He even raised his hand high, and veins swelled up on his thick arms, regardless of whether there were people around him.

But at that moment.

The boy in school uniform sneered, with a strong aura, his eyebrows and eyes still a little green, making people feel cold in his heart. He kicked Mu Ping's knee hard, his strength was quick and fierce, and he was used to fighting.

The sound of bone shattering seemed to sound with that movement.

The twisted pain made him look ferocious and he knelt directly on the ground, making a bang, and his roaring voice was broken in the middle by the ruthless word.

"roll."

The people around him had strange eyes, and many people even stayed there with the thought of watching the show.

The nausea rolling in his chest became stronger and stronger, and he almost wanted to leave this suffocating place. After throwing that sentence, he carried his schoolbag and rushed out of the crowd, covered in coldness and arrogance, which made people subconsciously avoid it.

When Chu Xu was on the corner of the street, he accidentally caught a scene and unexpectedly saw a figure.

Because it is far apart, it is impossible to see clearly.

I saw that the man was wearing the school uniform of No. 1 Middle School and kicked the man to the ground hard, which was so cold that he was dying.

Chu Xu felt a little familiar, so he saw the man running away.

...Jingbai?

He hesitated for a moment, and did not go to see the chaotic scene on the street, and ran over in the direction of the boy.

…

He didn't lose control and could tell the difference. Even if he had just run into Mu Ping, he didn't intend to affect his plan.

After receiving Mu Ji's call,

He had thought he would meet it.

It's not very important, either.

He knew very well that his behavior just now and his nausea and nausea that he suddenly wanted to vomit were all some stress reactions, psychological and physiological, like a poisonous vine that spreads in his bones.

Should I go to a psychiatrist?

It should be.

He doesn't want to.

The boy leaned casually against the back wall, with a slender and upright figure. He has lost a lot of weight recently. When he wears his school uniform, he still feels empty, with sharper edges and sharper edges. His green eyebrows and eyes and those warm-free eyes are cold and sluggish.

When Chu Xu caught up, he saw the man's school uniform was solemn, leaning against the wall, smoking with his lower eyes. The smoke blurred his eyebrows and eyes, and there was a silent dispersion.

He twitched.

In addition to grades, this guy also looks like a good student.

Are the others blind?

When he noticed that someone was coming, the boy raised his eyes, clasped the cigarette with his slender fingers, and looked at him lightly.

"It's really you just now." Chu Xu walked over lazyly, his tone was a little frivolous, and his eyes swept across the boy's hand casually.

There is a moment of silence.

Ranbai responded indifferently.

The man's aura was cold and depressed, and he was in a bad mood.

What does that man... have to do with Jingbai just now?

The scene of the boy kicking someone echoed in front of him. Although he didn't see clearly, Chu Xu was a little uneasy in his heart and didn't know where it came from. The other party obviously didn't want to mention that matter, and he didn't feel so inconvenient to talk about it. He changed the subject lightly and smiled, pointing at the watch worn by Ranbai: "Is the God of Learning Leng?"

It has been already past the arrival time, but I am afraid that there are still teachers at the school gate who are late.

He knew very well what the purpose of Jingbai came to the back wall of No. 1 Middle School.

Because Chu Xu is a regular visitor here.

"Yes." Ranbai's eyes gently swept over Chu Xu. Seeing the school tyrant wearing a black T-shirt, lazy and youthful, he had never seen Chu Xu wear his school uniform seriously. He asked quietly, "Can the God of Scholars be late?"

Perhaps because of smoking, his voice was a little hoarse and his texture was even more low and sexy, which made Chu Xu frown.

"The God of Learning can not only be late, but also over the wall." The boy bit the cigarette, his outline was cold and clear, and the smoke was filled with extremely sharp eyebrows. After throwing this sentence, he extinguished the cigarette, took a few steps back, jumped up quickly and neatly, and flipped up directly, half-kneeled on the wall, bent one knee, and stepped on the wall, the school uniform tightened with his movements, his waistline was thin and sharp, and his movements brought a sense of indifference and handsomeness, and a desire for ambition.

Chu Xu looked at the other party's skillful movements and couldn't help laughing. His eyes swept across the boy's waist, and asked casually: "How many walls have the God of Scholars crossed?"

Ranbai did not answer Chu Xu's words.

He pressed one knee against the wall, didn't jump down, carried his schoolbag on his left shoulder, zipped the school uniform to the top, and then looked at the director standing under the wall calmly.

In just a few seconds,

The head teacher's eyes were filled with confusion, shock and disbelief.

The school's first climb over the wall, and the impact is indeed a bit too big.

Ranbai thought about the option of turning back or jumping down for a second, but decided to make it.

The boy supported the wall with one hand. When he turned it down, he seemed to bring wind to his feet. He jumped opposite the director, with his back straightened.

The director's eyes were even more shocked, and his eyes were wide open.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly, saying nothing before he came.

Even there was another movement on the wall.

The boy in a black T-shirt leaned lazily on it.

“…”

Chu Xu never expected it.

His luck would be so bad.

And Jing Bai didn't even remind him! He didn't even say a word.

Chu Xu slowly glanced at the scholar-god standing under the wall, and then calmly turned over under the gaze of the director of the teaching.

Facing this scene in front of you.

The atmosphere was strangely silent for a long time.

Maybe the director of the teaching staff never thought of it in his life.

One day he would see the key seedlings of their school, and the Tsinghua student gods booked by him and the school bully who skipped classes and was nostalgic for Internet cafes-

Late, come, climb over, wall!

This completely exceeded the director's perception, so that he couldn't react for a long time.

"You two..." If it were just Chu Xu, he would have taken it by it and said a few words, but the first place in the grade is still there, and the director couldn't hold it in his words.

"Sorry." The boy stood there coldly, looking very elegant. When apologizing, people couldn't bear to say anything about him.

Even the face was calm and there was no expression at all.

Chu Xu glanced at the person next to him and admired Jingbai's on-the-spot reaction speed. He could still come back even if his character collapsed.

"It's okay." The director of the teaching director had a complicated expression. He automatically found a reason for Jingbai in his heart and said, "You go back first. Don't do this next time. Class is about to start, listen to the class carefully."

The boy nodded slightly, calmly: "Thank you, teacher."

Chu Xu was about to leave, but was stopped by the director of the teaching.

"Chu Xu!" The director pulled a face, as if Chu Xu owed him eight million yuan, "Do you treat the school wall as your home all day long? When the wall collapses one day, you will lose money!"

"Okay, I'll compensate if it collapses, then I'll just turn it over?" Chu Xu's smiled lightly, and stood in the sun. When the mottled light and shadow fell on his face, it was full of indifferent laziness and dazzling.
Chapter completed!