoyu said with a smile.

Wen Muchen opened his round almond eyes, and cautiously stuck out his tongue at him: "Slightly~"

Wen Xiaoyu shook his head, took out his homework and put it on the other side of the coffee table, moved a small bench and sat down.

Sitting on a low bench at his height is actually very aggrieved, and his slender legs need to be alternately stretched from time to time so as not to swell.But he was head to head with Wen Muchen like this, one was painting with great interest, and the other was doing homework with a sad face.

In the end, Wen Muchen finished painting and went to bed first. Wen Xiaoyu, who still had two homework to finish, sighed deeply. It's not easy to be a high school student in China.

"The mid-term exam is coming soon, students! My dear students! After studying for two months, your math scores are still like this shit. I really want to open your heads to see what the shape of shit is inside. !"

Under the torment of Lao Zhao, Xiaopang, who can still secretly eat breakfast, is simply a natural supernatural power, and there is a faint tendency that the more disgusting Lao Zhao scolds, the more delicious he eats.

"Brother Wen, do you want to eat it?" Xiao Pang was embarrassed to eat alone, and handed over a siu mai, "Old Zhao is so angry that he can't pay attention to these details."

God damn details.Wen Xiaoyu shook his head, and was called by Old Zhao in the next second:

"Look at Wen Xiaoyu, not only did Mr. Liu from the Art Troupe personally praise him, but this time he even got [-] points in the exam with the shit of the wild! [-] points! If it weren't for the shape of the shit in his brain too It's complicated, maybe it can reach ninety!"

"Wow——" the students exclaimed in unison, and they all turned their heads to look over, scaring Xiaopang's Shaomai away.Only He Xiran has been lying on the table since entering work in the morning, without moving a muscle, without looking back.

Wen Xiaoyu propped his forehead speechlessly, and looked at the terrified Fatty.

After another 10 minutes of passionate speech, Lao Zhao finally started to explain the test papers. Although he seemed to be talking about some serious illness, his lecture was very clear and rigorous, and Wen Xiaoyu understood it after only half the class time Where is my very problem-solving process buckled.

He took advantage of the recess to rework the big questions, went to the bathroom before class, and found that He Xiran had still maintained that posture when he came back.

It wasn't until the last physics class that He Xiran sat up and listened to the class.

Teacher Cheng's class was still so funny and humorous, and Newton was almost amused.Amidst the bursts of laughter in the classroom, Wen Xiaoyu heard the sound of chewing.Looking back, it turned out that Xiaopang was eating again.

"Brother Wen, let's have a cushion." He handed over a bag of nuts.

Wen Xiaoyu looked at it for two seconds, then took out a pack of broken chocolate bars from his schoolbag: "I'll change it with you."

Then the two hid behind the tall buildings of textbooks and exchanged snacks. Gao Le, who was always pricking up his ears, turned his face sideways, squeezed his hands through the gaps in the textbooks, and hooked his fingers at Xiaopang , joined the belly pad team.

In this corner, He Xiran was overwhelmed and turned to stare at them, only then did Wen Xiaoyu see his pale face and red eyes.After hesitating for a few seconds, Wen Xiaoyu quietly handed over a pack of bear biscuits.

"Kachi Kachi, do you want to eat?" Wen Xiaoyu asked.

He Xiran: "..."

He Xiran: "Eat."

He Xiran's voice was still a little hoarse, but he could finally speak.It's just that his spirit doesn't look very good. On the way to the auditorium to rehearse, his whole body is in a state of nervous tension.

Wen Xiaoyu sized him up from behind, always feeling strange and indescribable.It wasn't until Wen Xiaoyu saw Lin Ningxin in the auditorium that Wen Xiaoyu realized what that strangeness was.

"He Xiran, where's my costume? Teacher Liu called and asked you to hand it over. I want to try it on quickly." Lin Ningxin looked at his empty hands and then at his schoolbag.

He Xiran clutched the schoolbag tightly, and said hoarsely, "I lost it."

"!!!" Everyone in the performance team looked at him in shock.

Wen Xiaoyu frowned, and glanced at Jiang You who was far away, the surprise that flashed across his face did not seem to be fake, thinking that he was so cowardly that he didn't dare to really do anything with the costumes.

"I just said that he is unreliable, he can lose his costumes, and he might go wrong when he performs on stage." Jiang You walked over and said gloatingly.

"Why do you..." Lin Ningxin frowned, and looked at Wen Xiaoyu again, with the last glimmer of hope hidden in his eyes.

Wen Xiaoyu shook her head, and saw her biting her lower lip in disappointment and anxiety, then turned around and went out to call Teacher Liu.

"What's going on?" Wen Xiaoyu asked He Xiran.

Recalling the way Jiang You tried to protect the garment bag when he snatched it, Wen Xiaoyu felt that there was something more hidden about it.But He Xiran just repeated "I just lost it", and then he tightened his white lips and stopped talking.

"I don't think you lost it, did you?" Jiang You winked meanly, "Did you try it at home and thought it looked so good, are you planning to keep it for yourself?"

He Xiran's knuckles were bluish white as he clutched the schoolbag, he suddenly raised his head and stared at Jiang You fiercely, his entire eye sockets were red, especially at the end of his eyes.

"Look at your eyes, did I hit your mind? It turns out that the role you want to grab is not Romeo, but Juliet, hahaha..."

Jiang You's disgusting sneer was suddenly interrupted by Wen Xiaoyu's sharp gaze, and he realized that he was the only one laughing in the entire auditorium, so he smacked and prepared to make amends.

Wen Xiaoyu took off the schoolbag with a sullen expression, and Jiang You was so frightened by this action that he hid in a corner and pretended to play with his mobile phone.