God of danger

This is what he said, as if he was so eager to come!

If it weren't for Lu Rongxing who had to come here every half a month, Guan Jie would not be in a hurry to come. He is racing against time and just wants to go home, but it's okay to listen to Lu Rongxing practice the piano for a while first.

If it hadn't been for learning to vomit these days, Guan Jie wouldn't have come here, so he took the key directly to the piano room to take it with him. That site is his own, no matter how bad it is, this situation will never happen.

But come here, if you have something to say, it's really inconvenient, Guan Jie can't hold back, but Mumbai is so rude when he comes up, Guan Jie is not nice to him, so he has to confront him.

If time goes back 5 years, Mumbai may have been spit on his face.

But after all, food can't be eaten for free. Guan Jie has grown a little brain, and his stamina, resistance to provocation, and ability to be scolded have also changed.

He was really scolded by the coach for being stubborn, and now he was catching up with Mumbai's splint gas, he didn't get anxious, but he was not in a happy mood, and turned down the corner of the right mouth in disgust, because his mind was sober, the calculation was quite clear.

In the south of the city, outsiders are not allowed to enter the school, so the gate is locked all day long. Guan Jie doesn't understand the regulations on Qingyin's side, but no one else, Teacher Qin, said he can't come, he's a fart in Mumbai!

Besides, he and I used to be less friendly than passers-by, but now he treats him like a dog, Guan Jie will only listen to him.

Thinking back when he was a kid in Linan Town, no matter what he was, he was a half-hearted thorn. Although he did a little study this year, he was still a few stages away from a nerd.

"This classroom is not opened by your family. It doesn't matter what you say." Guan Jie withdrew his smile, raised his face, looked up at him indifferently and said, "If you don't let me in, you can let Brother Bai or Teacher Qin come. Drive me out, get out of the way if they haven't spoken, I want to go in."

Every time he came, he followed Lu Rongxing swayingly, he was a dog's leg in anyone's eyes.

Coupled with the fact that he looks like a bunny, Mumbai thought he was not very frightened, so not only did he not show his acting skills of gnashing his teeth, he even didn't use the word "roll".

Who knew that this dwarf was more crooked than he thought.

Mumbai has been dissatisfied with both the teacher and Liu Bai recently, and Guan Jie's use of these two to suppress him can only increase his inner resentment.

In addition, after talking with Liu Bai in the stairwell, Guan Jie started to prepare for the exam, and he hadn't been to the practice room much. Mumbai thought that they had broken up. swift.

So he has nothing to fear.

After Mumbai weighed the pros and cons, he raised his hand and grabbed a piece of school uniform on Guan Jie's chest, pulling him to him, twisting his facial features, with a social expression: "Go into your sister! I'm here today, so you can't get in." go."

Guan Jie didn't expect him to make a sudden move, and he didn't take precautions. When he reacted and tried to block his hand or back away, it was too late.

I could only watch his hand come over, and the next moment the school uniform was pulled out into a ball and held in Mumbai's hands, and I also fell forward.

And it wasn't over yet, the idiot even pushed his head over, probably thinking that the closer the distance, the stronger the murderous intent.

But Guan Jie didn't feel much murderous intent, he only smelled a mixture of garlic smell and perfume in the air blowing over.

Comparing the smells of various chemical reagents, the smell is actually not too unpleasant, far from being unbearable to Guan Jie, but he still felt a "thump" in his heart, and a dark flame of rage sprang up. .

He doesn't care what kind of stimulation this Mumbai received today, but what is he doing?He's just a poor little guy who lost his hair crazily because of the competition. He finally had a good mood today, but now he's all turned off.

Guan Jie's tolerance for him immediately became 0, thinking to himself, isn't it just a matter of tearing off his collar, wouldn't he?What a joke!

As an out-and-out activist, Guan Jie let go of his hand and let the luggage bag fall to the ground. Together with the other hand, he slammed left and right and grabbed Mumbai's clothes, warning :"let go."

He seemed to be really not afraid, and he didn't give in or dodge at all in his body and expression.

But the male self-esteem in Mumbai would not allow himself to be knocked down by a harmless short man. He put more force on his hand and smiled provocatively: "Don't let go, what can you do?"

If it's not good, he can only be carried by him all the time, not to mention standing awkwardly, and I feel even more unhappy, feeling like I am being oppressed by bad forces.

Guan Jie stared at him for a while, and told him to let go twice in the middle, Mumbai didn't think he was afraid, Guan Jie's anger accumulated more and more, and finally reached a qualitative change. Pound it.

If it is not loose, I will give you a frame to wear, the newly released national treasure model, Guan Jie thought coldly in his heart.

Too bad Mumbai didn't want to wear it.

He was startled by Guan Jie's surprise attack, his eyes subconsciously stared, and he turned his head back instantly, making a gesture to avoid harm.

Guan Jie was just trying to scare him, he didn't want to actually fight Mumbai, he wasn't so irritable, he started to do it after being dragged by his clothes.

