When he walked out of the office, the sadness on Lin Jixin's face immediately faded away. He frowned. His identity is still a student at the moment, and there are many inconveniences in doing things. Fortunately, it is not far from that time. As long as there is no accident, the problem can be solved later.

When I returned to the classroom, of course, I was inevitably harassed by Sun Xueqiang because of "retreatment".

Because the scene of the incident is not far from the school, before class starts in the afternoon, the robbery before the bank has been circulating in the school, and there are many students in the class who love to show off and tell the whole robbery process vividly as if they were witnessing it. But no one would have thought that the protagonist of the incident was sitting in the corner of the classroom where no one paid attention to, lying listlessly on the shabby single desk.

After all, the robbery incident is too far from the life of students. By the time of school, it has become dull after intense attention. Unless there is a new topic of discussion, it will not be mentioned again.

Seeing the students rushing out of the classroom with excitement within one minute after school announcement, Lin Jixin lazily lifted up the schoolbag at his feet.

"Go away, 'Star Lan' is coming to a new game, it's too late and there is no place to go." Sun Xueqiang rushed to his eyes in a hurry.

"Xinglan Xinkong" is a large game hall near the school and is one of the favorite leisure places for these students.

Lin Jixin was not interested in participating in such an event, so he shook his head calmly: "I won't go."

"What's wrong with you today?" Sun Xueqiang stared at him strangely, "What's wrong?"

He immediately realized that this was caused by a mutation of habits. It didn't matter. He thought about it. Since it didn't matter, it would be fine to relive the school life. So he changed his mind and smiled: "No! Okay, I'll go with you."

Sun Xueqiang immediately smiled, threw all the questions just now behind, and kept urging: "Go, go, go..."

"Xinglan Xinkong" is only one street from the school, and you will be there after a turn.

Looking at the game hall from afar, Sun Xueqiang suddenly changed his face and stopped: "Forget it."

Lin Jixin looked up and saw several students wearing school uniforms in other schools walking into "Star Lan Xinkong".

Sun Xueqiang said and turned his head: "Let's go to somewhere else to play."

Just turned around and a few classmates who looked familiar came over.

"You guys come too!"

"Let's go, let's go together!"

"Look at my new tricks later."...

These people came forward to say hello at will, and at the same time they were so enthusiastic that they pushed and pulled them to the game hall.

Sun Xueqiang was still hesitating on his face, and the person had been dragged in.

When I entered the door, I heard the exaggerated sounds made by various games. The students who were so enthusiastic just now suddenly had their eyes glowing, and they scattered without saying hello. However, Sun Xueqiang was still indifferent to his interest, and his eyes always looked at a corner of the hall.

Lin Jixin looked over with his eyes. A large group of 16 or 17-year-old students stood in front of several game consoles over there, wearing the uniforms of other schools before.

At this time, one of the cute girls suddenly looked up and saw them. To be precise, it should have been because of Sun Xueqiang's face that immediately became unnatural. He quickly lowered his head and said something to the slightly thin male student beside him.

The boy's eyes immediately turned around, and then he picked up the girl's face and kissed her heavily, and looked at Sun Xueqiang with a sneer.

Sun Xueqiang's face suddenly turned red, and he roared and rushed towards the group of people.

A flash of memory cut through the fog in Lin Jixin's brain like lightning. He remembered that Sun Xueqiang was forced to transfer to school this year. It is said that it was because a girl had a conflict with a student from another school and accidentally injured someone.

It seems that it is the thing in front of you!

At that time, the whole school was talking, and Lin Jixin listened to the whole incident.

It turned out that although Sun Xueqiang was injured at that time, the other party was only slightly injured. However, the injured student came from the aristocratic school "Yuntai Private Middle School". He had a deep background and had no choice but to transfer to another place.

The students in front of me are from "Yuntai Private Middle School". I heard that their school uniforms were designed by well-known masters, no wonder the style is gorgeous.

While he changed his mind, the conflict had already occurred violently.

Sun Xueqiang kicked the boy with a scream from the group of girls, and then was led down by the boy with his backhand, and then got up. Several male students who were struggling to stumble around the two of them. They were entangled. Sun Xueqiang, who was pulled by many people, punched him several times, but he couldn't even touch the other party's hair.

After hitting a few more secret punches, Sun Xueqiang suddenly let out a strange scream, broke free from the crowd, and in a scream, he took out a sharp fruit knife from his schoolbag that fell to the ground.

He was red eyes and was about to chase the boy who was frightened and retreated when one hand suddenly grabbed his wrist.

He struggled subconsciously, but he was turned around with force. At the same time, a familiar voice sounded in his ears: "It's me!"

He woke up a little, looked up and saw that it was Lin Jixin who grabbed him tightly.

"Give me the knife."

Seeing that he was still hesitating, Lin Jixin emphasized and said word by word: "Give me the knife!"

