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Zhao Gangjun didn't know what happened to Yu Xiaowei in the end. If Zhao Gangjun knew that Yu Xiaowei enjoyed so many wonderful things with his kick, Zhao Gangjun would definitely not mind staying there for a while, pressing Yu Xiaowei's body and letting him go again. Have a good time.

boom.

Just then.

There was a thunder in the sky.

The rain that had accumulated for a day finally poured down.

Ding dong.

Exam is over.

This afternoon's exam is also over.

The downpour of rain seemed to wash away the scorching heat of summer.

Zhao Gangjun stood in the rain, not in a hurry to find a place to hide.

Zhao Gangjun liked rain since he was a child.

This thing seems to be very literary, but Zhao Gangjun paid the price of at least twenty high fevers for it.

Zhao Gangjun was not a very good person when he was young, even worse than many ordinary people.

Zhao Gangjun practiced martial arts when he was a child. Although many people don't say it, Zhao Gangjun knows that in the eyes of many ancient martial arts masters, he is indeed not suitable for martial arts.

At that time, Zhao Gangjun didn't take it seriously, as long as his father was good, if anything happened, his father would protect him and help him.

Until he entered the Hunter School, Zhao Gangjun felt that he was just an ordinary person with a relatively good memory and a scholar who would be the best in the future.

However, in the hunter school.

On that rainy night.

Zhao Gangjun ran into someone.

It can be said that Zhao Gangjun needs to be grateful all his life, and he will never forget him in his life.

That person is the teacher of the hunter school.

That's the her that Liang Zi talked about.

on that night.

Once again, he was ridiculed for failing in martial arts.

Alone and disheartened.

Then the sky seemed to feel its own mood, and it began to rain slowly.

The rain then was as heavy as it is today.

Zhao Gangjun raised his head, letting the rain hit his face, his eyes were wide open, the rain fell directly into Zhao Gangjun's eyes, but it didn't make Zhao Gangjun blink.

"That year, that day, that night."

Zhao Gangjun's mouth curled into a smile.

"If I hadn't seen you, how could I be what I am today?"

Zhao Gangjun smiled and shook his head.

It seemed that she wanted to shake off the beautiful figure with the silver earrings from her mind.

The rain hit his face.

The number of people around gradually increased.

Some people ran quickly holding umbrellas, maybe their parents were waiting for them outside the campus; Umbrella, walking slowly, or with a sad face, or just smiling.

The wind picked up.

The rain became more violent.

The slap on the face was not as gentle as before, and it even made people feel a little painful.

Zhao Gangjun smiled, put his hands in his pockets, and walked forward slowly step by step, but the bone copper plate inside Zhao Gangjun's clothes exuded a slight, warm light.

That seemingly ordinary copper plate turned into a piece of white jade in such a rainy day.

Of course, Zhao Gangjun couldn't see this at all, he was just walking, that's all.

Just then.

One hand was on Zhao Gangjun's head.

Zhao Gangjun couldn't help but wanted to laugh.

Since ancient times, no matter what kind of novels or bloody scripts, women are exposed to the rain, and then men hold umbrellas for women like a sky, so that they appear languorous, but today I let others hold umbrellas for me, which is really a bit sloppy It took such a rainy day.

"Brother Gangbang."

An elegant voice came from the side.

Zhao Gangjun turned around without any surprise, and said with a smile, "Xiao Bei, how did you do in the exam?"

"The test is okay."

Chen Xiaobei nodded, tilted his head to look at Zhao Gangjun, and said, "Brother Gangjun, why did you get caught in the rain? Didn't you bring an umbrella?"

"No."

Zhao Gangjun shook his head and said, "I haven't brought an umbrella a few times in my life, and I don't think I will in the future, hahaha."

"Then when you didn't bring an umbrella, just tell me, and I'll bring you an umbrella." Chen Xiaobei smiled and took out a pack of tissues from his pocket, and handed it to Zhao Gangjun.

Zhao Gangjun smiled, picked up a tissue to wipe off the rain on his face, and the two walked outside the school together.

At this time, at the door of the school toilet of No. [-] Middle School.

A man with dirty hair was standing at the door with a face full of anger.

"Bastard, bastard, where are you all going!!"

Yu Xiaowei's face was flushed, his eyes were wide open, the rain in the sky was heavy, but it seemed that it couldn't quench Yu Xiaowei's anger.

"We, let's go buy water for brother Xiaowei!"

A follower said innocently.

"Go to hell!"

Yu Xiaowei kicked the servant directly, and knocked the servant to the ground, "Are you all shit eaters?"

As soon as the word "eating shit" was mentioned, Yu Xiaowei's face suddenly changed, and then he vomited to the side with a vomit. Of course, at this time, Yu Xiaowei couldn't vomit anything, only some stomach acid.

The few people standing next to Yu Xiaowei saw Yu Xiaowei's current situation and the stench all over Yu Xiaowei's body, and couldn't help taking a small step back.

"Did none of you see the person who kicked me just now?" Yu Xiaowei asked angrily.

"No, no!"

Another follower said hesitantly.

"Go eat shit!"

Yu Xiaowei kicked again, and the servant fell to the ground.

This is the tragedy of being a follower.

When there is a good thing, the follower may be able to follow along, but if something bad happens, the first unlucky person must be the root cause, and the follower will even become a tool to vent anger.

Therefore, there are risks in following people, and you need to be cautious when following people.

Poor Yu Xiaowei, without knowing who plotted against him, resolutely enjoyed a good meal in the toilet of No. [-] Middle School.

Of course, for those things, if some friends who are eating affect your appetite, it is really Yu Xiaowei's fault.

Zhao Gangjun caught a cold again.

This is Zhao Gangjun's No.30 cold after being exposed to the rain.

Of course, not every time you get caught in the rain you catch a cold, nor do you get a fever every time you catch a cold.

Zhao Gangjun had a fever.

"How did you do it?"

Huang Lingling held a towel, squeezed out the water, looked at Zhao Gangjun with concern, and said, "How old are you, and you're still drenched in the rain!"

"hey-hey."

Zhao Gangjun forced a smile, no matter how strong a person is, he is weak in front of the serious illness.

Zhao Gangjun is no exception.

Now Zhao Gangjun only feels his whole body is sore and limp, his whole body is weak, and his head still hurts so much that he almost looks like two shadows.

"39 degree!"

Huang Lingling held a thermometer, and the expression on her face became more serious, "Look, it's burning so badly!"

"I'm sorry, Miss Lingling."

Zhao Gangjun smiled apologetically and said, "I will trouble you again."

"I'm your sister, why are you telling me this?" Huang Lingling looked at Zhao Gangjun distressedly, put a cold towel on Zhao Gangjun's forehead, and said, "You don't even know how to take care of yourself, you are so stupid."