Yan Gou failed miserably

lesson

Si Xian's expression was serious and serious: "You are the number one man in the school."

He Ci refused to accept: "Then according to this, you are the second man in the school."

"That's fine too."

"That is required."

Hiss, I always feel that something is wrong.

Before he could figure it out, He Weidong took the report card on the stage and announced a message to everyone: "Tomorrow morning, we will hold a commendation meeting. After everyone gets up, go directly to the national flag."

After finishing speaking, there was not much reaction from below, and the commendation meeting was not unusual, not to mention that it was not my turn to be commended.

What happened next shocked the students.

"There is also the bottom-place elimination system. Five of our classes will be changed." As soon as these words came out, the good grades were not reflected, the key was the poor grades, and the mentality basically exploded.

Panting heavily, He Weidong went on to say, "However, I said a few words to the director, begged for mercy, and decided to let the students with good grades in ordinary classes voluntarily choose whether to come to our class or not. The five students in our class are to be determined."

This set of combined punches made everyone in the middle and lower grades feel insecure, and the students in the middle and upper grades also felt a sense of urgency, but the last few students breathed a sigh of relief.

After the news was delivered, He Weidong asked everyone to do the papers, and then called out He Ci who looked like he had nothing to do with himself.

In the classroom, many students saw He Ci being called out, and looked at Si Xian in unison.

Why didn't you go out with me?It shouldn't be!

Outside the classroom, He Weidong first smiled to relieve the tense atmosphere he felt, and then closed it off.

"He Ci, guess why I called you out?"

Not nervous at all, he blinked his eyes, and carefully searched in his mind if he had caused trouble recently.

Hmm... Overslept with Si Xian on Sunday, Hmm... On Monday, I went to the rooftop with Si Xian to blow some food and was caught by the teacher, Hmm...

When I was having dinner with Si Xian on Tuesday, I ran into the little yellow-haired boy from Chapter 3 who jumped in line and threw him out, um... Today, when I was doing morning exercises with Si Xian, the teacher found me walking...

Hey, there really wasn't much trouble!

Thinking of this, He Ci frowned, and honestly shook his head: "I don't know—"

He Weidong sighed, shook his head again and again, and stopped playing tricks: "Did you almost get into a fight with someone during the Chinese test last week?"

"Well, I'll scare him."

"Yang Xiaopeng's bench is lifted up on the monitor, you pretend I can't see it! Tell me, why?"

I didn't expect the head teacher to be so concerned about this matter, so he simply didn't hide it, and told the whole thing completely.

It's a boring thing in itself.

After hearing the whole story, He Weidong said with emotion: "Fortunately, Si Xian was not in the same examination room as you."

"Hey, it's not a fight—"

Suddenly, He Weidong's expression became serious, and he said earnestly: "I see your posture, if it wasn't for the stepping down from Class [-], you would have been beaten to death!"

He Ci whispered: "Who told him to scold me——"

After his parents passed away, he was extremely sensitive to such dirty scolding, no matter who made such scolding, he would definitely hate it to the end.

He Weidong took a step forward and spoke eloquently to He Ci.

"He Ci, you have to consider the consequences. In case of bloodshed, no one can protect it. No matter who is right or wrong, even if Si Xian's father forcibly suppresses it, what if it becomes the focus of public opinion because of it?"

"I did get a little impulsive."

"No, you are confident, and your grades are among the best, the school leaders will turn a blind eye, and Si Xian will escort you, and you have so many good friends to support you. So, you are becoming less and less Take school rules and discipline seriously."

He Weidong's words became more and more intense, and his words became more and more severe. He didn't want to wait until He Ci made a big mistake to teach him a lesson, it would be too late.

He Ci on the side was still a little disapproving at first, but the more he listened to it, the more timid he became, and he became afraid at first.

Ever since traveling through time and space and re-arriving in the third year of high school, he has become less and less concerned, despising the rules and discipline.

Although he said to stay away from Si Xian, he knew clearly in his heart that Si Xian would definitely protect him, so he became more and more reckless, even fighting without any scruples.

Finally, He Weidong gave him two sentences.

"When you see a rabbit, look after the dog; it is not too late; it is not too late to make up for a lost sheep."

He fell into deep thought, first thanked He Weidong, then entered the classroom in a daze, and walked to his place.

Regardless of the surprised eyes of the students around him, he lay down on the table, closed his eyes and thought about everything in the past carefully.

Ahhh, it's all because Si Xian felt so insecure that he lost his sense of crisis!

Thinking of this, He Ci looked at the hand patting his thigh comfortingly, and couldn't help feeling angry.

pen!

Picking up the pen was just a mess, Si Xian let him do it without stopping.

Seeing the originally slender and beautiful hand covered with strokes, He Ci was not satisfied, biting the blank space, leaving tooth marks and wet saliva one after another.

After doing all this, he, who was flustered, calmed down.

After class, Si Xian didn't ask what was going on, he just put his bruised hand on the most conspicuous place on the table, provoking what to say when he had recovered.

He Ci: Ah, why would I do such a stupid thing!

A little shy, he slowly took out the wet wipes from the drawer, and forcibly held his respect: "Hey, take your hand here!"

The ravaged hand obediently walked over, waiting to be wiped.

He Ci took the wet wipes and carefully wiped off the strokes one by one, rubbing from the index finger to the palm of the hand a little bit, the saliva had already dried up, but he still wiped the blank places carefully with a guilty conscience.

"Okay—"

"Now, can you tell me why?" Si Xian withdrew his palm and said to the side one by one.

He Ci organized the language, and roughly stated the situation: "It's just that Lao Ban thinks you are protecting me, so I'm going to float—"

Concise and concise...

Si Xian nodded: "It's true that a lot has drifted."

"Ah, no, I will stay away from you in the future, be cautious in words and deeds, and be cautious."

"The head teacher doesn't know about our relationship, so his judgment will be a little biased."

"What is our relationship!"

"Current classmate, future partner."

"Hey, the horoscope hasn't been written yet! I don't care, I think I'm even more lawless when I'm with you."

"That's good, I'll supervise you later."

He Ci looked suspiciously at the tablemate who spoke righteously, and spit out a few words: "I don't believe it..."