The school bully I raised is blackened

Chapter 23

"You want to coax me even if you lose face?"

"Hmm..." Qiao Beiran wanted to look away uncomfortably, "Whatever, hehe."

Yang Qinzhou didn't allow him to escape, he held his face in both hands, and moved closer: "Who else have you coaxed? Xu Jing?"

If Qiao Beiran really couldn't break free from this kind of "coercion", then he would lose his title of school bully in vain.But looking at Yang Qinzhou's smiling eyes, Qiao Beiran seemed to be under a curse, and only the beauty in front of him was in his heart.

"Don't talk?" Yang Qinzhou pinched Qiao Bei's red-dyed earlobe, exerting a slight force, "Have you ever coaxed Xu Jing?"

"...No, let go!"

Qiao Beiran was in a bit of embarrassment, but his body refused to obey him, and he insisted on meeting people face to face.I was thinking in my heart, "The two men are close together, isn't this crazy?" But his eyes couldn't move away from Yang Qinzhou's face.

Terrible.

Qiao Beiran felt that he should say something, and the villain in his heart scratched his head and clamored. Before he could provide any benign topics, Yang Qinzhou let go and left.

"Xiaozhou, you... what are you doing?" A classmate in the class had already returned with dinner. Passing by the window, he saw two groups poking their heads at the side of the aisle. They hurried in, "Are you fighting?"

"Brother Ran, we Xiaozhou have thin arms and legs, but I really can't resist you doing it again!"

Qiao Beiran stared at the animal-like eyes of a few classmates, and returned to her seat with a long face and no hum.

"No, I fell and he pulled me!"

A few students murmured and believed it, but there was no change in the way they looked at Qiao Beiran.

Animals!

How could Qiao Beiran care about these gazes? He sat on the seat with his chin in a daze, his eyes turned towards Yang Qinzhou from time to time.He felt that the relationship between him and Yang Qinzhou was very strange. To change another word, it would be very out of bounds, but between a man and a man, what else could be out of bounds?

Qiao Beiran was very troubled - no one told him that there is a group in this world who like the same sex.

"What are you thinking, so lost in thought?"

Yang Qinzhou's voice came from above his head, and Qiao Beiran jumped up suddenly, causing the whole class to look over.

"Fuck, are we going to fight again?"

"This time I can prove that it was God Yang who ran over!"

Qiao Beiran blocked the sounds around her, lowered her head and sat back cursing.

Tsk, didn't you chat with Miss Qin just now, and bought potato chips for me, tsk tsk, shameless!

Yang Qinzhou knocked on the table: "Sit inside." He took out the bag of snacks and put it on the ground in the middle of the seat, "I'll come over for evening self-study, and I'll watch you write the letter of repentance."

"...I have a deskmate!" Qiao Beiran's deskmate is a small four-eyed person, and he is very rigid. Sometimes Qiao Beiran wants to chat with him in class. He is always face-to-face. He raised his hand expressionlessly to report to the teacher.

Qiao Beiran doesn't like this kind of complainant, but at this moment, he thinks it's safe to sit with the complainant!

Yang Qinzhou gave Qiao Beiran a glance, and stretched out his slender index finger to point to his original seat: "I have it too."

Qiao Beiran's complainant deskmate was already sitting in Yang Qinzhou's seat, and she was doing it steadily. From time to time, she slightly turned her head to look at Qin Yiai's expression beside her, which was completely different from looking at herself.

The little thing really has two faces. He treats such a peerless handsome guy like watching a labor camp every day; and when he does it with a little beauty, it’s as soft and waxy as marshmallows poured with honey and put on the grill?

"Your deskmate likes my deskmate," Yang Qinzhou sat down on the chair, "Do you want to beat mandarin ducks?"

"..." Qiao Beiran despised Yang Qinzhou's stinky and shameless behavior, "I'm afraid your tablemate is not what you think!"

"Is it important?" Yang Qinzhou rubbed against Qiao Beiran, poked the snack bag, and said softly, "I'm hungry."

Qiao Beiran didn't even know how old he was, so he stopped eating secretly in class, and he always ate openly.Before the evening self-study started, Yang Qinzhou took apart all the snacks, stuffed them into the belly of the table, and picked some buckets and put them between the benches between the two of them, looking very excited.

Qiao Beiran: "..." I'm afraid, I'm afraid I'm really crazy, right?

Yang Qinzhou seemed to hear the other party's voice, and while arranging the tools for the crime, he whispered: "When I was in the second grade, I made it in the front row. I ate spicy noodles, which were very delicious, but I didn't have any extra money to buy them."

Yang Qinzhou glanced sideways at Qiao Beiran, and explained lightly: "I...my mother's life is not very free. All she can do every day is wait for Wei Ming to come to see her. Because of Wei Ming, I was My mother sent me to my hometown because I... my aunt was afraid that I would threaten her son."

Qiao Beiran was stunned for a long time before he understood in such tortuous words. He didn't know what to say for a while, so he nodded blankly and said, "Oh, I'll buy you spicy strips after class, can Gulong brand be okay? "

Yang Qinzhou chuckled lightly, and continued: "When I was young, I asked my mother why she didn't leave Wei Ming. She was very angry and beat me up badly. Later, I was also angry and ran away like others. After about an hour It was about a week before she knew that I was missing from the nanny.

