Zundu and fake toot?The target of the strategy has become dark again

Zhao Yunchuan patted the corner of his clothes. After hesitating for a moment, he moved forward and called the boy to stop.

Zhao Yunchuan was called the school bully for a reason.

He was originally taller than most of his classmates.

But as a senior in high school, he was only on par with Jiang Ling, a freshman in high school.

Today’s kids… are so well-nourished.

Zhao Yunchuan had such an idea in his mind for no reason.

"Your name is..." He frowned and thought for a few seconds, "Jianling, right?"

The brief meeting with the boy that day was not pleasant. In order to appear friendly, Zhao Yunchuan forced out a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Classmate, do you know..."

"I know."

The young man interrupted him, his eyes dark and unclear.

He didn't want to hear Wen Yao's name from Zhao Yunchuan.

"you know?"

Zhao Yunchuan raised his eyebrows.

He...he hasn't said anything yet, so how does this junior know about it?

"I know." Jiang Ling also moved out Zhao Yunchuan's little follower this time, "Wang Yuanting told me."

"Oh, I see."

Zhao Yunchuan nodded clearly.

He did ask Wang Yuanting to ask for Wen Yao's contact information. No wonder Jiang Ling seemed to be very clear about his purpose.

But when he was in the equipment room that day, he asked for the girl's contact information but was interrupted by this junior.

I probably won't be willing to cooperate with him now.

It seems...it's time to take advantage of his reputation as the "school bully".

Zhao Yunchuan deliberately put on a colder expression, frowning horizontally, looking a bit fierce.

"Now that I know... Junior Brother, you'd better cooperate obediently."

"otherwise……"

He stopped here and hummed softly.

He looks exactly like the menacing gangster villain in the TV series.

Jiang Ling seemed to have thought of something pleasant, or maybe he had accumulated too many negative emotions and laughed.

In short, the young man had a smile on his face——

Then he grabbed Zhao Yunchuan's hands off guard and placed them on his neck and chest.

His strength was too great. He was obviously about the same height as Zhao Yunchuan, but Zhao Yunchuan was stunned to be driven back several steps by him.

"I'm sorry...Xue...Senior, please don't hurt me. If we have something to talk about, I'll give you all the money."

It was Jiang Ling who clearly led Zhao Yunchuan back, but the young man looked panicked, as if he had been pushed hard.

Zhao Yunchuan originally just pretended to frown, but now he was really confused.

What harm? What to give money for?

What is this junior doing?

"Hey! Zhao Yunzhuan! I've turned against you! What are you doing? Quickly let go of your hand."

Behind him, the voice of the director of the third grade of high school suddenly came.

He was the teacher who Zhao Yunchuan had the least dealing with.

During the day, he had just been trained by this teacher for a long time because of Wen Yao.

"I……"

Let alone letting go, his hand would be placed near Jiang Ling's neck, which was not controlled by his own will at all.

But Jiang Ling did it on purpose.

Now he wanted to let go more than anyone else, but the boy didn't seem to have much exaggerated muscles, but he could hold his hand firmly.

"Teacher... please let him go."

Zhao Yunchuan speaks very coldly, and because of this he is often misunderstood.

The words spoken now also sound very stiff.

At least... the grade director felt stiff.

This kid did something bad and still wants to beat him up and make excuses!

In No. 3 Middle School, you can not study well, but you must not have bad moral character.

Zhao Yunchuan usually doesn't care about being a clique of school bullies, but now he even does things like robbing his classmates of money!

The grade director became more and more angry as he thought about it, and walked closer and closer. The textbook he was holding was rolled up into a ball, and he slapped Zhao Yunchuan hard on the shoulder.

At the same time, the young man who had been exerting force in secret finally let go of his hand. Zhao Yunchuan's body fell two steps backward due to inertia and stopped weakly.

It looked like he was unsteady on his feet by the grade director's move and was forced to let go of Jiang Ling's hand.

"Zhao Yunzhuan!"

The grade dean called his name viciously.

"hiss--"

The boy next to him took a small breath and shrank.

The grade director then suppressed his anger, put on what he thought was a gentle expression, and comforted Jiang Ling: "Don't be afraid, classmate, the teacher is here."

Seeing that the boy's body was still shaking a little and his head was lowered and he was unwilling to raise it, the grade director took the initiative to ask his class.

"What year and shift are you in?"

"Grade 1...Class 1."

