Chapter 929
It's disgusting and I can't get rid of it.
Ji Rao frowned, then suddenly heard someone calling his name.
"Oh, isn't this Ji Rao?"
Ji Rao looked up and saw several people coming out of the toilet.
Those people are dressed in gaudy clothes, with hairstyles half long and not short, like dog biting, and the corners of their mouths are smiling rather than smiling, like twitching.
Ji Rao looked at them quietly to see what noise their dog could make.
"Why do you have the face to come to school?" A boy came up to him and looked at him sarcastically and maliciously, as if Ji Rao was a piece of shit in his eyes.
Ji Rao may have no money to cut his hair. His hair is very long, and he can cover his eyes with a little bow. The group of people are more domineering when they see his appearance.
The man came over and whispered, "it's really cheap for you to get up after such a heavy injury. If you knew that, I'd start harder and let you miss the college entrance examination."
Ji Rao's eyes flashed.
They did it.
There are more and more students around. Yesterday, I heard from Mr. Jiang that today all the teachers are going out for a meeting. There are only one or two teachers in the whole teaching building.
"Tell me how thick skinned you are, huh? Homosexuality. "
"Yes, don't you like to write love letters? You can write another one. "
The boy next to him poked at him and said, "what? Want this to be written to you? "
"Oh, go away, don't disgust me."
It may be common for the students nearby to come up and stop them.
"We haven't seen each other for so many days. At least we are classmates. I don't want to embarrass you much. You call me grandfather. That's all right?"
Ji Rao listened for a long time and finally said, "call you grandfather?"
There was something funny in his tone, which sounded like a mockery.
"If you don't want to call, you don't want to enter the gate today."
"You deserve it, too."
Ji Rao has always been submissive. This time they thought it would be the same. Unexpectedly, Ji Rao dared to speak like this, which made these people excited again.
"Oh, can the dog bark at last? What's the matter? It's cheap for you to call grandfather. Don't be shameless. " Then he would reach out to push Ji Rao.
It's just that he didn't push Ji Rao, and then Ji Rao sidestepped away.
Ji Rao raised his feet, and the boy covered his crotch and screamed.
Ji Rao tried his best. If he was weak, he could kick the boy's lifeblood.
"Jirao, you want to die."
Several boys just want to rush up, general door suddenly someone came out.
He was a very gentle boy, over 180, wearing a pair of Converse canvas shoes, a pair of seven point jeans, a white shirt on top, neat collar, loose button, the top one, white face, but not mother, with a pair of silver frame glasses, the eyes behind the glasses are a pair of standard peach blossom eyes, deep and beautiful, thin lips slightly pursed into one It's a straight line, clean boy.
With a five-year college entrance examination book in his hand and a pen in his hand, he could not help frowning when he saw the scene outside.
"Yo, Cheng Ju, we are helping you to teach this boy who doesn't know how powerful he is. I think he is disgusting, too?"
Cheng Ju, the second generation of the rich in his class, is a real estate worker at home. He is handsome and good at studying. He has never fallen out of the top three in the grade examination. He is recognized as the school grass of No.2 Middle School.
Ji Rao frowned, then suddenly heard someone calling his name.
"Oh, isn't this Ji Rao?"
Ji Rao looked up and saw several people coming out of the toilet.
Those people are dressed in gaudy clothes, with hairstyles half long and not short, like dog biting, and the corners of their mouths are smiling rather than smiling, like twitching.
Ji Rao looked at them quietly to see what noise their dog could make.
"Why do you have the face to come to school?" A boy came up to him and looked at him sarcastically and maliciously, as if Ji Rao was a piece of shit in his eyes.
Ji Rao may have no money to cut his hair. His hair is very long, and he can cover his eyes with a little bow. The group of people are more domineering when they see his appearance.
The man came over and whispered, "it's really cheap for you to get up after such a heavy injury. If you knew that, I'd start harder and let you miss the college entrance examination."
Ji Rao's eyes flashed.
They did it.
There are more and more students around. Yesterday, I heard from Mr. Jiang that today all the teachers are going out for a meeting. There are only one or two teachers in the whole teaching building.
"Tell me how thick skinned you are, huh? Homosexuality. "
"Yes, don't you like to write love letters? You can write another one. "
The boy next to him poked at him and said, "what? Want this to be written to you? "
"Oh, go away, don't disgust me."
It may be common for the students nearby to come up and stop them.
"We haven't seen each other for so many days. At least we are classmates. I don't want to embarrass you much. You call me grandfather. That's all right?"
Ji Rao listened for a long time and finally said, "call you grandfather?"
There was something funny in his tone, which sounded like a mockery.
"If you don't want to call, you don't want to enter the gate today."
"You deserve it, too."
Ji Rao has always been submissive. This time they thought it would be the same. Unexpectedly, Ji Rao dared to speak like this, which made these people excited again.
"Oh, can the dog bark at last? What's the matter? It's cheap for you to call grandfather. Don't be shameless. " Then he would reach out to push Ji Rao.
It's just that he didn't push Ji Rao, and then Ji Rao sidestepped away.
Ji Rao raised his feet, and the boy covered his crotch and screamed.
Ji Rao tried his best. If he was weak, he could kick the boy's lifeblood.
"Jirao, you want to die."
Several boys just want to rush up, general door suddenly someone came out.
He was a very gentle boy, over 180, wearing a pair of Converse canvas shoes, a pair of seven point jeans, a white shirt on top, neat collar, loose button, the top one, white face, but not mother, with a pair of silver frame glasses, the eyes behind the glasses are a pair of standard peach blossom eyes, deep and beautiful, thin lips slightly pursed into one It's a straight line, clean boy.
With a five-year college entrance examination book in his hand and a pen in his hand, he could not help frowning when he saw the scene outside.
"Yo, Cheng Ju, we are helping you to teach this boy who doesn't know how powerful he is. I think he is disgusting, too?"
Cheng Ju, the second generation of the rich in his class, is a real estate worker at home. He is handsome and good at studying. He has never fallen out of the top three in the grade examination. He is recognized as the school grass of No.2 Middle School.