Chapter 5

This fight started after all.

Tao Zhi thought peacefully inside.

Although our player is not her, the enemy player is not Jiang Qihuai.

But it doesn't matter, at least Jiang Qihuai's table and everything were involved, and she didn't move any of this.

Sometimes victory comes so easily.

She stood beside her against the wall, looking at the voyeur king who was so cold that he couldn't bear to lift his eyelashes, now she stood at the door with expressionless expression, glanced down with his physics paper, her eyelids drooped, the corners of her lips drooped slightly, the lines of her jaw tightened for a moment, and the veins on the back of her thin hands were bulging.

The next second, Jiang Qihuai turned his head and looked at her.

He stood at the door, and she leaned against the wall. At a very close distance between the two of them, Tao Zhi finally saw something called emotion from his light glass-like eyes.

He was unhappy.

After confirming this, Tao Zhi felt relieved.

Tao Zhi looked at him, blinked his eyes twice, his face full of innocentness, as if he was silently saying-Don't look at me, I did nothing.

She shook her head seriously: "Impulsive."

Tao Zhi sighed: "You boys sometimes are too impulsive."

Pick yourself up clean.

The impulsive actor Song Jiang got up and punched the non-mainstream. Another piece of the paper under his feet was rubbed. The non-mainstream got up cursingly. As soon as he raised his arm, Wang Fanzi appeared behind Jiang Qihuai: "What are you doing! What are you doing! Fighting in the classroom! Ah?! Stop me!!"

The movements of the two passionate male high school students were stopped by their voices. Song Jiang had a little color on his face. Compared to the non-mainstream, he was much worse, and he stood there with a bruised nose and swollen face.

Neither of them belonged to Class 1 of Grade 2, but they were fighting in Class 1. Wang Fanzi took the person away while looking for their class teacher.

The classroom suddenly became quiet. Fu Xiling was so scared that she still held the chopsticks and hugged her seat, not daring to speak.

Jiang Qihuai stood there without moving.

Tao Zhi looked around at the empty space behind the classroom. He just squeezed people and didn't feel it. Now when he saw this, the things on the ground in Jiang Qihuai were indeed a bit miserable.

The kick she kicked him at the table bar was actually not thinking about this. She and Song Jiang were old partners in the fight, and they had no choice but to cooperate.

And in the fight, I was the first to grab it.

In the silence, she watched Jiang Qihuai finally move. He walked over silently, helped the table up and kicked it back to its original position, picked up the papers and books one by one, and threw them back to the table.

Then, Jiang Qihuai went to the bucket to catch his schoolbag.

The bucket was not big, and the schoolbag was quite wide. It didn't fall all of it. It stuck to the edge of the bucket slanted, and a small half was soaked.

Jiang Qihuai pulled the bag strap and lifted it up, hanging it above, and the black bag dripped down with water dripping. The water dripped almost the same. He pulled the zipper apart, pulled out the soaked papers and textbooks, and threw them into the trash can next to him.

He didn't say a word during the whole process. His school uniform was wet with the water on his schoolbag. The water was not clean at all. The white school uniform jacket was obviously dirty and his fingers were wet.

Even if a person who is so heartless as Tao Zhi, after having a good time, he rarely feels uncomfortable and feels guilty.

As she felt guilty, she always felt that Jiang Qihuai seemed to know what she did, but she was too lazy to say it.

Whether she was intentional or not, she really kicked his table over.

Tao Zhi wanted to speak several times, but she didn't know what to say. She was not very good at dealing with such strange situations.

No one spoke, and the air was filled with stiffness and depression.

Fu Xiling finally recovered and raised her hand and poked Tao Zhi's back through the table.

Tao Zhi turned his head and saw the little girl secretly handing her a pack of tissues from below.

What to do?

Tao Zhi looked at her a little confused.

I didn't cry again.

Fu Xiling winked at her and gave a crazy hint, then looked at Jiang Qihuai.

Tao Zhi suddenly realized, finally realized it, took the tissue and turned around.

She hesitated for a moment and gently placed the tissue on his desk.

Jiang Qihuai lowered his eyes and his eyes fell on it for a moment, without any intention of taking it.

He was not a person with a good personality, so he was really angry and was really annoyed.

But the two girls in front kept staring at him, as if they were waiting for his response.

Jiang Qihuai paused.

"Thank you." He looked away, spoke coldly, and said without any emotion.

Tao Zhi touched his nose, but didn't know how to answer for a while.

Jiang Qihuai seemed to have no intention of talking to her, so he turned around and left the classroom with his schoolbag.

