my sister never called brother

Zhou Han's house.

While eating, Miyazaki Airi still didn't notice anything unusual about Zhou Han.

But no one will find out...

On the table in Zhou Han's room, the admission notice for Zhongqing No. [-] Middle School has been completely filled out.

That's right, he has completely moved his mind, and the balance in his heart has completely tilted in one direction.

Perhaps in his mind, he had really made his own choice.

Even if that's not true, and seems flimsy as spider's silk.

Zhou Han will also grab it without hesitation, and climb out of his current situation little by little.

The shimmering Elizabeth sat on top of Zhou Han's head, shaking her calf.

"Have you made up your mind yet?" Elizabeth asked calmly.

Zhou Han didn't answer.

Elizabeth sighed, resting her chin on her hand, a little bored.

morning--

The students in the third class of the second year were very angry, because today the news department made fun of them again in the publication.

"Yesterday, Class [-] was scared to death by Class [-] again."

This eye-catching title once again ignited the topic of the students of Jinteng Academy, especially the four words "fucking", no matter how you pronounce it, it is a little insulting.

Class Three is going to become the softest class in the whole school, it seems to be a certainty, and it is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Feng Jiarui angrily threw the publications of the news department on the ground, and said angrily, "The sons of a bitch in the news department! What's going on!? It's not over yet! The student union is too! Are you eating shit? Such insulting news, they Don't care?"

He didn't stir up everyone's emotions today, but pointed the finger at the news department and the student union.

Although Feng Jiarui was beaten for no reason, he didn't want to go and settle accounts with the group of animals in Class [-].

But the current situation made it difficult for him to ride a tiger. If he didn't respond, it would be difficult for him to get along in the class.

In addition to the vanity emotion, there was another emotion, but he didn't notice it.

"Forget it, forget it, calm down..." Gu Bai was ashamed, and he didn't expect that the news department would abnormally seize on this matter.

It would be understandable if yesterday's news was for the sake of hype, but it would be unreasonable to still come today.

Just after Feng Jiarui finished speaking, many people followed suit and yelled at the News Department and the Student Union.

Wang Qianqian was listening to music with headphones on, and was annoyed by the noise around her.

She took off her earphones and was about to say something, but her deskmate Liu Yue preempted her——

"What are you arguing about here?!" Liu Yue stood up, frowned, and said in a bad tone, "If you are so angry, why don't you pick up a chair and call back? What's the use of using your mouth to show off in class? Tell us Woolen cloth?"

Liu Yue's impatience couldn't bear it anymore, she couldn't bear to see Feng Jiarui's face yesterday, and today she came to repeat the old memory, which made her feel a little sick.

"Why do you speak so badly?" Feng Jiarui couldn't hold back when his little thoughts were exposed, "You mean that we are all to blame for this incident?"

"Don't blame you and who are you blaming?" Liu Yue didn't speak politely, and directly expressed everyone's thoughts, "It's just some of you boys who were beaten, so what's the matter with us?"

Chapter 120 Five Signs of Transferring

This is what many people want to say. These people did not participate in the incident, and they are quite critical of those who caused trouble.

Especially because of the relationship between a small number of people, let the whole class take the blame.

They don't realize that something is aroused inside them.

"You..." Feng Jiarui was speechless at Liu Yue's words, not knowing how to refute.

Because what Liu Yue said was the truth after all, no one could deny that the cause of the incident was caused by Feng Jiarui and his group.

Feng Jiarui was at a loss for words for a while, but after all, he was as cunning as a fox, and immediately thought of a countermeasure, which was——

Speak from the moral high ground.

"What do you mean it's none of your business? Do you have a sense of collective honor?" Feng Jiarui had a solution, but he came up immediately, "Is it a matter for a small group of us now? The news department only reports on the class as a unit , not to take a small number of people!"

Liu Yue opened his mouth and was speechless. Feng Jiarui's words were indeed very reasonable. The conversations between the two were at different heights, so it was inevitable that they would be speechless.

