Kurobutong cried at least twice today because of his anger. Even under such circumstances, the Yuan family went to great lengths to help him. Yu Xian's childish heart was only grateful and did not want to let such unreasonable rumors destroy Kurobutong.
Holy image at the Tokyo University of Fine Arts.
"Then it is indeed Kirima Hiiragi?!" The little girl wearing glasses' face turned red with excitement.
"I'm even less familiar with Tongma." Yu Xian waved his hands naively.
"Can I exchange mobile phone numbers with Yu Xian, please?"
"Me, I want it too!"
"And I!"
"The mailbox is fine, please!"
Yu Xian was really devastated. There were too many people and he was sweating. He could only explain one by one: "I'm sorry, I don't have a mobile phone. I'm sorry, I don't have an email. Huh...huh? Who is stealing from me?"
butt?!"
No, you guys have gone too far after eating my chocolate.
Bullying honest people, right?
If I had known earlier, I would have given him a big mouth.
After a while, the students dispersed a little. Yuzuru unbuttoned his shirt collar to get some air, turned around and asked the boy behind him who had just snatched the chocolate: "Excuse me, what mistake did Takura Aoi make and was ordered to go home?"
Reflect?"
The boy chewed the chocolate that didn't belong to him, and said with a sigh: "Takashi Aoi planned to commit suicide, but the teacher stopped her."
The smile on Yu Xian's childish face suddenly disappeared: "Suicide?"
The boy struggled to swallow the chocolate that didn't belong to him, and said with a smile: "You new transfer doesn't know, but this matter made a big fuss some time ago. Takatsuki has no friends in school, and no one in the school likes her.
She, I don’t know what stimulation she received that day, she almost jumped from the building and fell to her death, but the teacher’s quick eyesight and hands quickly stopped her.”
"Then what?"
“Then the teacher called Tian Kongkui’s mother over to comfort her, but Tian Kongkui’s mother felt that Tian Kongkui had embarrassed her, so she grabbed her hair and beat her in front of her classmates.
The beating was much harder than before, and several hairs were pulled out. I heard that she was kicked all the way home from the stairs of the teaching building. Takatsuki cried so loudly that we almost died laughing."
The boy smiled and licked his lips: "If the teacher hadn't followed her mother along the way and lowered her head to apologize, I think Takura Aoi would have been beaten to death by her mother that time."
"Her mother... why?" Yu Xian's childish body was cold.
"Oh, why don't you know anything? Her mother is a bartender. She is bullied by men every day and night. If anything happens during the day, she just takes it out on Takashi Aoi." The boy laughed loudly while leaning on his chair.
"Besides, this is normal. We often beat her up and play with her. Takashi Aoi has albinism. People with albinism are monsters. Who wants to play with her? She is our toy."
Suddenly, there was a sound of tables and chairs overturning, and the students who had not dispersed immediately opened their eyes wide. Yu Xian grabbed the boy's collar and immediately hit the side of his face with a flowing fist.
The boy fell to the ground in an instant, and a piece of desk, chair and books were also smashed down, leaving a light dusting in the sun.
"She won't be here anymore." Yuxian Zhisheng rubbed his sore palms.
The boys were stunned immediately.
The girls screamed loudly, not because they were afraid, but because the action just now was so cool. Even though they felt that it was wrong to hit someone, it was just so cool.
The boys immediately gathered around, looking at each other with something wrong, and talking a lot.
"What's going on? Are you having trouble?"
"No, that's too arrogant. Can you hit someone if you're so crazy just after transferring to another school?"
"Stop everyone first. Don't start fighting again. Go and call the teacher over."
Yu Xian turned around and said seriously: "I made the first move because he said Takashi Aoi was everyone's toy."
"Hey! Is this it?"
Several boys in the crowd and some girls around sneered, "Really, what a big deal, she has no friends to begin with. We educate her, and she is happy to have someone to play with her. She is really
It’s just a toy, you don’t have to do this.”
Yuxian Zhisheng rushed over quickly, raised his fist and punched the boy who was talking. The boy's nosebleed instantly came out. The boys around him were stunned for a moment. After reacting, they hurriedly grabbed Yuxian Zhisheng.
sleeves.
The tables and chairs all collapsed one after another. Yu Xian's childish eyes were filled with tears, and he punched the boy in the face one after another: "I said, she won't be the same in the future. Say it quickly! Say it! Say it loudly
!Tasora Aoi is not your toy!"
One boy slammed Yu Xian's head with a book, and the other kicked him directly on Yu Xian's back, leaving a stain on the clean school uniform.
Dirty footprints.
"Damn it, standing up for a freak, trying to be a hero, you're so fucking pretentious."
These boys usually work in a small group, and when one is beaten, several of them will get together. Eating a piece of chocolate from Yu Xian is not considered a great favor in the children's hearts, but this kind of relationship involves respect in the class.
You will never be soft-hearted in a fight.
"What are you doing standing still! Pull them all away!" the female monitor shouted loudly.
The rest of the boys reacted instantly and hurried to pull the few people who were struggling together.
These boys all have a good impression of Yu Xian's childishness, and they can't stand that small group bullying Takong Aoi all day long, but when it comes to helping Takong Aoi... no one dares to, mainly because they suffer
Those who are excluded will continue to be excluded.
But now that they saw Yu Xian just go ahead and do it regardless of the consequences, the sense of justice in their hearts surged out. They didn't take action, they just put up a human wall to prevent those boys from rushing over to make a sneak attack, while protecting them.
Yuxian Zhisheng, while letting Yuxian Zhisheng ride on the boy's body, waved his fists.
"I want you to say it! Takashi Aoi is not your toy!" Yuxian roared childishly. No one has ever seen him roaring like this. From his performance in the morning to now, everyone thinks he is a character like Prince Charming.
, but now, he is violently like a monster.
"Takora Aoi is our toy." The boy who was beaten had a nosebleed, but he was still smiling, "How dare you fucking stand up for her, she is the one we play with, believe it or not, you will even play with her next time
Let’s beat them together!”
"Very good, then I'll keep beating you until you say so." Yu Xian picked up the boy's collar, rushed through the crowd and pushed him against the blackboard. Without saying a word, he pushed his head against the podium. He was angry.
The earth is like a lion.
"Stop him! Why didn't you stop him!" The female monitor was frightened and almost cried.
"You can't stop me!" The boys pretended to be stupid and scratched their heads, trying hard to block the few boys behind who were about to rush over and beat up Yu Xian.
"Takura Aoi...is not...our toy." The boy who was almost knocked unconscious was finally beaten to tears, tears streaming down his face, "I was wrong, I know I was wrong, Takura Aoi is not ours."
A toy, she is not our toy.”
Yuxian gasped and let go. He took a deep breath and felt that every part of his body was hurting, but it didn't matter anymore. He did what he wanted to do.
"You're fucking done, you wait after school." A boy from behind the crowd jumped up and shouted, but he couldn't scream quickly, and the girls' eyes almost killed him.
Imai Katsujun hurried over, looking at the mess in this place, dumbfounded and surprised. In his heart, Yu Xian was not the kind of bad student who knew how to fight: "What happened?"
The female monitor hurriedly walked up and explained the whole story quickly.
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(PS. Thank you '姲' for the 2,000 yuan reward. I will return the update tomorrow. I have a cold. This is not an excuse. I really have a cold. The late spring cold and seven consecutive days of rain have really confused my buddies. Please give me more, my darlings.
Pay attention to the temperature changes, love you.)
