Stuttering Big Boss’s White Moonlight

The third class is English. In the middle of the class, the teacher asks everyone to form a team at the same table and read words aloud to each other.

Yu Yin's insulting words surrounded Cheng Chu's mind.

She didn't understand, when did Gu Miao stutter?

Although Gu Miao was taciturn in his previous life, he didn't have any problems when speaking.

The classroom is noisy, and Rosici, who is at the same table, is looking down and turning the book to the word page.

Cheng Chu bumped her with his elbow, pointed his finger at the blank space of the page, and motioned to her with his eyes.

Luo Xixi moved a little aside and saw Cheng Chu's neat handwriting——

"Yu Yin just scolded Gu Miao for stuttering, is it true?"

Rosie nodded, and whispered in her ear: "It seems to be true. I also listened to what others said, but I have been in the same class with him for more than two months, and almost never heard him say a complete sentence. Yes, oh, well, this one or two words."

Cheng Chu looked down, her long eyelashes like butterfly wings trembling slightly.

She thought that when she first saw Gu Miao, he said two words to herself.

"You, good." He said slowly, with a slight pause in the middle, as if trying to restrain something.

In the hospital on weekends, he seemed to only say "no" and "um."

They are all answers that can be solved in one word.

Cheng Chu originally thought that he was just cold by nature and didn't want to say more, but he didn't expect this to be the reason.

She wanted to ask something more, but the English teacher had come slowly.

The classroom was full of various sounds, noisy and chaotic.

Cheng Chu listened intently to Rosie's words, but didn't notice that the table behind was always silent.

Zhou Ran and Gu Miao have been at the same table for more than two months, and he is not a talkative person, so he has always adapted well to Gu Miao's silence.

But now the teacher has already come over, and if you don't speak anymore, it's like trying to kill yourself.

He had to move the book to Gu Miao and whispered: "The teacher is here, I will read it first."

After speaking, he read the words for himself.

But Gu Miao kept her head down, staring at the textbook with her dark eyes, looking very serious.

But in fact, since Yu Yin's finding of fault has just been ignored, his thoughts have been rushing uncontrollably.

Many group tasks were completed, and the noisy classroom was much quieter.

Gu Miao raised her eyes and looked at the girl's slender back, but her anxiety grew like weeds.

His irritable heart gradually rose with a trace of violence, so hated that he wanted to have a fight at Yin, and wanted to ask loudly and confidently.

But he can't, he can't even say a complete sentence.

Gu Miao didn't want to lose face in front of the girl.

If he speaks, he must be stumbling. Not only can he not refute Yu Yin, but he will also become a joke for the whole class.

She must look down on herself too.

Gu Miao pressed her lips tightly, her hand holding the pen was so hard that even her finger bones were slightly white.

His thoughts fluttered unconsciously, and he thought about whether Cheng Chu would think he was a rude person now that he returned to his seat without saying a word.

Knocked down someone's book drinking glass, but didn't even say an apology.

Gu Miao closed her eyes weakly, and Qingjun's brows showed a little irritability.

The English teacher re-taught again, and the classroom was silent.

Gu Miao opened his eyes and tried hard to force himself to listen to the class seriously. He asked for a day off last week. He has already lost a lot of homework and can no longer indulge like this.

It wasn't until the end of English get out of class that his heart calmed down a bit.

But Yu Yin didn't seem to want to make him feel better. As soon as the teacher left, he stood up and paced slowly to Gu Miao's table.

He lifted one foot and kicked Gu Miao's table hard.

"Bang" made a loud noise, like thunder, and the class fell silent instantly.

The textbooks that Gu Miao placed at the corner of the table were shaken and scattered to the ground.

"Stutter, don't you apologize?" Yu Yin murmured.

Cheng Chu pursed his lips, turned his head, and said coldly: "Have you ever finished?"

"I'm endless? He hit me first, and still looks as if not apologizing." Yu Yin turned around and continued to say to Gu Miao proudly, "Apologize!"

Gu Miao stood up, and the blue veins on his forehead burst out, as if he had fallen into a small flame in his ordinary eyes.

Although he is thin, he is tall and straight as a teenager, and when he stands up, he is arrogant.

Yu Yin took a half step back with some guilty conscience. After a while, he pushed forward and collapsed again.

The fire seems to be in the air, and contradictions are on the verge.

At this time, the class teacher’s solemn voice came from the door: "What are you doing in a group?"

The people watching the excitement disappeared.

Yu Yin stared at Gu Miao and returned to his seat obediently.

The head teacher walked to the podium with the textbook in his arms, took off the inserted USB flash drive, looked up and patrolled around, then said: "You guys, don't do anything to me. The last time the fight was caused by the principal, My face is lost."

Her eyes cast coldly, like a penetrating sword.

"Especially you, Yu Yin, don't make me any more tricks."

Touching the class teacher's line of sight, Yu Yin was stabbed and lowered his head, behaved and quiet like a frightened rabbit.

Cheng Chu saw his funny look sideways and smiled mockingly.

It seemed that Yu Yin didn't do this kind of thing once or twice, maybe he did it all by himself.

After the head teacher said this, the bell rang.

The students prepared their textbooks one after another and started a new class.

Perhaps it was the class teacher's words that worked. After this get out of class was over, Yu Yin did not come to trouble.