"Those of us who have been beaten have thick skins. It doesn't matter if the collective honor is trampled on. I'm just afraid of some people~" Feng Jiarui struck while the iron was hot, and said in a strange way, "You still talk sarcastic at this time~"

Liu Yue's face turned green and white for a while when Feng Jiarui satirized her, very angry.

"Now the whole school is staring at Class [-], Grade [-]. Losing face is not about losing face, but..." Feng Jiarui paused, glanced at everyone, pretending to be confident, Say loudly, "Lost the face of the whole class!!!"

The whole class fell silent, because in this extraordinary period, such speeches can easily impress others.

Gu Bai was startled, and clapped his hands, breaking the silence.

Then echoes, praises and applause came and went for a long time.

Liu Yue blushed, and sat down angrily. She never thought that she would play the role of a villain in the end and act as a stepping stone for Feng Jiarui.

Feng Jiarui smiled, his face was flushed, feeling the praise and applause, showing a triumphant look.

The method he adopts is extremely simple, that is, to talk about small things in the direction of big things, and raise the whole gang fight incident to the height of collective honor.

Even if the incident was caused by a small group of people headed by Feng Jiarui, who would dare to say "no" under the golden signboard of collective honor?

Feng Jiarui felt that this was the first time he had been so successful in front of everyone, and he raised his head to the sky, so he felt this feeling well.

He didn't know that it was the general trend to make everyone aware of the collective sense of honor.

When things develop to this stage, as the external pressure of the class increases, the centripetal force within the class will also increase, and the relationship between the two is directly proportional.

Therefore, the emergence of a sense of collective honor is not a possibility, but an inevitable result.

All these things were within the plan of the Qingxue Office, and Feng Jiarui was actually used indirectly by them once.

Of course, Feng Jiarui may never know these secret things, and he himself has the experience of being used as a gunman.

Miyazaki Airi held her face with one hand, and looked at Feng Jiarui's success as a villain, as if laughing.

She remembered the fourth step of the plan that Lin Nianwei said in the club——

In the club activity room of Qingxue Office, everyone has listened to the first three steps.

After Lin Nianwei finished writing the fourth step, she held up the blank paper for everyone to see.

"The fourth step is to inspire a sense of collective honor."

"Why did you do that?" Miyazaki Airi asked blankly.

"Because if the first three steps are carried out smoothly, there will be disagreements in the class. At this time, they need to stimulate their collective sense of honor and unite." Lin Nianwei explained.

"It sounds easy, but how to do it? Do you want to talk about it one by one?" Miyazaki Airi said excitedly.

"No, just wait and see the changes, because when the external pressure reaches a certain level, unity is an inevitable trend, and it is easy to see from the evolution of history." Lin Nianwei said flatly.

"In that case, will Zhou Han's interpersonal relationship improve?" Miyazaki Airi asked cheerfully, and couldn't help being optimistic.

"No." Lin Nianwei denied it.

"Eh!? Why not? Isn't everyone already united?" Miyazaki Airi couldn't figure it out.

"This is what we need to do in the last step, which is the content of the fifth step..."

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Miyazaki Airi showed a rare smile when everyone was excited.

Because after all, the plan seems to have been more than half successful.

It's only one step away, and everything can return to normal.

She thinks so.

Even though he thought so too.

However, the actions taken...

It has already run in the opposite direction.

Zhongqing Eighth Middle School——

Zhou Han took a taxi and came here.

This is his first visit to a school known for its harsh atmosphere.

It is not the imagined scene, graffiti is all over the floor, the windows are leaking, and the teaching building is old and dilapidated.

The real scene is that the surroundings are clean, the glass of the windows is very clean, and the teaching building is also very new, as if it has just been built.

Although the conditions from the school gate looked much worse than Jinteng College, it was not as messy as imagined.

