MTL - Bye Bye-Chapter 12

Ziobai was a senior high school student before Jinman, and the knowledge in the textbooks was all in his mind, and he was still warming up. He didn't need to spend time reviewing, he just wanted to be a hypocritical and ostentatious disgusting thing in front of Young Master Shen every day as much as possible, and observe by the way. The other party's reaction will do.

Young Master Shen's clothes are simple, the school uniform is enough, and the sneakers on his feet are not big-name, and he can't tell from anywhere that he is a child of a rich family. This may be influenced by his mother, and his life is quite simple. He is a very A taciturn, and out-of-group academic bully, there is no one around him except Liang Dong.

Zibazania had been in class for a week, but she didn't hear a word from Shen Er'an.

Until more than half a month later, Zibai went to the office to find the teacher after school...

"No, it doesn't matter." At the corner, the boy whispered to the girl who knocked down his sketchbook and kept apologizing to him. He still wanted to say something, but it seemed that he was struggling, and his tongue seemed disobedient.

The finger bones of the boy holding the sketchbook turned white and blue. He lowered his head, and his tall and thin figure stood under the shadow of the tree, giving people an unspeakable embarrassment and innocence.

Zizania took half a step back and hid in the corner, and tapped the ground with his toes. In the later stage of "Broken Wings", Li Jue was too cheap, sinking and too scumbag, there was no crematorium, and a large number of fans who controlled the protagonist couldn't stand it and asked for a change of attack. Two boys and three or boys and four boys and five boys and six are in the top position. The author insisted on not changing the settings even after being besieged on Weibo.

Probably because compared with the main storyline, the juvenile chapter is not **** enough, and Zibazania doesn't remember many details.

It turned out that Young Master Shen stuttered a bit when he was young. That's why he rarely speaks.

Zizania continued to wait and see.

The girl stuck out her tongue and trotted away, her ponytail swinging in a lively and lovely arc. She didn't know that the boy she had a crush on also had a crush on her, and her name was written on a sincere heart.

The most common thing in this world is that there is no relationship.

Seeing that Shen Er'an had stood there for a while and then went downstairs, Ziobai didn't go to the teacher anymore, and followed in a hurry.

Shen Er'an didn't live in the old house, and he didn't live with Shen. He rented a house not far from the school and spent three years in high school. The house is still shared with a student of the same grade, and the student of the same grade dropped out of school due to personal reasons. As soon as the rental advertisement was posted, Jiaobai, who had been waiting for an opportunity, moved over there immediately.

Ziababa asked for leave in the morning to move, and now he and Shen Er'an are roommates.

When school is over, the warm golden afterglow of the setting sun dances on the boys. Jiaobai rode a bicycle slowly behind Shen Er'an, and entered the community together with him, left the car at the 27th building, went upstairs, and stopped at the 11th floor, at the gate of 1101.

Zizania is looking forward to the change in the calm expression.

Unexpectedly, Shen Er'an didn't show obvious emotional ups and downs. He took the key to open the door and walked towards his bedroom. It seemed that to him, it didn't matter who his roommate was.

"It's boring." Zibai bent down and took off his shoes, threw his schoolbag into the living room, and went to the kitchen to cook dinner.

The door of Shen Ernan's room was always closed, and he never came out after entering.

Ziao Bai felt that Shen Er'an in this period was like an insecure little animal, shrunk in its own shell, afraid of light and afraid of life.

It's so cute, I want to snore a few times in my arms.

Zibai just thought about it, he didn't dare to snore, he accidentally learned something a few days ago - Shen Er'an had beaten someone at school.

The date was the old lady's birthday, and the cause was that the paper dragonfly in his desk pocket was dismembered by a hanging boy, and he and his accomplices taunted him for putting on a show.

Students who are too good in study and appearance and have not shown their swords are likely to attract the jealousy and oppression of others.

Shen Er'an, who is usually so quiet, must be shocked and horrified when he erupts.

That time, Jiaobai was sitting in the back seat of the car and witnessed Shen Ji receiving a call from the teacher. He smiled coldly and asked the teacher to do whatever he wanted, and when he was done, he threw his phone in a rage.

Shen Ji was angry, probably because the teacher described that Shen Er'an was covered in blood, fell to the ground holding a broken paper dragonfly and whispered to his mother. That woman is the source of Shen Ji's hatred and the ugliest stroke in his life.

After a school fight, Shen Er'an went to school as usual with injuries, but the boy who was beaten to death by him and his accomplice's parents did not come to school to make trouble.

The rumor that Shen Eran was the illegitimate son of a wealthy family arose because of this, but it didn't spread very well. Liang Dong's role as a dog's leg and minion was not just a show.

Zaobai's thoughts came back, he was waiting to go to school with Shen Er'an tomorrow morning, but when he got up in the morning, Shen Er'an had already left.

It is also difficult to communicate after school.

Usually Zia Bai waited for Liang, Mama, and Dong to leave before he could get close to Shen Er'an. He said ten words, but Shen Er'an couldn't make a sound.

Fortunately, the relationship between their roommates is not harmonious, but they are not rigid either. They live under the same roof, each with their own space, which is barely harmonious.

Ziobai sometimes complains to Zhang Zhen about his roommate.

Zhang Zhen is a man who doesn't take jokes. He reasoned with Ziabab that peace is the most important thing in everything. If there is any conflict, sit down and talk about it. Don't do anything. If you do, you won't suffer.

increasingly paternalized.

