Chapter 153 The roommate of the double-faced senior gentleman (6)
Bo Taoyao was surrounded by so many people and his face was so red that he almost bled.
She pushed away Wang Yu and Xu Xuan who were squatting on the ground trying to help her clean up, and quickly put the bottles and cans on the floor into the basin.
But no matter how quickly she cleaned up, everyone could still clearly see the other things on the floor. From lotions to essences, a complete set of skin care equipment was available.
This made the surrounding discussions even louder.
How do a group of adolescent boys know what emotional intelligence is and what it means to hurt others? They only know that those who are different from the public should be laughed at.
Some boys covered their noses and said disgustedly: "Hey, I thought he just looked girly, but I didn't expect that he secretly uses skin care products used by women. No wonder he looks white and tender. He doesn't know how."
He’s a pervert!”
The comments and insults around her became louder and louder. Bo Taoyao lowered her head and packed her things quickly, but her tears kept falling to the ground.
Wang Yu and Xu Xuan, who were standing close, saw that they felt a little guilty in their hearts, but there were so many people around. They looked at each other, and their desire to save face was still greater than their guilt.
Just as Bo Taoyao was gathering the things and equipment scattered on the floor, picking up the washbasin and getting up, a clear and indifferent young voice came from not far away from the corridor: "What are you doing?"
The originally noisy crowd suddenly became quiet. Everyone turned around and saw Gu Chuan coming back with his schoolbag on his back, and they automatically made way for him.
Gu Chuan walked in and saw Bo Taoyao squatting on the ground packing her things, and the bottle of pink water broken on the ground.
He frowned slightly and was about to ask what the fuss was about with so many people surrounding the door of his dormitory.
He saw Bao Taoyao, who was just squatting on the ground and sobbing silently while packing her things, wiped her tears vigorously, glanced at him with red eyes, turned around and trotted into the private bathroom of the dormitory, and closed it with a "snap" from the inside.
opened the door.
Gu Chuan's brows furrowed even more tightly. He had just seen embarrassment and hurt in his glance, but his back looked indescribably stubborn.
Obviously his shoulders are so thin...
He turned around and asked Wang Yu and Xu Xuan at the door: "Tell me, didn't I tell you not to provoke this glass man? Otherwise, if something happens to him then I will be blamed on my head. What happened just now?"
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Wang Yu briefly explained what had just happened.
After saying that, he raised his hands: "Xu Xuan can testify that I really didn't push him down on purpose. I just pushed him lightly, and who knew he would fall..."
"No," Gu Chuan gently pushed the gold-rimmed glasses that looked particularly beautiful on his face, and asked indifferently: "I mean, what do you care about what other people use?
Did the things he used hurt you or affect you? Why are you reacting so strongly?"
His voice was neither soft nor loud, and he did not raise his voice deliberately, but it was loud enough that everyone in the quiet corridor, including Bo Taoyao in the bathroom with poor soundproofing, could hear it.
Everyone fell silent instantly. Once someone raised this question from another angle, a group of people were instantly awakened.
They looked at each other for a moment.
It seems so. What does Bo Taoyao like to use in private? What does it have to do with them? Why are they so malicious about this matter?
Wang Yu and Xu Xuan both lowered their heads in embarrassment at this time. Facing Gu Chuan, who was the same age as them and grew up together, they were always made to look like uncivilized monkeys.
Gu Chuan said helplessly: "Okay, let's forget it this time. Bao Taoyao was punished because I had my head broken, and the girls who hit him with volleyballs have already been punished. I have to bear joint responsibility for this, so
Teacher Yang transferred him to my dormitory and asked me to take care of him more in the future.
You two, please stop provoking him and causing me trouble, otherwise I will tell your parents that your grades in cultural classes are not good and you will go to cram school with me."
Xu Xuan is a music student, and Wang Yu is a physical education student. What they hate the most are cultural classes, and what they are most afraid of hearing is Gu Chuan's threat of "make-up classes."
The key is that their parents regard Gu Chuan as the best child in "other people's families" and simply obey Gu Chuan's suggestions. They really can't afford to offend him.
In the end, Xu Xuan said: "I know, we will ask him to apologize tomorrow and we will not provoke him again. Really, your class teacher is really amazing. He can actually come up with crooked tricks to use you to contain him."
Gu Chuan nodded and let everyone outside disperse. He didn't like too many people surrounding the door of his dormitory.
After the crowd outside dispersed, he closed the door to the dormitory, sat down in his seat, and said lightly to the bathroom: "Okay, there's no one here, come out."
After a rustling sound came from the bathroom, Bao Taoyao, whose eyes were red from crying, walked out of it. When she looked at Gu Chuan, she burped in a helpless way.
Gu Chuan only glanced at him, glanced at the injury on his knee, then withdrew his gaze, opened a very difficult physics exercise book, picked up a pen, lowered his head and started writing questions.
Bo Taoyao's bed and desk were right opposite him, and the desk was sitting back to back with him.
She walked slowly back to her seat, and before sitting down, she suddenly thanked Gu Chuan in a low voice and quickly: "Just... thank you."
Gu Chuan paused while writing the question and raised his eyebrows in surprise.
In the end, I didn’t say anything and continued to answer questions.
He thought to himself that this Bo Taoyao seemed different from the good-for-nothing he imagined.
At least he can tell the difference between good and bad, and will express his gratitude seriously.
It's just... he's still too weak. He doesn't like weak people.