Lin Huai walked up to him and looked at him condescendingly.

"So polite?" He smiled. "Kneel down for me, eh?"

"No, don't hit me..."

"I'll give you some money to buy a better camera next time." Lin Huai raised the corner of his mouth, "Buy a DSLR, look at me, it's ugly."

He took out his wallet, pulled out dozens of pink banknotes, opened them into a fan shape, and patted the face of the boy with earrings trembling with fear.

"What, why are you still looking at me? Want an autograph?" He stood up and looked around at the other audience. "Or do you want to order other souvenirs?"

The crowd scattered like birds and beasts, and the young man also fled. For a while, only Lin Huai and Chu Tianshu were left in front of the bulletin board.

Chu Tianshu stepped forward and took off all the photos and posters, and stuffed them into the trash: "Go?"

"Go." Lin Huai shrugged, "These neuroses."

He put his hands in his pockets, and shook his head with a step that he did not recognize: "beauty, it really has to pay a price."

Chu Tianshu, who wanted to comfort him: ...

The series of events that happened in front of the bulletin board in the morning were just a trivial episode for Lin Huai. However, it caused uproar in the lives of other students.

After the fifth student couldn't answer the question because he was playing with his mobile phone in class, the math teacher of Class A in the second year finally fell into the most violent state ever.

"Another one, another one playing with a cell phone, huh?" He angrily threw the wooden triangle on the table, "I don't understand, what's so fun about cell phones? Why are you all playing with cell phones?"

The whole class fell silent.

They all cast their eyes on the young man sitting by the window.

"You..." The math teacher quickly found the focus of everyone's eyes. He gritted his teeth and grabbed the cell phone of a student sitting in the first row who was secretly replying to messages: "I want to see what you are all watching..."

He grabbed the phone and stood there, flipping through the chat records line by line. As the dazzling words came into view, the math teacher's expression became more and more distorted.

"Lin Huai!"

With a pale face, he roared, "Come out for me!"

While everyone looked at the young man by the window, the young man on the cusp of the storm actually laughed.

"Okay," he said briskly.

The boy who sat in front of him and kept peeking at him turned pale: "Classmate Lin..."

He bit his lip, as if to argue for him, but in the end he couldn't say a word, but forced the tears back into his eyes. On the screen of the mobile phone that he held in the palm of his hand and hidden in the hole of the table, the students were popping up new messages one by one.

Not to mention arguing for him, he didn't even have the courage to reply "it's not like this".

He watched helplessly as Lin Huai left the classroom and passed him by. In the table hole, the diary full of his thoughts was still pressed under the phone.

"The teacher told him to go out."

"Oh, oh oh! There's a good show to watch!"

"So is that rumor really true? Can someone answer me?"

Under the gaze of such colorful eyes, the black-haired and snow-skinned young man didn't care.

He ignored the jealousy and speculation of others, those expressions full of malicious fantasies, and at the same time, he also ignored those eyes that implied concern and concern.

He just walked in the eyes of everyone, casually, like a tourist, walking in a glass zoo.

——And when passing by the student who was crouching on the table, sending messages and making up rumors, he grabbed his cell phone.

"Hey," he pointed at the man and raised the corners of his mouth, "Do you know that you really made a lot of typos? Children, read more books."

He casually threw the other party's phone out of the window, patted his head, and left the classroom.

The mobile phone crossed the second floor and made a shattering sound on the concrete floor downstairs. After the math teacher and Lin Huai left, the originally silent classroom finally boiled over.

"Damn, what's his attitude?"

"Damn, it's obviously a watchman who hooks people everywhere..."

"I don't know why I still think he's so handsome, if only he threw my phone..."

In this chattering ocean, several players looked at each other with dazed expressions.

"I said, did Gu Beichen and Ji Feng not come to class today?" Ye Xiangxiang poked the unscrupulous master on the shoulder, "Do you know the reason?"

"I don't know where Gu Beichen went, but Ji Fengjian's words...he went back to the dormitory this morning." The outlaw master showed a sad expression, "He had a fever, was wearing a skirt, lying on the bed, and seemed to have a nightmare. , I kept saying things like 'don't', 'don't touch me', 'let me go' in my dreams..."

Ye Xiangxiang: "A skirt? Why a skirt?"

"I don't know." The outlaw master was very confused. "And his skirt was tattered, as if it had been torn..."

Ye Xiangxiang: ...

She showed an expression of "Oh my god, this is still possible", and she couldn't imagine what kind of terrifying time Ji Fengjian went through last night.

"Gu Beichen hasn't come back?" Qiuran showed a worried expression, "He wouldn't have..."

