Chapter 609: He is not human, he is wild

"..."
Jiang Beiyuan didn't answer this question. He took out a golden mobile phone from his pocket and handed it over.
"There are mobile phone numbers for me and the old man, so you can contact me."
"Um, thank you brother!"
Said that Jiang Beize felt wronged, he was in high school, and he never had a mobile phone. Jiang Guoteng would not let him bring a mobile phone for fear of delaying his studies.
Jiang Beize rubbed the edge cover of the phone and smiled. The question just now was immediately pressed into his heart, "Second brother, is there a sister-in-law's number in it?"
"What do you want your sister-in-law to call?" Jiang Beiyuan's face sank, and his clear eyes were full of unhappy.
"Hey, just kidding!"
He knew that the second brother would react this way.
But before, he didn't dare to joke with Jiang Beiyuan.
Jiang Beiyuan snorted and he was angry.
"Go down."
"Oh……"
Jiang Beize got off the car and copied his mobile phone into his pocket. His face was full of springtime. The sun is very good today, and it is shining warmly on him.
The classroom is at the corner on the left of the third floor. Jiang Beize likes to climb the stairs in the middle. When he turned the corner, the same person accidentally ran into him. He rubbed his nose and faced Song Nanye's scarred face.
"you……"
"..."
Song Nanye ignored him, sullen his face, slung his schoolbag and walked in the direction of the classroom, kicked open the door of the classroom, and the startled class suddenly quieted down.
The instigator walked backwards blankly, allowing the group of people to look at him like a devil. Song Nanye sat in his place, threw his schoolbag casually, and slept on the table.
I slept dimly in this sleep.
He couldn't hear the noisy talking, laughter, and teacher's lecture.
When I woke up again, rubbing his sleepy eyes, I saw a can of Pepsi before my eyes.
Song Nanye looked forward subconsciously.
There is only one person in the class who can give him Coke.
It's class time. The math teacher from the Mediterranean forehead writes a series of formulas on the blackboard. From Song Nanye's perspective, in addition to seeing the Mediterranean, you can also see the clean back of the boy in the front row diagonally opposite.
He always likes to put on a shirt in his school uniform and gown. The clean collar covers his neck.
There is a vertical distance between them.
The spring is strong, and the sunlight outside shines in obliquely through the window lattices, and falls on the corridor, dragging a long shadow, completely separating him from his world.
Song Nanye pursed the corners of his lips, grabbed the Coke can on the table, and walked out in a hurry.
"Hey Song Nanye, where are you going—"
The math teacher grabbed the chalk head on the table and threw it in his direction, but did not throw it at him.
The classmates, including Jiang Beize, looked back. Jiang Beize only saw Song Nanye's resolute profile and the shocking wounds on the corners of his mouth.
Didn't he say that he traveled to Hokkaido?
But what happened to the injury on the face.
"Okay, okay, don't look at it!"
The math teacher took the eraser and tapped on the blackboard, drawing the students' attention back.
"I'm telling you, don't learn from this kind of ignorant guy, skip class, fight, fight, and study countdown. After graduation, such people are the bottom of the society. If you don't go to college, you can't find a good job. It’s someone like Song Nanye that the mud can’t support the wall!"
"Teacher, he is not a human, he is a wild species." A classmate said in a strange way.