Crazy coquetry in his paranoid arms

Chapter 321 You Deserve It

It's a pity that the list of latecomers has been reported to the student union.

When I went to look at it in the self-study, the name "Qi Jia" was already on the bulletin board.

There were quite a few people around the bulletin board, most of them passed by when they went to the bathroom after class, and they walked around interested to see what new stories there were.

"Qi Jia? Is there such a person in our class?"

"It seems that there is no one. There is no one with the surname Qi in class seven."

"Wow, isn't it, everyone is here today, why is someone late?"

Several students from Class [-] and [-] of Senior High School stood by the flower bed, looking at the chalk writing on the bulletin board, and whispering.

"Please borrow it."

Jiang Xian shuttled through the crowd, walked to the bulletin board, looked at it with dark eyes, raised his hand after a while, wiped off "Qi Jia", and re-written it with chalk.

——Qi Jia, Class [-], Senior High School.

***
Jiang Xing hurriedly ran into the classroom of Class [-], Senior [-], and yelled Qi Jia's name: "Brother Jia!"

Qi Jia stayed up late last night and didn't have a good rest. When she came to school, she slept in the classroom. When she was woken up by him, she brushed her hair irritably, and her short hair exploded in an instant.

"Let the fart go."

Jiang Xing was also a defiant master before, but since Qi Jia transferred to another school, he has completely become her little brother, and has always been led by Brother Jia.

Jiang Xing went out to the bathroom and told Qi Jia everything he saw on the way back.

In the end, his mouth was dry and he licked his lower lip: "Brother Jia, why are you so weak?"

Qi Jia capped him, and the book fell on top of his head, Jiang Xing smiled and dodged it: "You are the bad guy."

Jiang Xing frowned, "You may not know that the person who changed your name is Jiang Xian. He is a member of the student union. His family is rich and powerful, and his grades are good. Anyway, he is far behind us, so we can't deal with him."

"yes."

Qi Jia said lightly.

Hearing that, Jiang Xing was terrified.

Shaking and reminding her: "Brother Jia, don't mess around, you must know that no one in this school dares to provoke him."

The key is to look for trouble and not find it.

Jiang Xian is a well-known low-key and modest in No. [-] Middle School. His character and popularity are so good that there is nothing to say. He is not only the key training target of the teacher, but also has many supporters.

Qi Jia yawned and didn't take it seriously.

She ate too much and was so full that she had nothing to do, she was just getting a name for being late, she was used to it.

Qi Jia was very sleepy, rubbed her eyes, and waved at Jiang Xing: "Go and play, don't disturb my sleep."

Jiang Xing watched her hesitate to speak.

Qi Jia frowned: "Is there anything else?"

"Brother Jia." Jiang Xing called her, and then said, "Did you fight yesterday afternoon?"

Qi Jia's face remained unchanged, "Yes."

"Damn, then you are not kind, and you didn't ask me to join the fight?!" Jiang Xing jumped.

Qi Jia twitched the corners of her mouth, lost interest: "A group of girls, what are you doing? Go away, I'm going to sleep."

Jiang Xing groaned and chirped and was not happy, and did not continue to lie in front of her.

Qi Jia is a special existence in Class [-] of Senior High School.

Knowing her teacher and her life experience, she is an orphan from a remote town, and was sponsored by kind people to come to No. [-] Middle School.

It's also because she has that ability herself, with her impressive score far exceeding the score line of No. [-] Middle School, the teacher didn't look down on her much.

It's just that she has a stubborn personality and doesn't look like a good student. She always knows how to fight and sleep all day long, but because of her excellent grades, she is ranked among the best, so it's hard to say anything else.

It can only be attributed to the fact that when she first came to the big city, she was withdrawn by nature and arrogant and domineering. It was out of self-esteem to protect herself.

This was the eighth time Qi Jia was late this month, and the head teacher was so angry that she called her into the office and gave her a reprimand.

"Don't think that if you have good grades, you can do whatever you want regardless of discipline! There are many students with good grades in the same grade. Look at them, which one is like you? Fight after school, sleep in class, and continue like this, look at you What will it be like!"

Qi Jia lowered her head and stared at her toes.

Looks quiet and well-behaved.

The head teacher of Class 40 is a middle-aged woman in her [-]s, surnamed Zheng. She has been teaching and educating people for so many years, but this is the first time she has met a student like Qi Jia.

The scolding was heavy and I felt that my conscience was hard to bear. I knew that she had a poor background, and without the education of her parents, she would be lacking in many aspects.

The homeroom teacher looked at Qi Jia's face, and to be honest, she felt a little distressed. She was good-looking, not soft and beautiful, but graceful and delicate, especially those black eyes, when staring at you, Very meaningful, straight to the heart.

She also has a child herself, who is in junior high school, and clings to her mother's front and back every day.I can't figure out that such a well-behaved child was abandoned and raised by someone.

