After the owner's warm-up, the phone got warm and the phone was successfully turned on.

He took the camera and looked at his face.

There was a little swollen on the forehead, not serious, and a small piece of skin was broken on the lower lip, which might have been knocked on the zipper of Gu Fei's coat.

It's fine elsewhere, with a little scratch.

He sighed, not knowing how he felt now.

In fact, this fight is a bit...indiscriminate. Logically speaking, he is not like this when fighting. It feels like a pig is having fun in the mud, and it feels more like he is venting himself.

He was not sure what he wanted to fight with Gu Fei, just wanted to fight, to tear, try hard, and break free from the kind of constraints that were wrapped around his body, which was invisible and intangible, or even unknown.

As for Gu Fei, I don’t know if he was led by him. The person who could swing people with one hand actually rolled all over the ground without any moves, and he even pinched his palms and fucked him! Why didn’t his followers see it?

Hello, your boss is a rolling dragon!

Jiang Cheng looked down at his hands, and blood had already oozed out from under the gauze.

He flipped through his schoolbag and took some alcohol cotton or something from the community hospital today. Fortunately, it was not crushed.

He took off the gauze and rinsed his right hand with some difficulty with his left hand to disinfect it. Because his left hand was not skilled, he poked the wound several times, which made him cry almost falling.

I really want to cry. Although he always thinks crying is boring, since he has been here on holiday and has been feeling so depressed that he wants to cry from time to time.

I always feel that one day I should find a place where no one is there to cry and cry hard.

When I woke up in the morning, the game in the room finally broke out. Two men were asleep on the sofa in the living room. Li Baoguo was snoring on the bed, which was earth-shaking.

After washing up for more than a second, he went out with his schoolbag without stopping.

Before I arrived at the school, the logistics phone number came again: "It's been three days, and it will be charged if I don't use it at the latest tomorrow!"

"Can you help deliver it to the door?" Jiang Cheng sighed.

"Yes, two hundred will be delivered downstairs," said the other side, "If you go upstairs, you will have an additional fee."

Jiang Cheng didn't say anything, and he felt extremely relieved that he actually began to feel sorry for the money.

"I think you'd better get it yourself," there was quite considerate. "There are many three-wheelers here, and it's only 100 yuan to pull it back in a three-wheeler."

"Okay, I understand." Jiang Cheng said.

Tomorrow is Saturday, and it's okay.

Thinking about it, he felt a little worried. The room he now has almost full bed and cabinets, and the desk has to be squeezed in. I don’t know how to put his things back.

...Maybe my mother didn't clean up very well, not too much.

He entered the classroom wearing a mask. The swollen bag on his forehead had disappeared a little, and his hair was half covered, and he couldn't tell. He was not wearing Gu Fei's clothes today, so he walked to his seat and sat down. No one noticed anything unusual about him.

I don’t know what Mr. Xu said to Gu Fei during his home visit yesterday, but Gu Fei actually entered the classroom before the morning self-study bell rang.

Jiang Cheng looked up at him and was stunned.

There was no injury on Gu Fei's face, and there was a little scratch on the side of his chin... What stunned him was that he actually wore glasses!

Fuck! What a master!

Jiang Cheng stared at him.

Strangely, I was surprised to see that none of Gu Fei was surprised, which means that he might... often wear glasses?

This reminded him of Pan Zhi, who was a little myopic, but insisted on not wearing glasses.

"Why would I be embarrassed to wear glasses with such grades!" Pan Zhi said, "I would rather not see clearly!"

Look at how ambitious Pan Zhi is, and he still has several pens...

Gu Fei walked over, threw a bag in front of him, and sat down.

Jiang Cheng opened the bag and looked at it. It contained his sweater and homework.

Damn! Homework!

He actually forgot to get homework back after the fight yesterday!

It was so fucking that I even had someone copy homework.

"Haven't the swelling been reduced yet?" Gu Fei said next to him.

Jiang Cheng turned his face and looked at him, trying to tell whether he was apologetic or gloating in his tone, but he failed. Gu Fei said this as if it was Friday, without any emotion in it.

So he didn't answer.

"Dafei," Zhou Jing leaned against their table, "Dafei!"

Gu Fei pushed his glasses and looked at him.

"Dafei?" Zhou Jing turned his face, "Oh Dafei..."