Although I can't explain it clearly, fighting also needs to be about the atmosphere. Mumbai has no intention of hitting him yet, and he doesn't have that tense feeling on his body. Guan Jieyi will get it.

So he just pumped his fist, sideways a wide angle, and bluffed a punch in the air next to his Bombay face.

Mumbai's attention was drawn away by his fist, and the strength in his hand was involuntarily negligent.

Seizing this opportunity, Guan Jie yanked off his school uniform and took it out of his hands.

After breaking away, because they stood too close, Guan Jie still remembered the little bit of hatred he brought up on him, so he pushed Mumbai back, and said without losing, "If you don't let go, I'll hit you. You can't."

Mumbai was already blocking the door, but just now to grab him, he walked a little forward, but he was still very close to the door, Shi Shi fell backwards, and his back hit the door instantly, making a "bang".

After hiding, he realized that Guan Jie was fooling him, and immediately got a little annoyed. Unexpectedly, the other party would push him, and when he stood still under the impact and the support of the door, he couldn't help being a little surprised by Guan Jie's nonsense.

The students on the opposite side shouldn't be like this, especially Mumbai has heard Mao Zi brag that this short guy is engaged in competitions and has a good IQ.

Mumbai has never had much contact with good students since childhood, and has a silly stereotype of good students, thinking that this kind of student should not be more honest?How could it be like this?

After pushing him, Guan Jie felt that the distance was too close, so he backed up again, then pulled the hem of his clothes and shrugged his shoulders, shaking the school uniform that was pulled out of place back to its original position.

Here he was busy repairing the image problem, and he was not idle there, picking his chin at Mumbai, meaning "Are you still coming? Big brother".

The "big brother" was a little jealous by his fierceness, and he didn't want to come, but not only did he not vent the anger in his heart, but it was bounced back, and he almost vomited blood, and he couldn't say anything good.

Mumbai sneered and said, "What's the matter? You want to hit someone if you're not welcome. You guys from the south of the city are quite capable."

As soon as the words were finished, the people in the room heard the sound of knocking on the door before, and happened to come over and open the door.

And in the corridor behind Guan Jie, Lu Rongxing, who finished class on time, also had one more time to pick up the piano. Coincidentally, he also stepped on this node.

Everyone inside and outside heard this sentence, and they had different feelings in an instant.

Hearing the phrase "not welcome", Lu Rongxing frowned instantly.

It turned out that the people in this room didn't welcome them, and Lu Rongxing really didn't feel this before.

When he entered the room, he always went straight to the opposite corner of the door, where the pigskin drum used by Sun Yuchen was set up. Lu Rongxing sat on the piano bench next to him, and when he got up, he should leave, and he didn't dance with those people much. deal with.

But before Guan Jie started the competition, every time he sat under the corner of the wall where the dancing crowd often squatted.

At this moment, Lu Rongxing suddenly thought belatedly: Since he is not welcome, why should they feel sorry for him?Have you pushed him out?Is Guan Jie willing to come here again?

He doesn't dance, and he doesn't know how to play musical instruments. The only purpose of coming here is to wait for himself. He has something to do, but he doesn't. He's bored?Do you want to go?

Rongxing didn't know about these roads, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt that the answer was yes, and he gradually became blocked.

Why didn't he notice these things?And if Guan Jie was unhappy, why didn't he tell him?

It was the same with Zhang Yiye last time, he went out after calling him, but was forced to do homework on the bus.Later I asked him, he said he wanted to play, but people who love to play still do homework, can't they just copy it?

So what happened to Guan Jie?

Lu Rongxing thought about it, and there was no other reason to delve into it, so he could only think: He is in the way of his neighbors, he can't save his face, so why not reject him?

Compared with his ignorant thinking, the situation on Qingyin's side is much more chaotic.

Because the door opened abruptly, the people on both sides of the door did not say hello, which made the buddies in the room press the handle, and Mumbai lost his balance unexpectedly under the leaning force.

He sat on the door with his buttocks sideways, and with his buttocks as a fulcrum, he pushed open the door and fell to the ground.

The person who opened the door was implicated by him, and was slapped head-on by the door leaf, but he didn't fall when he was thrown out, but he was pushed against his stomach by a hand, and he yelled "grass" in pain.

In front of Guan Jie, there were door knocks and screams of pain, as well as the music coming from the room. The movements were relatively loud, completely overpowering the footsteps behind him.

Other people in the room heard the movement, some looked over, and some walked over.

The person who opened the door had a pigtail and gave the handle, pulling up Mumbai who was climbing up.

The timing of his opening the door was a little subtle. Just when Mumbai said that Guan Jie was beating someone, normal people would not say whether to fight or not, and would not lean against the door of a public classroom with people inside. Also dropped on the ground.

The little braid misunderstood immediately, thinking that it was Guan Jie who threw Mumbai against the door. He rubbed his stomach and looked at Guan Jie unkindly, and asked Mumbai, "What's wrong, he hit you?"