I couldn't help but sighed in my heart, and softened my tone: "Qi Jia, you also know that your situation is special..."

At the right time, a male voice suddenly sounded at the door of the office: "Report—"

The teacher in charge took the call and looked up, "Come in."

Seeing that it was a student from Class [-], his face softened.

She obviously knew it.

"Hello, Teacher Zheng." The boy walked in and greeted him politely.

Zheng Huiqin responded with a smile.

It was a very clean and clear voice, and Qi Jia thought it sounded familiar, so she looked up to find the voice, and saw the boy's tall and straight figure, and then his face.

The skin is fair, the eyes are as black as ink, the nasal bone is tall, the red lips are thin and moist, and the temperament is cool and impressive.

Her probing eyes were too aggressive, which caused the boy to turn his head slightly, and suddenly met the girl's shining eyes, and was startled for a while, then walked to the desk and picked up a stack of textbooks.

The school bell rang suddenly.

The timing was not right, so Zheng Huiqin didn't say anything more, just looked at Qi Jia seriously: "The monthly exam is coming soon, you study hard for me, don't be late again."

Jiang Xian walked out of the office with his homework in his arms, and he could vaguely hear Zheng Huiqin's voice: "The one just now was the first in grade, with excellent grades and good manners..."

After listening to the homeroom teacher's "chanting" honestly, Qi Jia obediently responded, and when she let her go, she rushed out of the office immediately.

The pace is fast like a wild horse that is out of control.

On a rampage.

She locked her eyes on the figure not far away, let out a breath, ran forward, and bumped into it hard.

Jiang Xian didn't notice, and sent out the homework in his hand in an instant, scattered everywhere.

The girl's soft and sharp hair was brushed inadvertently around her neck.

He froze.

The corner of the successful girl's mouth opened a high and arrogant arc, mouthing silently: You, deserve, deserve.

Bright and wanton smile.

It stimulated Jiang Xian's eyes.

People who do bad things slip away very fast.

Jiang Xian squatted down and picked up the homework books one by one. The few books that fell the farthest happened to be at Qi Jia's feet.

It's revenge.

The last one I picked up had the heaviest footprints on it. Jiang Xian brushed the dust away with his hand, and the place where it was named, happened to be his name.

This is the habit of physics teachers correcting homework, and the homework books of class representatives are always placed on top.

Just now being bumped by Qi Jiana, his homework flew farther.

Falling at Qi Jia's feet, let her trample on her.

ill.

Jiang Xian tidied up his homework with a blank expression, stood up and walked faster.

***
After school in the afternoon, students from No. [-] Middle School poured out of the campus one after another.

Most of them are students in the first grade, because there is no evening self-study, the time is relatively generous.

Qi Jia was carrying her bag, and with a lollipop in her mouth, she walked leisurely along the flow of people.

"Brother Jia, wait for me!"

Jiang Xing yelled from behind, quickly followed, and pulled the strap of his schoolbag, "Brother Jia, are you going home?"

Qi Jia stood aside and frowned slightly, "Jiang Xing, did you dig shit in the toilet?"

Jiang Xing looked blank, "What is it, I don't have it."

"You stink."

Jiang Xing understood, and took a sniff with his short sleeves: "I sweated playing basketball, it's normal, it's nothing to make a fuss about."

He asked again: "Brother Jia, it's still early, do you want to play with me?"

"playing what?"

"Do you want to go to the Internet cafe and play games? Thieves are fun, I can take you."

"No money."

"No, Brother Jia, are you so picky?"

"I really have no money," Qi Jia paused, and looked at him out of the corner of his eyes: "It's not just a day or two that your brother Jia is poor."

Jiang Xing scratched the back of his head, "That's true."

Although the Qi Jia in his impression is good-looking and has good grades, it seems that she really has very little pocket money, and he just thinks that her family is tight.

"Then why don't you go?"

"You pay the Internet fee?"

"Then I invite you."

Qi Jia raised her lips and smiled, took out a lollipop and gave it to Jiang Xing's mouth: "Good brother, Brother Jia treats you to some candy."

Jiang Xing hurriedly hid, and jumped out from under her hand, "You eat it yourself, it's disgusting."

Qi Jia rolled her eyes.

Holding the candy stick and crunching it, there was a crisp and loud breaking sound.

Do not eat white do not eat.

The agreed young girl ran away like a gust of wind, with a youthful smile on her face.

Wei Huai poked the arm of the person next to him, "Brother Xian, I read correctly just now, is that girl the one who fought yesterday?"

With an English dictionary in his hand, Jiang Xian read a few sentences in his mouth, and responded calmly, "Well, it's her."

Seeing Wei Huai's little cowardly expression, he then added lightly: "The transfer student you mentioned is also her."

"It's called Qi Jia."

Wei Huai's eyes widened: "She, she, she...is, that's Qi Jia?"

Jiang Xian nodded slightly: "Yes."

Glancing at him, he reminded: "Pay attention to the image."