At the same time, Lin Jixin reached out and used some force to finally snatch the knife from Sun Xueqiang's hand.

Fighting is a fight. Once the knife is used, the nature will completely change. No wonder Sun Xueqiang had to drop out of school sadly at the beginning. No matter what, they were still in love. This time, he naturally couldn't watch Sun Xueqiang jump into the fire pit.

He stuffed the knife into his bag casually, and Lin Jixin shouted in his ear with a calm voice: "Do you know what you are doing? Do you know what the consequences are? Look at that woman!"

Opposite, the girl Sun Xueqiang liked was holding a tissue to wipe the boy's mouth with a red and swollen face, full of regret and nervousness, and he ignored Sun Xueqiang at all. Even if his attention occasionally turned around, there was only resentment in his eyes.

"Sobert!" Lin Jixin reached out and held Sun Xueqiang's neck and yelled in his ear, "Look at her, is it worth it?"

The urge to draw the sword angrily passed, and with his hard work to persuade him, Sun Xueqiang's tense muscles began to slowly relax and he was pulled out.

"I want to run away?" Someone stopped obediently. The boy who was kicked by Sun Xueqiang stood up, and the students surrounded him.

"I'll do it." Low said in Sun Xueqiang's ear, let go of his hand, Lin Jixin turned around and looked at the boy who had his hair combed up diagonally, and said lightly: "What do you want?"

"Not really," the boy smiled, "Just settle it clearly."

It is indeed rare to adjust your emotions so quickly. From this point of view, Sun Xueqiang is indeed more than one step away from others. No wonder he ends up in a dirt.

Lin Jixin became a little interested and looked at him: "You said."

"My clothes," the boy pointed to his chest. The first button of the shirt inside was pulled off at some point, and a small mouth was torn into the collar. "Should you compensate me?"

"How much?" Sun Xueqiang stole half of his body and said in a buzzing voice.

Squinted his eyes, Hong Xiuting smiled proudly.

He was born in a powerful family with many members. Although he was consistent with the outside world, internal conflicts were indispensable. Under the surface of being harmonious, in order to compete for the limited resources of the family, he was mostly intrigue and intrigue. Growing up in this environment, he learned to use some skills that ordinary students could not access.

These little tricks may seem a bit naive to adults, but they are always good for their peers, just like now.

Hong Xiuting glanced at the cheap street stalls in front of the two people, and the old schoolbags on their backs behind them: "I'm wearing Max's casual shirt, the original price is 3,300,000. This is the second time I wear it. You're cheaper, 3,000."

Touching the button he had just pulled off in his palm, he paused and continued to smile calmly, as if he was looking at the prey falling into a trap: "If you don't believe it, you can go to the store to see it."

Sun Xueqiang's face turned red. After struggling for a while, he suddenly felt like he remembered something and shouted excitedly: "Then how do you calculate the matter of hurting me?"

Hong Xiuting didn't raise his eyelids: "I'll see a doctor for five hundred years."

You can do not need medicine for this kind of skin trauma, let alone see a doctor. Under normal circumstances, giving 500 is definitely more than enough.

Seeing that Sun Xueqiang was blocked so much that he couldn't speak, he continued, "Look, I'm a very reasonable person. I can't pursue the matter without pursuing it, and I have to pay for my clothes."

He just saw that several thousand yuan is definitely a "huge sum" than a poor student like Sun Xueqiang. If you keep an eye on this, you can control it as much as you want.

Looking at the "opponent" who was forced into a dead corner of humanity, he finally couldn't help but show his pride.

In fact, he felt that way about the girls around him. Although he was pretty, in this "noble school", he was born in an ordinary and looked good. He dreamed of climbing up a high school and picked up girls everywhere. He originally wanted to play, but Sun Xueqiang's hatred gaze aroused his interest, and he deliberately aroused Sun Xueqiang to come over, just to beat him up and then step on it.

This kind of control over everything is the feeling of a person above all else.

As he was proud, a voice suddenly sounded: "The medical expenses are 500 yuan, what about mental losses?"

Hong Xiuting frowned and turned his gaze, and saw Lin Jixin with a calm face. He vaguely remembered that the person in front of him seemed to have a calm expression from beginning to end.

This made him very upset. He hoped to see his opponent had no way to escape, panic, cold, calm, and similar to provocation.

"Add five hundred!" He snorted and said nothing more. Anyway, he had expected that Sun Xueqiang would not be able to produce five hundred less.

"That's all?"

Hong Xiuting suddenly understood that the other party was going to get entangled with medical expenses, so that he would ignore the money on his shirt.

You know, he learned a lot of methods in his daily struggles, but the users are all people with identities and are willing to accept defeat. This time he met an opponent who was shameless and cheated, and for a moment, he really couldn't think of a solution.

This made him extremely angry: "One thousand! How much do you want? This little injury is with me. If it were me, it would be too late to be happy!"
Chapter completed!