Guan Jie looked at the people in the room, and found no one familiar. If Mumbai were to say yes at this moment, Guan Jie felt that it would be difficult for him to tell.

Although Mumbai wanted to beat Guan Jie to death, he still cared more about saving face, and chose the latter without hesitation between gathering people to beat him up and picking him up.

If he still wants to continue to be coquettish, no matter how frustrated he is, he can't leave a funny legend in the arena about being kicked away by a good student who looks like a junior high school.

"No," Mumbai said with pain in his back, and his mood was even worse, "He wanted to hit him, but before he did, you opened the fucking door. Is it all because of you?"

When the little pigtail heard that nothing was wrong, he smiled back at the previous rudeness, gritted his molars and slapped him in a low voice: "Thank you, uncle! I didn't hit you and shouted a ball! Throw me. "

After cutting, he didn't want to continue to stay here to embarrass himself, so he lifted the hem of his clothes to look at his belly, lowered his head and went into the room, only the two people who were about to fight were left near the door for the time being.

Mumbai was in the house, and he could only see the near view outside the door. Lu Rongxing hadn't stepped into this area yet, so he didn't see it. He thought that there was only Guan Jie outside, and it was unreasonable to stare at him like this, so he quickly continued. The topic just now.

As the saying goes, once you are full of energy, you will then decline. Mumbai was interrupted once, and the anger and momentum have really declined a lot.

I can't fight anymore because he has to rub his butt, but his mouth is fine, so it doesn't prevent him from making some trash talk.

"It's nothing to do with you, you are not welcome," Mumbai complained for his daughter-in-law on the one hand, but on the other hand he really didn't understand, he said in confusion, "What are you doing here?"

Even if it was to disgust Mumbai this time, Guan Jie wanted to go in. He said sincerely, "Wait for someone."

But this is not the last time, Lu Rongxing will definitely come back in the future, and the situation is so unfriendly, so Guan Jie was reminded by him, and he silently made a note in his heart, thinking that he would not go here next time coming.

But Mumbai didn't know his plan, and didn't know that he was next to Lu Rongxing's house, so he said speechlessly: "Wait a minute, you guys in the south of the city are so fake, don't you fucking play, If you don't go to pick up girls, it's nothing to do with a stinky old man? Oh shit, I really can't think about it..."

Before finishing the word "tong", he suddenly got stuck, because he had a flash of inspiration and suddenly remembered the gay couple in class.

Mumbai twisted his eyebrows, squinted his eyes, and looked at it uncertainly: "You and that surnamed Lu, the two of you, don't you... you are also a couple, right?"

The corner of Guan Jie's mouth twitched fiercely, a little stunned by this idiot's brain.

Fuck him and Lu Rongxing, that is simply a brotherhood with a bright blue sky and a bright wind and a bright moon.

When they were three years old, they saw each other's chickens, when they were five years old, they went down the river with naked buttocks, and usually one is awake and the other is sleeping. If they are really a couple, according to Sun Yuchen's situation where one kiss can make them laugh their heads off, there is no chance of cuddling and kissing. Wan also has four nines, so why not laugh one to death?

Guan Jie dared to swear that when Lu Rongxing wanted to play the pipa, he couldn't find nails so cruel. The relationship between him and Lu Rongxing was as pure as Wahaha.

But Mumbai seemed a bit disgusted at the conclusion that Guan Jie was happy to add to his frustration, but he couldn't hold back his laughter, so his expression was a little distorted.

However, in the eyes of the preconceived Mumbai, the perspective is Guan Jie's face of humiliation?Tangled?Six gods without a master?Said: "...Did you see it? I thought I was covering it up pretty well."

At this time, Lu Rongxing was less than 3 meters away from him, so he didn't need to look at his face, just by hearing the "lucky", he knew he was talking nonsense.

But Mumbai didn't understand him, and he didn't know what IQ was. Not only did he believe it, but he was even interested in answering the question: "I'm unrequited love! You are worse than Sun Yuchen."

Just when Guan Jie wanted to act in a full set, he just wanted to say "ah".

A party suddenly appeared next to him and cut off the conversation.

"It's not unrequited love, it's mutual liking," Lu Rongxing stepped into Mumbai's field of vision, and put his arm on Guan Jie's shoulder solemnly, "We have been together for 18 years."

Guan Jie was stunned for a moment, he really wanted to laugh, because Lu Rongxing was still an embryo 18 years ago, and he was probably still a lonely ghost.

But as soon as he turned his head, he didn't open his mouth, just in time for Shanglu Rongxing to come to see him.

This person is probably like himself, he is addicted to acting, and he is going to give Mumbai a "doting look" on the spot.

But when Lu Rongxing smiled at him so pretentiously, Guan Jie suddenly had the feeling of watching him basking in the sun in the corridor, just... very refined, very good-looking.

Then Guan Jie jumped up and down twice, feeling a little nervous.