"What will happen to him has nothing to do with us?" Ye Xiangxiang interrupted her, "I've long seen that man pretending to be unhappy, looking like he is right. Instead of this, we might as well spend our energy on finding out the real On Fu Jiang, it's the second day, and we still don't have a clue."

"But how can there be a girl like her in this school?" Qiuran complained, "Didn't we check it out yesterday?"

"this……"

——If you talk about the boy who was invited out by the teacher just now, he quite fits the definition of blood and blood, and he is good-looking enough.

This thought flashed through Ye Xiangxiang's heart. Qu Mei, who knew the truth, and the lawless master looked at each other, looking at the nose and heart with their eyes.

"Squeak."

The sound of the chair being pulled away came from the last row of the classroom, and Zhang Mingge immediately looked at Chu Tianshu.

"Where are you going?"

Chu Tianshu shrugged: "Clarify the rumors."

"That NPC is Lin Huai." Zhang Mingge said coldly when Chu Tianshu passed by him, "What the **** are you two doing? Could it be that he is—"

"No shit." Chu Tianshu smiled casually, "It's just—suddenly want to fall in love."

Zhang Mingge: …………? ? ?

Chu Tianshu passed him by, and brought a violent tornado in Zhang Mingge's heart.

"Fuck." He cursed angrily and pushed his glasses hard, "Damn, this world is crazy."

In this school, not only Zhang Mingge is crazy, but also the principal who finally learned all the "facts" from the math teacher and the dean.

"As the saying goes, a slap doesn't make a sound." The dean said bitterly, "Principal, I told you a long time ago that there is something wrong with this Lin Huai, and his quality is poor..."

The young man sitting on the sofa was unusually calm: "A slap doesn't make a sound? I hit you in the face with my hand, do you say it doesn't make a sound?"

"So many people are talking about you, that's your problem. Otherwise why don't they talk about others?"

Lin Huai shrugged: "That's because other people are not as beautiful as me, they are jealous of me."

He was about to run out of patience with this crazy plot. After saying this, he lowered his head and started playing with his mobile phone to himself. On the screen of the mobile phone, he is the leader of the group, his black group.

——That’s right, the largest and most well-developed black group leader in Liangchuan Middle School is actually Lin Huai himself.

"I heard that he was taken to the principal's office. Damn it, I have long disliked him!"

"Anyone in gym class? Ask for a live broadcast?"

"Hahaha, I also want to see him crying bitterly. Who makes him pretend to be forceful every day?"

"I really don't understand why so many boys and girls like him, am I alone?"

"But I really want to know, if those rumors are true, how much does he cost a night?"

"You want to buy?"

"Who doesn't want to buy it?"

"Actually, I also want to..."

Lin Huai looked up and glanced at the several teachers who were arguing in front of the principal, then lowered his head and typed with one hand: "I'm in physical education class, and I'm already heading there."

"Really! Ask for a live broadcast!"

"Anyone there?"

"Well, the principal, the math teacher, the dean, the deputy school..."

"Hahaha"

"This lineup is awesome! The people in the school who hate him the most are all together!"

"Can you look forward to the plot of his dismissal? Can you?"

Several teachers were still arguing, Lin Huai raised his head and typed expressionlessly: "I heard the voice inside."

"For a live broadcast!"

"What what! What kind of sound?"

"The principal is going to fire him, and he's crying so loudly—"

As soon as this sentence was sent out, the message "The group has been disbanded by the group owner" popped up on Lin Huai's mobile phone.

Lin Huai: ?

He tried it without faith, but this group, along with his chat records, all evaporated!

"Damn it..."

He complained and tried to open his second group, the third group, and all of them. He divided eighteen trumpets to join, all the groups composed of anti-Lin Huai.

——Actually, they were all disbanded!

Lin Huai:  …

What's the situation... He squinted his eyes and boarded another trumpet, trying to open his own anti-suqun who was lurking in and had very hot eyes.

He had just sent a sentence, "Only a fool would like this kind of bitch. He advises everyone not to give him the same look as me", but the phone in his hand suddenly started to heat up violently.

"click, click"

He was so frightened that he hurriedly threw the phone aside. After the poor phone made a few electric sounds, it suddenly went black and stopped.

Lin Huai: ! ! !

Now even a fool can feel that something is wrong.

"Who is ruining my good deeds..."

Lin Huai murmured, but heard the principal's voice.

"You all go out first, I will have a good chat with classmate Lin." The principal said kindly, "As a principled principal, I will not tolerate any rumors, nor will I spare any student who violates discipline. "

Saying that, he blinked at Lin Huai.

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