The gloomy black iron school gate left a deep impression on Zhou Han, like it was in a concentration camp during World War II, with barbed wire tied on it.

Zhou Han doesn't know, this door is mainly used to scare new students, and wants to tell them——

Don't think that you will be lawless when you come to Zhongqing No. [-] Middle School. It is not impossible for the school to punish you.

After studying in Zhongqing No. [-] Middle School for a year, I knew that these were all lies. As long as you don’t destroy public property, the teachers don’t care about you. They only care about getting a monthly salary.

This is why Zhongqing No. [-] Middle School looks pretty good on the outside.

"This is Zhongqing No. [-] Middle School?" Zhou Han looked at the school gate, the huge contrast between imagination and reality made him a little bit unacceptable.

From the sound in front of the small shop in the distance, bursts of heavy metal-style rock music came, which was deafening.

A few boys who were about the same age as Zhou Han gathered together and smoked cheap cigarettes. They were wearing the red school uniform of Zhongqing No. [-] Middle School, colorfully drawn with strokes.

There is also that flamboyant hairstyle, which is called non-mainstream if it sounds good, but it is Shamat if it sounds bad, and he wears inexplicable metal ornaments on his body, and some of them have faded.

They laughed dissolutely, and swear words casually from their mouths.

This group of people think that this is to vent the depression of adolescence, to release themselves, and to express their true temperament.

Zhou Han glanced at them and thought to himself, this group of people fit my imagination.

The students of Zhongqing No. [-] Middle School are more xenophobic, and they are more concerned about Zhou Han's face.

Chapter 120 Six Outer School Conflicts

And Zhou Han actually dared to look at them. According to the understanding of these students, this look was contempt.

"What are you looking at!? Are you looking for death!?" People who have good things don't even want to yell at them directly.

Zhou Han was startled, turned his head to look at the group of people, and originally wanted to go up and teach them a lesson.

But if you think about it carefully, there is no need for this. It is too cheap for a dog to bite you and then bite you back.

Zhou Han glanced at them coldly, his eyes were cold, and he wanted to warn them, don't provoke him, otherwise he won't be able to eat and walk around.

His routine is very useful in Jinteng Academy, but it doesn't work in Zhongqingba, where bad habits are prevalent. Everyone only obeys force.

"Hehe~" The leading student smiled and said to his companions, "This guy is crazy, let's go! Go and meet him!"

Everyone in Zhongqing No. [-] Middle School threw away their cigarette butts one after another, and walked towards Zhou Han aggressively, surrounding him.

The leading student walked around Zhou Han, looked him up and down, and said, "I haven't seen it~ which school are you from?"

Zhou Han ignored him and simply smiled.

"Laughing fart?" The leading student put his face closer, trying to put pressure on Zhou Han, "Speak up!"

Zhou Han found it funny more and more. With such a small group of people, it's not too easy to teach them a lesson.

"I'm fucking asking you something!" The leading student grabbed Zhou Han's collar.

Zhou Han was stunned. Although he was prepared for the atmosphere of Zhongqing No. [-] Middle School, he still didn't expect that this group of people would be so aggressive.

From childhood to adulthood, except for my own sister and mother, no one dared to use such provocative actions towards Zhou Han.

Zhou Han wasn't too good at it, so he shot quickly, grabbed the lead student's finger, and snapped it hard, making a "click".

"Ahhh!!!" The leading student let go of Zhou Han like an electric shock, screamed in pain, covered his fingers, and stared at Zhou Han with red eyes.

Zhou Han straightened his collar without even looking at him.

"Abolish him!!!" The leading student was trembling with anger. He had never seen such an arrogant person at the gate of Zhongqing No. [-] Middle School.

Everyone in Zhongqing No. [-] Middle School looked at each other and rushed forward with swear words.

Zhou Han was very calm, and taught these bastards a lesson without any hesitation.

He slapped the face as quickly as lightning and flint, and slapped the nearest person on the face with a "slap"!