In a quiet state, Tao Zhi turned around, looked at Fu Xiling, and confirmed: "Are he angry?"

Fu Xiling nodded: "I think it's a bit."

Tao Zhi nodded, "He didn't use the paper we handed him."

"Because he was angry," Fu Xiling coaxed her, "but he said thank you, and he still took good care of the girls' face, so don't be angry. School has just started, and everyone will be classmates for two years in the future."

Tao Zhi didn't say anything, his eyes fell on the pile of trampled and dirty books and papers on Jiang Qihuai's table. The form he had filled in the office flashed through his mind.

Although she just shook her eyes and just glanced at her, she still saw the words above.

It is a bursary application form.

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Jiang Qihuai left at noon and did not come back. After the first class in the afternoon, Tao Zhi went to the teachers' offices for each subject and finally went to Wang Fanzi's place.

Wang Fanzi, Song Jiang and the head teacher of their non-mainstream class were all there. When she went in, Wang Fanzi saw her and called her: "Tao Zhi, it's just right, call me Fu Xiling."

Tao Zhi responded and glared at Song Jiang as Wang Fanzi turned his head.

——You have explained the girl, too?

Song Jiang had a color on his face. He had just gone to the school clinic to deal with it. A small piece of white gauze was pasted on the left half of his face, and his shape was a bit funny.

He innocently spread his hands, made a zipper with his mouth, and pointed to the non-mainstream next to him with his other hand.

It's not what he said.

Tao Zhi tsk in his heart, glanced at the non-mainstream whose face was swollen like a pig's head, and felt that he was too lightly beaten.

At noon, she asked Fu Xiling about the specific situation. She looked okay with her non-mainstream face and should have a little money at home. It is said that she was doing well in the small circle of the senior year of high school, and her girlfriend was very busy.

Then for some reason, I fell in love with Xiao Baicai Fu Xiling, and pestered her to the schoolmates every day, blocked the classroom door after lunch and went to school, and delivered milk tea and snacks diligently. The more Fu Xiling refused, the more excited he became, and often said some disgusting words from Bala.

After one class, Fu Xiling came back with red eyes. The white papers on Tao Zhi's table were spread out. She was placing all the pieces one by one. While giving the seat, she took the time to look at her: "Are you crying?"

"No," Fu Xiling shook his head, "I explained to Teacher Wang clearly that he shouldn't punish your friend, he just wanted to help me."

"The reason is not important. He also took action. It is normal for him to be scolded and punished when fighting. He has been used to it," Tao Zhi didn't take it seriously. After she went in, she sat down and continued to do the paper. He said with a familiar word, "The next thing is to ask parents to see the attitudes of both parents and write a review. When raising the flag on Monday, he publicly admitted his mistakes and was fined for several weeks on duty. The two of them were not serious and they should not be punished."

Fu Xiling remembered the non-mainstream eyes that were swollen and squeezed into a crack and almost invisible. She didn't know what kind of fight Tao Zhi was thinking about to be severely beaten.

Jiang Qihuai was not there all afternoon until school ended.

Tao Xiuping rarely stayed at home for a few more days in the past two days. At night, he took Tao Zhi to school as usual. As soon as the little girl got on the bus, Tao Xiuping felt that his little ancestor was in a bad state today.

I don't seem to be in that good mood.

"Today is chestnut cream pastry," said Tao Xiuping.

"Oh." Tao Zhi responded, lowered his head to buckle the seat belt, and did not turn around to get it.

He didn't jump into the back seat, nor did he say that he was the best father in the world and looked like Daniel Wu.

Tao Xiuping pressed the steering wheel with one hand and reached out to rub her head: "What's wrong? Who is upsetting our princess today?"

Tao Zhi didn't say anything.

"Have you fought with someone again?" Tao Xiuping guessed, "Is it in the hospital?"

Tao Zhi raised his head dissatisfiedly.

Tao Xiuping was happy and deliberately teased her: "What, I haven't beaten her yet?"

"I didn't fight with anyone. I've only been in school for a few days. How could I cause trouble so easily?"

"Indeed," Tao Xiuping nodded seriously, half-true and half-falsely, "We Zhizhi are just honest kids who don't like to provoke right and wrong. Usually others provoke you first."

Tao Zhi sighed: "Song Jiang fought with someone today."

"Well, then?" Tao Xiuping asked patiently.

"He knocked my annoying dog down on the table at the back of the table," Tao Zhi did not hide his crime, "I kicked it over."

Tao Xiuping: "...Don't swear."

Tao Zhi recalled the tragic situation at noon: "Then his papers, books, etc. fell to the ground, the books were dirty, and the papers were much broken."
To be continued...