Ziobai hoped that Zhang Zhen would complain about his third brother so that he could analyze it.

As for Qi Yiliao, maybe only Lao Gen is real. Ziabab intends to wait for his rank to improve a lot before confronting him.

The temperature dropped as soon as it dropped, and the autumn wind was so fierce that it made people's skulls hurt. In the math class, the teacher wrote a few questions with chalk and asked people to do it. Water bamboo was among them, and he was assigned the final question.

Jiao Bai rubbed his face and walked towards the podium. Based on the academic performance of the original owner, Wang Chuqiu, if he was originally from Class 7, then now is the face-slapping session.

But the original owner studied in the middle school in the town before coming to Nancheng, and stayed in the circle for the next two years from the 17th to the 19th. Ziobac can have a new identity and appear here, all because he used the golden finger to spend money to find a meeting. The person in charge handles it for him.

Twenty million, don't spend too much.

Zizania is partial, English is not very good, and mathematics is relatively good. He wrote a few steps with chalk, his eyes rolled, he erased them all, and re-wrote.

"Then why isn't the fried meat coming down?" Liang Dong shook his legs and smiled contemptuously, "I'm writing nonsense, shit."

Shen Eram solved the calculation on the manuscript paper.

"He's still writing," Liang Dong said awkwardly, "he must at least use all the formulas in the meeting, but he is so awesome."

Jiao Bai's female deskmate turned her head and kicked Liang Dong: "You are so annoying."

"Is it interesting to give people nicknames?" She snorted, "I think you are just envious of my Zizania."

Fuck, this is all my house? Is that **** so popular? Liang Dong was about to change his face, Shen Ernan kicked him, his eyes fell on the blackboard.

When Ziao Bai patted the chalk off his hand, he found that Shen Er'an was watching his problem-solving steps.

He deliberately erased the conventional solution and replaced it with a complicated and interesting one.

No, it's forced to pretend.

After Zibai sat down, the female tablemate leaned over and admired, "Baibai, you are so amazing."

Ziobac's nickname is this. His friends used to call him that, and he was very happy to be called that when he came here: "You know I got it right?"

"I don't know." The female deskmate shook her head, "But you have written so much, it looks very compelling."

Zizania: "..."

Not only did the solution of that question of bamboo shoots be correct, but it was also solved beautifully. The teacher boasted that from this moment on, the new student was his cub.

Ziobai gained fame and popularity with one question, and the number of people who asked him for WeChat also increased significantly. But Zibazania couldn't be happy.

Because he hasn't broken through Shen's firewall yet.

One night at the end of the month, it was almost eleven o'clock, and Ziobac was writing papers while soaking his feet, when there was noise from downstairs, he casually stepped on his slippers and went to the window to look.

Knowing the situation outside, Zibai sat back and continued soaking his feet to do the questions, and took the time to reply Zhang Zhen a message: Sister, there was a fire on the sixth floor of my place, I was on the eleventh floor, and I haven't finished the paper yet. Then followed by a somewhat panicked expression.

In fact, there is no wind tonight, and it should be fine if the floors are not next to each other.

Zhang Zhen sent a voice.

Ziobai was a little surprised, this was the first time Zhang Zhen spoke to him, so he clicked on it.

The man does not know where, the background is slightly chaotic, he is like a brother, his tone is calm and reassuring: "The fire happened in the same building, so don't be careless. You open the door and take a look at the corridor. If there is no smoke or the smoke is very faint, go down quickly. Don't take the elevator and take the stairs, if the smoke is a bit thick, just wet a towel and cover your mouth and nose..."

Ziazan's expression suddenly changed, he smelled the smell of smoke, the wind is coming!

Flag really can not stand.

Jiao Bai took the phone and ran out: "Master Shen?"

There was no movement in Shen Er's room.

"Student Shen?" Jiao Bai changed her address, but still didn't respond.

"It's heavy!"

Jiao Bai waited for a few seconds before kicking the door, he kicked it several times before he opened the door, there was no one inside, Shen Ernan had already gone down the fuck, without reminding him!

Grass.

Fortunately, I am still worried about your safety.

Ziao Bai hurried downstairs with a stinky face, and he saw a paper dragonfly on the stairs on the ninth floor.

Asparagus:? ? ?

Da da da-

A series of footsteps came up from downstairs, and the rhythm was a little chaotic.

Shen Er'an appeared in the corridor from the eighth floor to the ninth floor with a small wooden box in his arms. When he noticed something, he stopped and looked up.

The young man was squatting by the wall, holding the paper dragonfly between his fingers. He patted the wings of the dragonfly twice, blew close to it, and said with a smile, "Little poor, your master left you here. Don't be afraid, brother! I will take you to find him."

Seeing the young man standing up and meeting his gaze, Shen Er'an was stunned, then hid the paper dragonfly behind him in embarrassment, and then took it out calmly.

"What, I didn't step on it."

"If you don't believe me, take a look." Ziobai walked down the stairs and spread the paper dragonfly in front of Shen Er'an, "It's good."

Shen Er'an stretched out his hand to catch the paper dragonfly, and his fingertips touched his palm.

Ziobai held the paper dragonfly and the boy's fingertips slightly, looked into his eyes, and said with a smile, "You haven't thanked me yet, Young Master Shen."