She begged Wei Ming to come and find me together, but Wei Ming didn't dare, and in the end I went to City B by car.I appeared in front of her like a little beggar at that time, and she said she was sorry for me, but that was all she could do.She asked me if the journey was hard, and she said that if I wanted to leave, I would have to suffer like this forever, and I would bring her along. "

Yang Qinzhou tilted his head, looked out of the already dark window over Qiao Beiran, a little lonely, and a little self-deprecating: "I told her at the time that I would earn money to support her in the future, and begged her to stay with me all the time. She told me She made a lot of reasons, but I didn’t listen, and finally she said, as long as I save enough 100 million, she will go with me and be with me forever.”

"..." Qiao Beiran fell silent, not because of Yang Qinzhou's story, but because of the one million...

"I'm still short of 10,000+."

"..." Qiao Beiran didn't want to appear to be so ignorant, so he swallowed the phrase "Damn", took a deep breath and said, "From the bottom of my heart, I want to be friends with you."

"Is it just a friend?" Yang Qinzhou, oh no, Yang Wanwan blinked at Qiao Beiran twice, picked up a potato chip and stuffed it into his mouth, "When I have saved enough money, if she still doesn't want me, I will I don't want her anymore."

Following Yang Qinzhou's example, Qiao Beiran also picked up a potato chip and stuffed it into his mouth. With a wave of his head, he said arrogantly, "I don't want her anymore!"

Thus, the evening self-study passed while the two chewed.Qiao Beiran was ignorant and ignorant, Yang Qinzhou didn't point it out, the two of them seemed to have returned to the previous time, as if that afternoon had never happened.

In a blink of an eye, the mid-term exam is coming soon, and the school's senior high school unified examination, it is cheaper to have a two-week vacation for the first and second grades.In a province like L City, where the college entrance examination is a big problem, most middle and high schools have one day off every week, and a few famous schools that repeat their studies even only have Sunday afternoons, and they have evening self-study every night.

The holidays and the New Year's weekend are almost a big pie from the sky, which makes the whole class eager to move.

The last session on Friday afternoon of Senior Two (Monday) was changed to a self-study class, and the teachers in charge of the class were transferred to a meeting to discuss the matter of the Senior Three Unified Examination.Luo Luo stayed in the class for about ten minutes and left in a hurry.

The leaderless sophomore ([-]) immediately let go of the dragon and twisted their necks one by one to invite friends.

The relationship between Qiao Beiran and the surrounding classmates is so-so, mainly a few girls, and the topic can't be inserted.He glanced at his deskmate who was still struggling on the math test paper, and looked at the chattering of the girls in the front row with his hands clasped.

"Oh, the horoscope is so accurate! You see, I am a Pisces, I just love fantasy..."

"Yeah, I also think my zodiac sign is pretty accurate, anyway, I'm an Aries."

Qiao Beiran also understands what the two little girls said, but he doesn't really believe in such things. A dozen or so constellations are distributed to more than 60 billion people?Then what kind of character bumps into each other!

"Xiao Qiao, do you want to read it too?" Fang Yaruo has long noticed the gaze cast by Qiao Beiran. After getting along with her for a long time, she is no longer afraid of the legendary school bully. "This is a constellation book, what constellation are you?" Yes? Let me help you check your fortune for this week!"

Qiao Beiran thought for a while, since she was idle anyway, she nodded, "I don't know, Feng Zhao told me that I was from the teapot seat."

The two little girls looked at each other the same way, they laughed happily, turned around holding the book, and moved to Qiao Beiran's desk.

It's good to say that school bully is good. You don't need to push books so high on the table, and you can still do tricks in class.

"That's called Aquarius. What month is your birthday? Let me check it for you."

"On February 2," Qiao Beiran said, and added, "Do you know when Yang Qinzhou was born?"

"I know, he was born on September 9st, the first day of school!" The little girl was obviously interested, flipping through the book and forwarding it to Qiao Beiran, "Look, he's a Virgo, he's very feathery, and he's also a clean freak... ..”

Qiao Beiran glanced at ten lines, and suddenly began to believe in the magic power of constellations: "Lend me the book, and return it to you immediately."

After finishing speaking, he ran to the side of Yang Qinzhou's seat with the book secretly poked: "Cub, you see that you are like this, hurry up and get to know yourself correctly!"

Yang Qinzhou rolled his eyelids and said with a sneer, "Your school bully is really a girl at heart—"Love Constellation Collection"?"

"...Don't care about these details," Qiao Beiran muttered while flipping through the book, "Look at your own constellation, how accurate the analysis is!"

Yang Qinzhou finally stopped writing, pulled the book from Qiao Beiran's hand and asked, "What constellation are you?"

"They said it was from a water bottle."

"Oh," Yang Qinzhou glanced lightly, and found that the last column of Virgo was "best matching constellation". He raised his eyelids and glanced at Qiao Beiran, closed the book and said, "This is not allowed."

"Why not?" Qiao Beiran felt that Yang Qinzhou was unwilling to face up to his flaws, so he said with a stiff neck.

"It says that the matching constellation of Virgo is Taurus," Yang Qinzhou looked at Qiao Beiran and clicked his tongue, "So no, it doesn't match at all, it's all fake."

Qiao Beiran was still in a daze, and even tried to persuade Yang Qinzhou to recognize his true nature, but Qin Yi'ai, who was pretending to be writing, couldn't help it, and smiled obscenely and trivially on the table.

"Xiaozhou, it turns out that you said 'soon' yesterday, you were blowing your socks off!!!"

The author has something to say: Yang Qinzhou: If I had 100 million, would you still love me?

Qiao Beiran: You have to have 100 million, I also recognize Virgo!