The school bully I raised is blackened

Chapter 1

"Grandma, did you put my black shirt somewhere else?"

"School starts today, you want to wear school uniform, what kind of shirt are you looking for!"

Qiao Beiran dragged with two fingers between his fingers, and dragged lazily under the faucet at the foot of the yard.The heat of summer has not completely dissipated yet, the boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, with his brow covered in sweat, hunched over and let the rushing tap water drench him to his heart's content.

It's a pity that the sound of the water didn't last long, when a little old lady with half-white hair jumped out of the kitchen door, waving a gleaming white kitchen knife and shouting angrily: "Yaoshou, you are not allowed to use the bathroom in the house?"

Qiao Beiran curled his lips, squatted on the bluestone slab like a big horse monkey, and took a few mouthfuls of white toothpaste: "It's too hot, I said last night that I would turn on the air conditioner all night!"

Qiao Beiran's grandmother was over seventy years old, and started as a child bride in Lao Qiao's house.People in that era were dominated by their parents-in-law and had children to raise. The word "thrifty" was in their bones.No, just after the three-hour period, the old lady ordered that the air conditioner should not be turned on for more than five hours.

"What do you know? Do you think the air conditioner is a good thing? You turn it on every day, every day... Where are you going? Breakfast is ready, you eat and go!"

Qiao Beiran started school today, and he had to block people at the school gate!Just as she was about to leave the house with a schoolbag in her hand, she was caught by the nagging old lady: "Grandma, I won't eat anymore, and I'm late for school too!"

"Then you have to eat and go to school!" The old lady clung to the hem of Qiao Beiran's T-shirt, "Everything outside is not clean, it's all gutter oil and rat meat. Listen to the milk, you can go to school after eating .”

Qiao Beiran struggled twice but did not break free. He finished the soy milk on the table angrily, kicked two eggs and ran towards the door: "It's done, I'm leaving, I won't come back for lunch!"

"Why don't you come back at noon, Beibei, Beibei..."

As soon as he walked out of the house, Qiao Beiran didn't care what the old lady was saying behind him, and ran forward at a fast pace.The black canvas schoolbag carried on one shoulder swayed to the rhythm, and a tender pink piece of paper flung out dangerously from the zipper of the opening.

"Brother Ran, hey, Brother Ran!"

Feng Zhao was woken up in the morning by a fucking slap that was not very kind, and his small eyes that were still clinging to his eyes were looking at the back in front of him, and he instantly regained his energy.

"Hey, let me go, Brother Ran, is the sun coming out from the west today? In my lifetime, my younger brother was actually overtaken by the late king?"

Qiao Beiran took a long look at him: "Can't I hurry up and grab some tails that are hard to learn?"

"You say it out of conscience, do you believe it yourself? I'm afraid you won't be able to hold it back, so you hide your guns and go bomb the school?" Feng Zhao said, grabbing Qiao Beiran's schoolbag, "Hey, what is this? Huh? I've got my brother's girlish heart!"

"Get out," Qiao Beiran got goosebumps from Feng Zhaojian's swishing voice, pushed him twice, and pulled the zipper tightly, "If you're in school, send it to He Dazui!"

"The two of us can't tell who is holding back the show!"

Qiao Beiran consciously got caught in a pigtail, and walked quickly with his head bowed.

"Hey, why are you walking so fast? Don't you chat anymore!" Feng Zhao followed up relentlessly, "Is it for the 'Snow White' during the summer vacation? What kind of girl is that? Are you really going to block her at the school gate?" People?"

Feng Zhao looked at Qiao Beiran like this, and felt that it was a shame that he went to his uncle's house during the summer vacation and failed to participate in the summer party organized by the school!Originally, I was the one who encouraged Qiao Beiran to go to this party with another good friend He Youyan, but in the afternoon, he was dragged by his mother and brought to his uncle's house in the countryside to help.

Only when the three of them got together, did they know that there was a "Snow White" from the drama that night, who aloofly and glamorously seduced the soul of their Joe, the handle, Beiran.

"Stop talking, what does it look like? What's your name? Which class? Where do you live... woo woo..."

Qiao Beiran was so annoyed that he hooked Feng Zhao's neck and stuffed the whole egg into the opponent's mouth, intending to choke him to death: "So many words, let you eat all of your chicken's chin!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Qiao Beiran glanced at him with contempt, but didn't want to bump into a hard body at the corner: "Hey, I'm sorry..."

The person I bumped into was wearing a bulky school uniform, with his head hanging down, his thick hair curtain drooping in front of his forehead, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

Qiao Beiran wanted to support the swaying man, but was slapped away by the other party, and took a small step back with a bad face: "It's just that I didn't see the corner clearly, and it wasn't intentional!"

"It's okay." The boy's voice was very small, maybe it hadn't changed completely, it was low and hoarse, with an unpleasant sense of grievance.

Qiao Beiran was mischievous and mischievous since she was a child, and she thought she was full of quack spirits, so she looked down on such a poor kid who was not trash.Frowning his eyebrows, he tugged at the boy's arm: "Children, this egg is your brother's compensation, be strong, don't cry!"

"..." The young man raised his head, glanced at Qiao Beiran coldly, turned around and left.

Qiao Beiran felt that the young man looked familiar, but he really couldn't remember where he had seen him before. Looking at the back of the other party, he said dryly, "Tsk, it's really rude to die a child."

Feng Zhao chuckled: "Brother Ran, do you want someone to have a civilized dialogue with you, 'I'm sorry, it's okay, thank you'?"

Qiao Beiran curled her lips: "Shouldn't it be? It's like I'm going to beat him..."

"Don't say it really looks like it!" Feng Zhao said and gestured twice, "Look, he's only as tall as your chest, and he's not too thin. When you frowned, I thought you were going to punch him He came out of the earth."

"It's not because you babbled endlessly that I bumped into someone!"

"I just want to ask what 'Snow White' looks like? I'm curious about my sister-in-law, right?"

Qiao Beiran looked away from the young man in front of her, "That's right - she is thin and small, and her skin seems to be white. Although the stage is far away, I saw her standing there so straight and reading the lines. It felt like being struck by lightning!"

"Brother, control yourself!" Feng Zhao smiled in an extremely obscene manner, "Your expression is really——sexy!"

"Get out of here!" Qiao Beiran felt that he couldn't talk to this guy, so he sent a shadowless leg and walked towards the teaching building. When he was done, he took out a bag from the interlayer of his schoolbag. In the small pink envelope, throw the entire schoolbag to Feng Zhao,

"Help me take it back to the classroom, and tell Brother Bald that I'm welcome!"

"Brother Ran, love letter?!"

"Get off, get off, get off!" Qiao Beiran was embarrassed by Feng Zhao's loud voice, but fortunately, he was so tanned during the summer vacation that he couldn't see it.

He was a little nervous, holding on to the love letter he had been holding back for a week, and went to his sweetheart's class.Glancing at the name on the pink envelope from the corner of the eye, I thought: The girl is good everywhere, but the name is too masculine——Yang Qinzhou.

After a long, long time, Qiao Beiran accidentally saw a new term on the Internet, and felt a lot of it - a big guy in women's clothing.