The boy's voice was trembling more than his body,

The grade director first glared at Zhao Yunchuan, then softened his tone and said to Jiang Ling——

"Okay, do you have a parent to pick you up? Do you need help from the teacher to contact the parents? Go home and rest first."

"I have a parent to pick me up...Thank you, thank you teacher for your concern."

"Okay, then you go home first. Don't worry, the teacher will definitely seek justice for you for what happened today!"

Seeing a kid like Jiang Ling who had just entered high school, the grade director's desire to protect him became even stronger.

"Okay, thank you teacher, then I'm leaving..."

The young man seemed to be almost unable to stand, and stumbled to the side. Fortunately, there was a wall blocking him from falling.

But also because he hit the wall, his eyes were slightly red, and his tone was slightly hoarse like crying.

Jiang Ling took two steps forward, then looked back. When he saw Zhao Yunchuan, his body seemed to be frightened and trembled even more as an instinctive reaction.

"Teacher, then I'll... leave first."

Zhao Yunchuan: "..."

Crying fart, who will seek justice for him?

Shaking so hard and shaking so well...why doesn't he learn to dance?

If Zhao Yun Chuan still doesn't know what Jiang Ling is doing now, it would be an exaggeration.

This Jiang Ling... obviously wanted to frame him in front of the teacher to steal money from his classmates.

"You! You're still glaring at my classmates! Come on, come to the office with me!"

The grade director saw Zhao Yunchuan glare at Jiang Ling and hit him with the balled up book in his hand.

Zhao Yunchuan: "..."

No, from which eye did the grade director see him glaring at Jiang Ling?

—

Zhao Yunchuan has done countless "bad things" over the years since he was a child.

It was common for his parents to be invited to school for tea.

But it was rare for him to be called to the office and scolded by his teacher even though he had done nothing.

Or rather...never.

"Teacher, let me say it again, I really did not push Jiang Ling, nor did I pinch him or try to steal his money... He directed and acted all by himself."

"Zhao Yunchuan! Do you think I'm blind?"

The grade director's lips were almost worn out.

Although this Zhao Yunchuan is usually the focus of attention in the school, he is one of the few students in No. 3 Middle School who can get along with the "problem boy".

But actually I have never done anything particularly bad.

But today I did something as bad as stealing money from my classmates, and yet I still refused to admit it!

All the grade director's words are useless.

On the contrary, he became more and more angry.

"Teacher...what you see...sometimes what you see is not necessarily what you believe. What you see is just your one-sided perspective..." As expected of a student of No. 3 Middle School, he can even do it when being scolded by the teacher. Make a philosophical statement.

The grade director was relieved at first, then realized what he was thinking and shook his head hard.

"Zhao Yunchuan! I can clearly see what you did! Do you have to admit it if I go to adjust the monitoring!"

When it comes to monitoring Zhao Yun Chuan, he feels even more aggrieved.

Didn’t Jiangling just enter high school?

How come he is more familiar with the topography and architecture of the school than he, a senior who has been in No. 3 Middle School for three years?

At first he didn't think much about it.

The boy took the initiative to walk over to the spot where he and Jiang Ling were standing.

Zhao Yunchuan thought he just found a random corner.

But looking at it now... it's not the case at all. Maybe it was premeditated.

Because although this place is not a blind spot for surveillance, the viewing angle is indeed limited and only the blocked part can be seen.

"Look! You don't even dare to adjust the monitoring... and you dare to speak arrogantly... Zhao Yunchuan, you let me down, very disappointed!"

The grade director spoke even more enthusiastically, wishing he could jump up and pass the spiral to Zhao Yun.

"You call your parents here now, and I'll see if your problem can be solved... No. 3 Middle School, you don't want to go to it, but there are many classmates who want to go to it."

As the grade director spoke, he skillfully opened the phone and dialed Zhao Yunchuan's parents.

He had just had a phone call with Zhao Yunchuan's parents during the day because he suspected his puppy love.

"Zhao Yunchuan is a parent, right? I am the director of the third grade of high school. Please come to the school now."

The tone on the other end of the phone seemed a little puzzled, "At this time... aren't they out of school? Why is it a little tight..."

"Zhao Yunchuan...he is so exciting after school! Come on!"

—

From just now, Zhao Yunchuan's frowning eyebrows have not widened.

Until he returned home, he was still in a daze.

His parents were called by the grade director, and the four of them came directly for a "four-party meeting."

