Who says OA love is not sweet?

Chapter 14

Going to bed early yesterday, Jiao Shu was tired of going to morning reading class on time.

There were still ten minutes before the morning reading class, and Ye Jingcheng was already making up his homework while having breakfast.Ye Jingcheng had just finished copying an English homework when Jiao Shu was tired of hanging his bag on the seat. When he looked up and saw him, he thought he had run into a ghost:

"Father Jiao, is it appropriate for you to come so early for your morning reading class?"

Jiao Shuyan sat down lazily: "What's inappropriate?"

After finishing speaking, he opened the catalog of Chinese documents and said seriously: "Today is a good time to study."

He can guarantee that this language document has not been turned over a few times since it came into his hands, let alone notes, and there are not even a few fingerprints.Seeing that there are more than two months left before the college entrance examination, if I don't turn it over twice, I won't have a chance to turn it over.

How much to give some face.

"Which poems are you going to write silently this morning?" He Feiran asked.

Ye Jingcheng is a purebred scumbag and doesn't care about this at all.He poked Xu Mingjia in the front row with his pen cap, and threw the question over: "Which poems are you writing silently this morning?"

"All poems from page 39 to 70." Xu Mingjia said while having breakfast.He glanced at Jiao Shuyan, a little puzzled: "Why hasn't the squad leader come yet?"

This seems counterintuitive.In the past, the monitor should have started collecting homework at this point.

"He won't be able to read it early." Jiao Shuyan said while flipping through the book, with a very natural tone.

However, the two people who were having breakfast listened, looked at each other, and then silently put down their breakfast.

I always feel... something is wrong.

So weird.

"Then what..." Ye Jingcheng hesitated to speak, but couldn't help asking gossip, "Father Jiao, I heard that you beat up a canteen worker yesterday?"

"Ah."

Ye Jingcheng said, "I heard that that person wants to incite the school's senior management to punish you."

Jiao Shuyan put down the Chinese document: "Did the higher-ups instigate him?"

"Hmm..." Ye Jingcheng didn't seem to have any memories of this part in his mind, "I don't think so..."

"Oh. I thought my mother's teaching building didn't donate enough."

"..."

"..."

What arrogant language.

"Oh, that's right." Jiao Shuyan stood up suddenly, and clapped her hands towards the whole class, "The class monitor asked for leave from the morning reading class today, and all your homework will be handed over to me. I am the acting class monitor now."

I don't know if it's because the "acting squad leader" and Jiao Shuyan really don't get along, the whole class is laughing.The Korean in front and his tablemate laughed especially abnormally:

"What did Jiao Shen do to the squad leader last night? He co-authored and even dared to usurp the throne?"

"Blindly messing around with conspiracy theories! Jiao Shen just wants to experience the joy of being a squad leader."

Jiao Shuyan told them to shut up: "If you two continue to quarrel, I'll make someone stand in front of the blackboard for morning reading. If it doesn't work, go stand at the blackboard in the next class."

"That's a good relationship." Han Wen said, "The class next door is a liberal arts class, and there are many beauties."

Jiao Shu said angrily, "I'm talking about Class Six."

Class Six is ​​a class composed of a group of students with special sports skills, a group of tendons.The two of them felt that it was not right after hearing this, so they calmed down a little.

It was probably because Jiao Shuyan didn't seem like a good person for studying. The students in the class were not afraid of him, and they still chattered.

Jiao Shuyan didn't bother to yell a second time, and hastily put away the homework.

He didn't bother to care about the dozen or so who were making up their homework.After coming and going, the bell rang for the morning reading class.

It wasn't until the last ringing of the bell gradually died down that He Feiran stepped into the classroom.

The whole class fell silent.

A ray of light in the morning shrouded his hair and broad shoulders, gilding him with a thin layer of gold.Because of a pair of single eyelids, a flat nose bridge and thin and slightly curved lips, He Feiran showed a sense of abstinence from the world when he was expressionless.

A girl whispered: "Is the monitor a little too good-looking?"

"Like a cosplay male Bodhisattva of a cross-dressing blogger." Another girl said.

"Morning reading." Walking past them, He Feiran instructed lightly.

Everyone quickly grabbed the Chinese documents and began to recite.He Feiran walked up to Jiao Shuyan and glanced at him.

"Are you all rested?"

Jiao Shuyan didn't realize that he was able to come to the morning reading class, which was a bit strange.

"Thanks to you. I had a good rest. Leave all the homework to me." He Feiran said a little tiredly.

Ye Jingcheng's ears were pricked up when he heard it.

have legs.There must be a leg.

Too leggy!

It may be because Jiao Shuyan hasn't taken the initiative to review Chinese for a long time. After the dictation results came out, even though he wrote nearly 80 words wrong, he thought it was not bad.

After all, the ten poems add up to nearly 800 characters.His accuracy rate is already very high.

In order to find someone to confirm his idea, he showed his dictation book to He Feiran in front of him.

"Look, has my dictation improved?"

He Feiran glanced briefly, and then said:

"Well. At least it's not written as a propositional composition."

