Chapter 17: Cooked

As school approached in the afternoon, the classroom became more and more chaotic.
Jiang Su seemed to be unable to hear any sound, and stared at the paper with his head down slightly, and he was amazed.
It wasn't until the school bell rang and the whole building boiled that Jiang Su slowly raised his eyelids and glanced at the slender back in front of him.
He didn't understand where there were so many conversations between girls. She and Bai Jian got up with their wallet and mobile phone, and they murmured together.
The two passed his desk and went to the back door.
Jiang Su, who received Xu Shu's message before get out of class finished, also got up.
Lin Wei followed the classroom where Bai saw first, but when she was about to reach the door, someone suddenly jumped over from the classroom. The speed was very fierce and the movements were very fast. Hit her deliberately.
Lin Wei was completely thinking about seeing there in vain. She didn't notice the problem at all. Her thin body was bumped and staggered two steps aside, and her head hit the sharp corner of the wall.
Jiang Su almost didn't hesitate, so he stretched out his hand to protect her head, and the back of his hand slammed against the wall firmly.
"Weiwei." Bai Jian took a step forward and supported Lin Wei.
Lin Wei stood up straight and glanced at the person who ran away. Although she only saw a back figure, she still recognized it as Hu Xiao at a glance.
"Wei Wei, are you okay?"
Hearing the sound coming from Baijian again, Lin Wei returned to her senses. She shook her head at Baijian and turned to look at Jiang Su who was standing behind her.
The boy's eyelids drooped slightly, his face showing no expression.
The hand he had just stopped for her was already in his pocket.
"Brother Su, Brother Su..." a shout came from outside the classroom.
Lin Wei turned her head, and instantly recognized that it was the boy she saw on the roof of the house that night shouting "City Lord".
The boy also saw her. First, he was stunned, and then his eyes became bright as if they were lit up: "Little front desk, do you have something to talk with my brother Su? You talk to you, I won’t bother, I ..."
Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Su left the classroom, raised his hand in an impersonal manner, grabbed Xu Shu's collar, and dragged him away.
Lin Wei originally wanted to ask if there was anything wrong with Xiajiang Sushou, but before she had time to ask, the client had already left, so she could only go to dinner with Bai Jian.
When she saw it, she knew everything. The moment she took her arm downstairs, she had already taught her the subject who just hurried away: "The person who just called Brother Su is called Xu Shu. He is the last one in the third grade. He is amazing. He sits firmly on the bottom of their year for three consecutive years. No one can beat him alone."
"He has a very good relationship with Jiangsu. In addition to him, there is another person named Cheng Zhu, who is an art student and a student of vocal music. He is the finale of our school's New Year's Day Gala... The senior year of high school is very beautiful. Xie Mengyao likes him...The vocational high school boss not far from our school likes Xie Mengyao, and he came to our school to block the process before..."
Through the message sent by Bai Jian, Lin Wei sorted out the relationship between the characters in the play that was lying on the roof of the house on Friday night and she asked casually, "Is the boss of the vocational high school yellow?"
"Huh? How did you know?" Bai Jian, who often goes around the school post, has seen photos of the vocational high school boss. It is indeed Huang Mao.
Lin Wei thought to herself that not only did she know, she also called the Popular Bookstore to beat him up, "Huh? Isn't it necessary to ask? Isn't it all written in the novel?"
Bai saw it, "Yes."
After Lin Wei had eaten, when she entered the classroom, she saw Jiang Su sitting in the last row playing games with headphones on.
When Lin Wei passed behind him, she glanced at his hand holding the mobile phone. There were several wounds on the back of his right hand. A large piece of skin was rubbed off in one place, which was a little dazzling with his cold white skin.
Lin Wei pulled the chair and sat down, took out the English paper, filled in two answers with a pen, and stopped.
He was late in the afternoon and was spotted by her when he looked into the classroom through the window beside her.
She thought he would come in through the front door, but she didn't expect that he hesitated and then stood for a lesson in the corridor.
Think about it carefully. Although he was late for skipping classes, didn’t write homework, never studied, and even didn’t even have a schoolbag, he seemed to be silent as long as he came to class and entered the classroom when he was late without affecting others. The class representative shouted Even if he didn't write the homework, he would hand it in blank.
He was rumored to be terrible, but he was so terrible that he has never affected anyone and never made anyone embarrassed.
It is said that he is a school tyrant, but he is not the same as those school tyrants. He can't see any of the hostility and arrogance that a school tyrant should have. If he really finds some negative emotions in him, it is decadent.
Very decadent.
There is also a sense of disgust.
Lin Wei retracted her mind and did two more questions while holding the pen, and then the tip of the pen stopped again. After a while, she put down the pen, took out the phone from her desk pocket, got up and squeezed out the place.
"Weiwei, where are you going?" Bai Jian asked, turning his head.
"I'm going to buy something."
"Do you want me to accompany you?"
"no need."
"..."
Lin Wei is the classroom who stepped on the bell of the evening self-study class. Tonight, the first evening self-study was requisitioned by the English teacher to take the exam. The English teacher is a resolute and resolute person. Shuffle the order and send it randomly, and let everyone rate each other while talking about the papers.
Coincidentally, Jiangsu's paper fell into Lin Wei's hands.
But there was no point to play, Jiang Su didn't even bother to perfuse an answer this time, and directly handed in a blank paper.
The English teacher didn't take the paper back. After finishing the paper, he left the wrong question and copied it three times so that everyone could return the paper to the original owner and walked away on high heels.
Just as Lin Wei wanted to return the paper to Jiang Su, Liang Sichen came over again with the math Olympiad.
Lin Wei's paper was in Jiang Su's hands. He rolled the paper and handed it to her when he stretched out his arm and handed it to her. Liang Sichen interrupted him. He paused for two seconds before taking back his action.
Liang Sichen had a lot of questions this time. Jiang Su stared at the two people sharing a table in front of him for a while, kicked the chair behind him, and stood up.
He threw the paper on Lin Wei's desk without saying a word, holding the phone and preparing to leave.
Lin Wei, who was talking about the question, turned her head. She said "Wait a moment" to Liang Sichen, and then shouted Jiangsu: "Jiansu."
Jiang Su turned his head, and his eyes were a little pale.
Lin Wei put her hand in the table pocket and fiddled with it a few times, then stretched out her arm and handed over his paper: "Your English paper."
Jiang Su's gaze fell on her hand, he stopped for two seconds, returned to his position, and took the paper.
Lin Wei turned around and continued to give Liang Sichen the topic.
Jiang Su squeezed the contents of the paper, sat back in position, and spread the paper.
There are several band-aids wrapped in the paper, and one of the band-aids has a line of numbers written on it: 1820
…Leave a phone number, even if you are familiar.
……1820
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