Cheng Chu's suspended heart fell slightly to the ground.

The day's class ended quickly.

During the break, Cheng Chu tried to find Gu Miao to say a few words, but the answers he received were always "um" and "good", such perfunctory remarks.

She didn't know if Gu Miao didn't want to talk to herself, or if he was afraid of stuttering when speaking, she would laugh at him.

But Cheng Chu is not an easy person to give up. They still have so much time to come to Japan.

Cheng Chu thought that this incident was strangled by the head teacher's suppression.

But during the big class that day, Cheng Chu fetched water and returned to the class. Just after sitting down, he heard Yu Yin's noisy sound like a broken gong.

"Zhou Ran, have you heard Gu Miao speak?" He pulled Gu Miao at the same table, looked around, and asked loudly.

Zhou Ran was torn and couldn't get away, so she shook her head.

"Let me tell you, my good buddy, he was in the same class as him in the first year of high school. He said that when he introduced himself on the first day. Hello, everyone. My name is Gu Miao."

He laughed exaggeratedly, with undisguised malice on his open face, leaning forward and back and patted the table.

A small part of the people around also laughed.

Yu Yin continued to say more proudly: "This stammers, I really laugh at me, hahahahaha."

The autumn weather in Haishi is not cold, but Cheng Chu felt a coolness quietly rising from the soles of his feet.

She pursed her lips, stood up abruptly, and glanced at Yu Yin coldly: "Is it funny?"

"Quiet." Yu Yin turned his head and squinted at Cheng Chu, and said with a strange air: "The messenger of justice has appeared again."

Cheng Chu had been turning a blind eye to him these days, but at the moment he just heard him say a few stubborn things, and took the initiative to choke with him.

Yu Yin was jealous and angry.

He suppressed the anger in his heart, turned his head back lightly, stroked the kettle placed on the corner of the table, and sneered: "Fake kindness, I'm telling you, his impolite beasts broke my kettle. If you pay, don’t even say I’m sorry. You can count on helping him with a few words, so he can read you, okay?"

There were many people sitting in the classroom, but Gu Miao was not seen.

Yu Yin glanced at the door, and there were people coming and going in the corridor outside. The head teacher had just called out Gu Miao, and it was estimated that he would not be back in a while.

So he cursed even more unscrupulously: "So I advise you to stop talking for him, the kind of people who don't know what is good or bad, if you help him, then you can't even say thank you."

Cheng Chu pressed her lips tightly, her beautiful peach blossom eyes flashed.

Seeing this, Rosie, who was next to her, hurriedly pulled her, beckoning her not to take this muddy water.

This Yu Yin was a member of a small group in their age. He was doing evil in school on weekdays. The teacher took care of it a few times before he stopped a little, and it was no good to provoke them.

What's more, it's for an unrelated person.

But Cheng Chu doesn't care about this. Although she is a good-tempered girl, she is not a person who can swallow her anger. If someone touches her bottom line, she will fight back fiercely without hesitation.

She turned sideways slightly, looking at the kettle at the corner of the Yin table.

It was a black heat-preserving pot, with some lacquer frayed on the corners of the lid, which was probably caused by accidentally falling to the ground that day.

Does this break the kettle?

Cheng Chu smiled coldly, walked quickly to Yu Yin's table, raised the kettle, and hit the ground with all his strength.

"Boom" made a muffled sound.

Yu Yin lowered his eyes to see that his black water bottle was smashed out of a hole and rolled along the ground to the podium.

"Fuck your mother, what are you doing?" Yu Yin flushed with anger, desperately shouting at Cheng Chu.

Cheng Chu glanced at him contemptuously, ran to the podium unhappily, kicking the water cup back fiercely like kicking a ball.

The water cup scratched the floor, making a harsh sound.

The black lacquer was worn out, and a deep pit was recessed at the bottom.

Cheng Chu picked up the kettle slowly, placed it on the corner of Yu Yin's table lightly, and whispered, "This is called crashing the kettle, okay?"

"You." Yu Yin's neck flushed with anger, and couldn't say a word.

Cheng Chu smiled sweetly and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Don't think I don't know, the last time he fell because you tripped him."

Yu Yin's face froze for a moment.

Cheng Chu smiled and took out a few hundred-yuan bills from his pocket, patted them on his desk, and said, "If you lose it, go and buy a new one yourself. Don't say so poorly that I broke your drinking glass. I won't lose you money yet."

There was no sound in the classroom, and everyone was shocked by Cheng Chu's wave of operations.

Cheng Chu turned his head and smiled softly at Rosici: "Let's go, didn't you just say you want to have breakfast?"

"Ah, oh oh." Luo Xixi recovered from the shock, and while pulling Cheng Chu's sleeves, she ran out, and said repeatedly: "The woman is so handsome, you won't be because I told you yesterday , Yu Yin deliberately tripped Gu Miao, so he was so angry."

Cheng Chu was dragged by her for a few steps.

The bright morning light flooded the corridor, Gu Miao was standing in the sun holding a handful of homework, the morning wind blew his forehead, and the eyes hidden under the black-framed glasses were looking at her unblinkingly.

The author has something to say: Cheng Chu: Did my warm little sweetheart persona collapse like this?