"You have to be more careful." The corner of Jiao Shuyan's mouth rose when he was praised, "When I pass the Chinese test one day, the first place in your grade will be mine."

After all, he basically got full marks in other subjects.

There was a 10-minute break after the morning reading class, and He Feiran wanted to catch up on sleep.Facing Jiao Shuyan's provocation, he simply responded:

"Then I have something to wait for."

Just six words, not very harmful, but extremely insulting.

Jiao Shu laughed angrily.After laughing, he skipped the first Chinese class.

It's not that I don't intend to study hard.It's just that he feels that the subject of Chinese cannot be improved in a short period of time by simply sitting in class.It depends on the usual accumulation.

As for whether to accumulate or not, it depends on his mood.

During the morning reading class just now, he received a text message from a stranger, anonymously.Text message to ask him to meet in the alley behind the playground.

Jiao Shuyan often receives this kind of text messages that don't report his family. He didn't pay much attention to it at first, until the other party sent another sentence:

"I want to talk to you about He Feiran's story."

This news directly made him laugh.Except for He Feiran's parents, Jiao Shuyan felt that no one in this world was worthy to talk to him about He Feiran.

Jiao Shuyan guessed who this person was without much effort.

Spiced crayfish, referred to as "five small".

Jiao Shu hated to name him.

When he reached the alley, he found that someone was already waiting.This alley is relatively remote and backlit, so few people usually come here, so it is suitable for some school bullies and gangsters to have a date.

To be honest, in Jiao Shuyan's memory, he visited here quite a few times.He even remembered the many bricks on the wall that he had cracked.

It's really not wise for this person to make an appointment here.

"You're here." Su Ho pinched out his cigarette, and walked towards Jiao Shuyan.

There were still obvious bruises on his face, and upon closer inspection, his forehead was also purple, and half of his face was even swollen, making him look a bit sad.Maybe the work clothes were heavily stained with oil and couldn't be washed clean. He was wearing casual clothes today.

He is becoming less and less a good person.

"I thought you wouldn't come. It seems that you are indeed interested in He Feiran's past." Suho said.

"You're wrong fifth, I'm not interested in He Feiran's past."

Jiao Shuyan picked a clean place to sit down: "I'm interested in your future."

"After all, I am very curious about whether a person who lives in the past has a future."

He obviously noticed that after saying these words, the other party's complexion became very bad.

Worse than a plate of lobster in the face last night.

Su Ho said: "Seeing that you are an inexperienced student, I didn't intend to do anything to you."

Jiao Shu smiled tiredly: "Don't, you can take me whatever you want. I'll just say one more 'no' and I'll die here today."

Su Ho's eyes tightened a little: "You said it."

He was carrying a knife.

Jiao Shuyan sat on the rock with his heels touching the ground, showing a very relaxed state:

"I remember that He Cheng is a very serious person. May I ask how he is so blind in choosing a mate?"

He Cheng's occupation, family background, education, conversation, etc. are far different from this person in front of him.The two don't seem like people whose three views are very compatible.

"Why do you think He Cheng saved He Feiran? Then you guess why He Cheng died." Su Ho said suddenly.

"Do you think it's all a coincidence?"

Jiao Shuyan shrugged: "Isn't it?"

Before the incident happened, He Feiran didn't know He Cheng at all, and He Cheng didn't know He Feiran either.They were just strangers with the same last name.

"It's not that simple. He Feiran can hide it from you, but he can't hide it from me."

Soho said.

Jiao Shu gave him a tired look.

Originally, he still had a little sympathy for Su Ho's experience, but now he really wanted to tell him: if you are sick, you should be treated.If He Cheng Zai Tian You Ling knew that this guy used his own death as a conspiracy theory, he would probably be pissed off.

Jiao Shuyan raised her eyes, and said lightly, "Let me advise you, forget about him."

The life of the dead has stopped, but the living will continue to live.

Unexpectedly, Su Ho grabbed Jiao Shuyan by the collar like crazy, and threw him against the wall.A beast-like anger burst out from his scarlet eye sockets, as if it wanted to tear Jiao Shuyan apart.

He said, "Don't you fucking dream."

Jiao Shuyan saw the glare of the knife in his hand reflected in the sun.

He hadn't had time to say anything.

A powerful force caused Su Ho to fly out even with a knife.

He Feiran has never been so expressionless like today.With deep eyes, he looked down at Su Ho from a high position, and said in a cold and indifferent voice:

"Your hands are dirty, don't touch him."

His voice was very calm, but it played a full deterrent effect. Su Ho limped away after cursing.

"Amazing my monitor."

Seeing Su Ho running away, Jiao Shuyan whistled and said very embarrassingly.Although he was smashed a bit, nothing happened. He even kept his hand in the pocket of his school uniform and didn't take it out.

He Feiran's gaze paused: "Are you injured?"

Jiao Shuyan: "I've always been beaten. It's you, do you know how effective your words just now are?"

Seeing that he was fine, He Feiran felt relieved, and asked with a smile, "How fierce is it?"

Jiao Shu snuggled into his ear, jokingly said:

"It was so fierce that I almost even thought about Safeword tonight."

The author says:

Jiao Shuyan: I'm still a little skinny :)

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