Wei Huai immediately closed his chin.

Blinked vigorously.

People are dumbfounded.

Qi Jia followed Jiang Xing and fought in the Internet cafe for nearly two hours.

It's dark outside.

Jiang Xing grabbed his schoolbag and stood up in a hurry, "I have played too much, I will definitely be scolded to death by my mother when I go back."

Seeing Qi Jia's unhurried appearance, he was a little envious: "Brother Jia, your parents are too kind, they don't care about you."

That's because no one cares.

Qi Jia lowered her eyes and flicked her satchel.

Jiang Xing envied Qi Jia's unrestrained and open-minded temperament, so he was willing to be her little brother.

At the age of fifteen or sixteen, rebellious teenagers yearn for freedom the most, and do what they like without restraint.

The two left the Internet cafe and parted at the door.

The bright moon was in the sky, the sky was full of stars, and there were many students on the road, laughing and laughing all the way in groups, making Qi Jia especially desolate and lonely.

She brushed her hair and walked aimlessly to where she lived.

Can't call it home.

Logically speaking, Qi Jia should live on campus in this situation, but she is not used to it, so she rented a house outside. Good middle-aged Mr.

It's on the street behind the school, Hongshui Street.

Because she grew up in an orphanage, she is sensitive and independent by nature, and she does lack discipline and willful behavior.

She came to the No. 2000 Middle School, and the director of the orphanage raised more than [-] yuan for her to study hard and strive to be admitted to a good university.

At first, Qi Jia was full of expectations, but after coming to No. [-] Middle School, she realized that she was out of place here, and began to turn back into the thorny, hypocritical rebellious girl she used to be.

There was a sharp movement of laughing and cursing in front, and Qi Jia suddenly raised her head, and she saw two girls in No. [-] Middle School uniforms, and three boys from other schools.

Qi Jia narrowed her eyes slightly, and could tell that the school uniform belonged to a vocational high school.

Those two girls looked familiar, they were the ones who had a fight with Qi Jia yesterday.

The two girls obviously didn't notice Qi Jia, they looked at each other suddenly, they were both stunned, subconsciously trying to avoid it, but suddenly thought of something, pulled the side next to them, and whispered something in their ears.

But after a while, several boys looked at Qi Jia, with interest flashing in their eyes.

One of the short-cut boys stepped forward: "Are you the girl who beat my sister yesterday?"

Qi Jia stood still, with her hands behind her back.

Watching them warily.

She is not born to fight, nor is she gifted, but she has more experience in actual combat.

When I was a child, I was bullied a lot because of my background, and it was common for me to be pushed to the ground and beaten.

Their area is backward and remote, and most of them are barbarians, even adults, even children. Qi Jia is often bullied because of her well-behaved appearance.

Later, when I got older, I learned to resist.

One year, a man who was a soldier came back from their village and would often come to the orphanage to see the children. In Qi Jia's eyes, he was mighty and majestic, so he pestered him all the time, asking him to teach her self-defense skills. Although he is small, he has a clever mind and has learned a little bit.

Qi Jia was also "invincible all over the world" later on.

The current situation is special.

Qi Jia wasn't too sure.

Seeing Qi Jia's defensive expression, the cropped boy smiled, "Don't worry, we won't do anything to you, such an upright girl, I can't bear to do anything."

Qi Jia looked coldly: "Is there something wrong?"

The inch-cut man smiled generously and said, "It's a small matter, just apologize to my sister, and you have to make a detour when you see her in the future."

There is a saying that those who know current affairs are heroes.

Qi Jia stared at them, her gaze paused for two seconds, then she turned to the two girls hiding behind the boys.

The two girls obviously dodged, and they were a little scared by her beating yesterday.

She moved her lips: "I'm sorry."

The girl was a little flattered, as if she really didn't expect her to apologize, and waved her hands repeatedly: "It's okay, you, you didn't mean it, we were wrong."

They were only participants in yesterday's dispute, not the mastermind.

corner of the wall.

Looking at the figure walking away, Wei Huai smacked his lips: "The little girl can stretch and bend, her future is boundless..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Xian walked straight away.

Wei Huai stood there for a moment, then slapped his thigh and chased after him: "Hey, wait for me, brother Xian!"

I caught up with it, with a hint of disdain: "I didn't peek at what I said, but I ran into him again."

What is the reason?

Jiang Xian paused slightly: "It's you, not me."

"?"

He said succinctly: "I didn't want to read it, you have to pull me."

Wei Huai: "..."

No, he didn't tie him up with a rope, so he can leave if he wants to?

Wei Huai pouted, very speechless.

Jiang Xian glanced at the time on his watch, it was past eight o'clock.

Thinking about whether she can stretch or bend, it's because of her great disparity in strength that she can't beat her.

Otherwise, according to her vengeful mentality that counts every penny, how could she bow her head and admit her mistake.

(End of this chapter)