After much discussion, the grade director remained stubborn, and Zhao Yunchuan could not understand the motivation and significance of Jiang Linghui's actions.

In the end... not only was he punished, but he was even asked to write a five- to six-thousand-word self-criticism.

Don't be too ridiculous.

Does he have any grudge against Jiang Ling, his junior?

The only interaction he had with him was...wait.

Isn't it just because of Wen Yao?

—

Zhao Yunchuan was miserable.

But the rabbit demon used the sleep-aid health care product given to her by the fragment. Not only did she fall asleep early that day, but her sleep quality was also very high.

She didn't have any dreams, let alone dreams about Shen Ci.

I woke up really refreshed.

"Yao Yao, get up, brush your teeth and have breakfast -"

Mother Wen's voice could be heard faintly outside the door.

It’s time to go to school again.

It's not easy being human.

Being a human being in high school... seems even more difficult.

Fortunately, the rabbit demon slept well last night. She simply lifted the quilt and prepared to get up and start a new day.

—

Today's morning reading was followed by morning self-study, and the teacher was very strict about it.

In class, the rabbit demon has never dared to interact too much with the boy for fear of being discovered by the teacher.

until--

The friendly bell rang.

The rabbit demon finally couldn't hold it in anymore and gently tugged on the boy's school uniform next door.

"My deskmate...that sleeping supplement you gave me is really useful!!!"

The girl was so excited that she almost slammed the table.

Jiang Ling could imagine... She must still want to stamp her feet at the same time.

"My uncle and aunt's company is very good at research and development. I think this product will definitely sell very well!"

The rabbit demon nodded crazily, and the boy next to her looked at her with a smile, "What? You have used it, and it works?"

"The effect is very good!"

It's rare to sleep so well in this small world, and the rabbit demon is so happy.

"That's good……"

The young man showed a relaxed smile.

He didn't seem to have finished speaking, but Zhang Xiaotian suddenly appeared from the side.

"Wen Yao, do you want to go to the bathroom?"

In student days, the bathroom seems to be a social place as well.

Many times, people go to the bathroom together not entirely because they want to go to the bathroom, but because they want to chat.

Zhang Xiaotian is now.

"Hey, Wen Yao! Guess what I saw after school last night! It was quite explosive!"

Zhang Xiaotian's expression was so exaggerated that the rabbit demon suddenly became curious and asked her what she wanted -

"What do you see?"

Zhang Xiaotian shook his head silently at first, and then spoke, "I think it's amazing to say it..."

"I saw your new classmate Jiang Ling after school yesterday!"

Zhang Xiaotian didn't show off.

"Wen Yao, do you know about Zhao Yunchuan?"

Zhao Yunchuan was a well-known "bad boy" in No. 3 Middle School. He was often involved in fights and many classmates were afraid of him.

But her good friend is so good, especially after coming back this semester.

It feels like her kind and soft character exudes from the inside out... I really don't necessarily know Zhao Yunchuan.

He is quite principled and would not really do anything to bully the weak.

"I know!"

The rabbit demon first thought of Zhao Yunchuan who helped her go back to get something in her dream, and her tone was a little excited.

"Oh, that's incredible! Last night Zhao Yunchuan pressed your deskmate against the wall and seemed to have pinched him."

Zhang Xiaotian was still a little frightened when she recalled the scene she saw.

"Why did he do this?"

When the rabbit demon heard that the fragment was treated like this, his expression turned cold subconsciously.

But... Zhao Yunchuan in the dream is really great.

Wen Yao didn't want to speculate on him with bad things.

"I heard this clearly! It's just to ask for money. Don't tell me. Your deskmate Jiang Ling's face... does look like a rich young master."

When mentioning the reason, Zhang Xiaotian's tone became even more excited.

"What then?"

Wen Yao was a little anxious this time.

The fragment... there was nothing unusual about it just now.

"Later? In fact, I happened to see Zhao Yunchuan bullying Jiang Ling yesterday, so I went to find the director of the third grade of high school, and he brought Zhao Yunchuan to the office."

"Where's Jiangling?"

No matter how good Zhao Yunzhuan is in the dream, the rabbit demon is still most concerned about the situation of the fragments.

"Jiang Ling is back home. I saw that he was not in good condition when he left. Today at least he seems to be fine... I admire his mental recovery ability..."

Zhang Xiaotian suddenly paused as he spoke.