Gu Fei slapped him on the back of the head.

"Why didn't you come yesterday? Have you gone to play?" Zhou Jing asked, touching the back of his head.

"No." Gu Fei said.

"I thought you were like last semester, and you missed class and went on a trip." Zhou Jing said.

Gu Fei sighed and looked at him: "Are you going on a trip for a day without class?"

"...so, there's not enough time for a day," Zhou Jing said, "Hey..."

"Get out." Gu Fei used a simple conclusion.

Today’s class is no different from the previous two days. The teacher only talks about his own things, and the students only play with their own things, and they are in a peaceful and peaceful state.

Gu Fei is like usual. He first played mentally retarded and then played with Xiao Hongxin and then put on his headphones and started watching videos.

Jiang Cheng couldn't help but glance at his face several times at first.

If Gu Fei doesn't look at his eyes, he actually gives people a gentle feeling. He dresses and dresses in a very comfortable style and tones. After wearing glasses, he looks like a real academic master.

Jiang Cheng was really shocked by this magical temperament on him.

After reading it a few times, he turned his attention back to the teacher. No matter how bad the teacher was in his lecture, he had to listen. No matter whether he was lying on the table and half asleep, he had to listen to the key points.

Jiang Cheng never admits that he is the kind of person who can do well in the exam without studying. He knows very well that he has spent a lot of time studying. The current classroom environment and the learning atmosphere really make him nervous.

He didn't care much about his grades in school, but he definitely didn't want this grade to be lowered after reaching No. 4 Middle School.

In the last English class, Lao Lu was very passionate. Maybe it was the weekend tomorrow, and the people in the classroom were a little dazed and he wanted to wake everyone up.

Jiang Cheng was quite serious and half lying on the table to take notes.

"Let's talk about today's homework!" When the get out of class was about to end, Lao Lu slapped the table, "You can go to an exhibition for your homework! You can call a hundred postures that you can't even write such a simple homework!"

"There are no one hundred people in our class." Wang Xu continued.

The whole class laughed.

"You! Wang Jiuri!" Lao Lu pointed at the slut, "The waste snack is about you! If human organs are degenerated, you will definitely have only your mouth left!"

Wang Xu pushed the table with some dissatisfaction.

"I'm not happy, come to my office after class!" Lao Lu roared. Before Wang Xu could react, his coach pointed in the direction of Jiang Cheng and the others again, and poked forward while pointing, "Gu Fei!"

"Arrival." Gu Fei raised his head.

"You said you have something wrong with it! You copied the homework, right? You copied it!" Lao Lu said in a series of words, "Did you copy it? Just you said you copied it! Are you?"

Gu Fei waited for a long time but couldn't find any room for answers.

"You copied homework! You copied a little tricky, can you do it? Is it okay?" Lao Lu patted on the table, "It's right to copy one question! It's right to copy one question! Tell me! Who did you copy it!"

This time he gave Gu Fei time to answer.

Gu Fei was silent for a moment, raised his finger, and then pointed at Zhou Jing: "He."

"Zhou Jing!" Lao Lu immediately yelled and pointed at Zhou Jing, "You are so great! How about adding a word to help others this semester comment!"

Zhou Jing was startled and turned around and saw Gu Fei pointing at him, opening his mouth and not saying anything.

Lao Lu grabbed the homework and scolded him until the end of get out of class. He waved the teaching stick and pinched it under his arm, and walked out of the classroom.

"Damn," Zhou Jing turned around, "Who did you copy?"

Gu Fei looked at him without saying a word.

Zhou Jing settled for a while and stood up: "Forget it, I love whoever I want."

After Zhou Jing left, Jiang Cheng looked at Gu Fei, not knowing what to say.

"Ermiao will wait at the school gate in a while," Gu Fei said while packing his schoolbag, "You go with her."

"Hmm?" Jiang Cheng was stunned, "I just had a fight with her brother, and I don't want to leave with her."

"You try." Gu Fei said.

"Okay, fuck me," Jiang Cheng got angry a little, "Then I'll give it a try."

Gu Fei didn't say anything, and after a while he took a deep breath: "Do you a favor, thank you."

"Oh, you're so hard that you're so hard." Jiang Cheng suddenly felt relieved.
Chapter completed!