Chapter 10

"Get out of here, I won't be grateful for your affection!"

Qiao Chen glared at Chuchu violently: "Pretend to be a big deal!"

"It seems that there has not been enough lessons yet. I will teach you how to be a human being today."

After Lu Chuan finished speaking, he went directly over Chuchu, picked up an iron stool at his feet and walked towards Qiao Chen.

The female classmate in the class covered her mouth and screamed, and several boys rushed over and grabbed Lu Chuan.

"Brother Chuan, don't be impulsive!"

“It’s in the classroom!”

Lu Chuanchang's body was not white, and he broke away from the boys' pull in minutes.

He walked towards Qiao Chen with a stool, and Qiao Chen did not dodge or dodge, and was not afraid.

"You have the ability to smash it! Smash it here!"

He pointed to his head: "If you die, you can still be buried with Lu Chuan, it's not a loss!"

Lu Chuan was indeed angry with him, and he held the stool and raised his hand to smash Qiao Chen's head.

The female classmates in the class screamed, turned their heads away, covering their eyes and daring to look.

It was at this moment that a soft palm grabbed Lu Chuan's wrist.

The palms are fleshy, cold and very soft.

He didn't have much strength in his hand, but he was holding him tightly.

"Lu, don't..."

She said intermittently, “Don’t fight.”

Her voice seemed to be like a gust of summer wind passing by Lu Chuan's ears, and his heart suddenly softened and he lost his temper.

He held the stool with his hand and wanted to make a move to smash Qiao Chen's head, but he couldn't hit him with his other hand.

Lu Chuan threw away the stool in a dismay, but then looked at Qiao Chen threateningly and pointed at him: "Let you go today."

After he said that, he held Chuchu's wrist with his backhand and pulled her out of the classroom.

"Who wants you to let go! Who wants you to let go... Bastard!"

Qiao Chen's clamoring voice gradually faded away.

Chuchu was pulled by Lu Chuan and staggered out of the classroom. Behind her, the sound of students clamoring, almost overturning the roof of the classroom.

At the corner of the uninhabited corridor, Lu Chuan held his hands on the guardrail. His excitement had not calmed down. His skin was tense on his face and his eyes were faintly filled with hostility.

“…Don’t be angry.”

Chu Chu whispered to him, and at the same time handed the medicine bottle in her hand to Lu Chuan, and Yang Yang: "Look, it was not broken."

Lu Chuan directly took away the medicine bottle from Chuchu's hand, placed it heavily by the balcony, looked down at her, looked very angry, and asked loudly.

"What are you tolerating him?"

Chuchu looked at his hazel-colored eyes and suddenly lowered her head, her eyes drifting, not knowing how to answer this question.

"Chuchu, why are you tolerating him?"

Lu Chuan suddenly stretched out his hands and grabbed Chuchu's shoulders, with an arrogant expression and an arrogant voice.

"You don't have to tolerate him or be afraid of him. Just like when I was a child, don't be afraid of anyone, I'll support you."

I'll support you.

Chuchu couldn't deny that her heart was about to jump out of her chest at that moment.

9:09

[Expression: Cover your face.

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During class, Chuchu lowered her head to play with her mobile phone. After posting this Weibo post in a thrilling way, she unexpectedly found that she had one more fan. Originally, there were only four zombie fans, but now it has become five.

She clicked on that Weibo, and the avatar was the default, and the name was a string of meaningless garbled codes of weoqdaksdkaj, and there was no Weibo.

It looks like another zombie fan.

Chuchu didn't care.

After class, the class teacher entered the classroom and told everyone an exciting good news that the autumn sports meeting will be held next Monday.

The class was in an instant, cheering and excited.

The students of No. 1 Middle School generally have good grades, so the school attaches great importance to the physical fitness of students. After all, the body is the capital of the revolution. Every sports meeting, all three grades must be participated, and all classes in the school will be suspended without exception.

For senior high school students, it would be too good to be able to suspend classes and hold sports meetings!

The class teacher continued: "At the opening ceremony of the sports meeting, each class needs a flag bearer. Students, please see who will recommend it to represent the image of our Class 2."

"Lu Chuan!"

There was a classmate immediately.

"In the previous two sports meetings, the flag bearers of our class were Lu Chuan."

"Yes, Brother Chuan is going to join us! There is no one else except him in the image spokesperson of our class."

"Brother Dingchuan!"

The classmates unanimously recommended Lu Chuan.

The head teacher looked at Lu Chuan: "Lu Chuan, why not..."

"I won't join in the fun this time."

Lu Chuan leaned against the side of the seat, shook his head, and said slowly: "It's not easy to play if you have a lottery on your face."

Everyone also noticed the bruises on the corners of his mouth.

His injury was obviously caused by fighting with others, and it was indeed not suitable to go on stage to raise the flag.

After saying this, the boys were eager to recommend Qiao Chen, but now they stopped.

The injury on Qiao Chen's face was even more serious, and his nose was bruised and swollen, so he couldn't see it.

"What should I do?"

The two teams had color on their grass faces at the same time, who would raise the flag?

"Why don't the class beauties go to the class."

"I can't do it, I'm short!"

The students were talking a lot and couldn't make a decision.

"I'll mention someone."

Lu Chuan suddenly said, "The girl in the class is the tallest."

Everyone's eyes fell on Chuchu at the same time.

She is the only girl in Class 2 who is over 170.

"Jiu Chu, I don't agree."

The sports committee member immediately stood up to object: "Qiao Chu wore glasses and was a little hunched, and his image was not good."

"Who is said to have a bad image, right?"

Lu Chuan's voice is lazy, but his deterrence is not small.

The Sports Committee quickly fell silent: "No...say I didn't say anything."

Cheng Yuze rolled his eyes. The Sports Committee was indeed a simple-minded guy. He could stand up and object, but he said that he had a bad image. Isn’t this obvious seeking death?

"Qiao Chu is indeed tall."

The head teacher nodded and asked, "Qiao Chu, do you want to be the flag bearer?"

Chu Chu instinctively wanted to refuse, but then she looked up at Lu Chuan. He stared at her with a bright look and there was a sense of encouragement in her eyes.

"I……"

She also wants to become better and become a normal person, not afraid of other people's gazes or dating people.

But can she do it?

As soon as she thinks that she will be exposed to the eyes of all the students in the school, everyone will look at her and pay attention to her every move, and her heart can't help but tremble.

Chuchu was about to shake her head and refuse.

"That's it. In this autumn sports meeting, Qiao Chu will act as the flag bearer on behalf of our Class 2. Do you have any objections?"

“…”

Lu Chuan has already spoken, who can still have any objections?
To be continued...