Chapter 154

"It has nothing to do with me." then he slammed the book and got up and left.

The back is clear and meaningful, lonely and cold and proud.

Yes, Lin Shumo never cared about the things in the circle, and he didn't even admit that he was a member of the circle.

However, he was born in the Lin family. In order to improve the level of the whole circle, he was always pulled into the partnership unilaterally.

Fortunately, although he did not admit it, he never denied it.

At that moment, they were not surprised. They watched his back go away and continued to discuss whether to teach Jiang Fuyue a lesson——

"I think appropriate warning is still necessary."

"How to warn? Use your mouth? Su Qing's mouth is very mean. What's the result?"

"Then... Take some people to give her some color to see?"

"Are you crazy? Do you think you didn't die fast enough for fighting during the training?"

"Besides, Su Qing and Chen Sichang have been punished. Several coaches are staring at us now. Once they start to grab the bag, who will carry it?"

Now, no one is talking.

Competition seats are hard won. They come to participate in intensive training, not mountaineering.

No one is a fool. For this reason, the dispute of sentiment will ruin the future.

"But we can't just forget it," said a boy who had a good relationship with Su Qing and Chen Sichang.

"You can't just forget it," the head man rubbed his chin and smiled. "Then please go to Jiang Fuyue for a verbal warning."

The boy was stunned and suddenly stared: "me?!"

"Yes, I think you have a big opinion on Jiang Fuyue. I'm afraid you've been complaining for a long time. I just give you this opportunity to vent and take advantage of it."

Then he patted him on the shoulder as if he had high hopes, and then... Left.

The others left in twos and threes.

Wang Haojun, who left a "heavy burden" on his body, was silly in place and didn't react for a long time.

The next day, Jiang Fuyue found that Youdao looked at herself frequently in class.

She ignored.

Write the answer to the last question, "teacher, hand in the paper."

"Teacher, hand in the paper." another voice nearby sounded at the same time.

Jiang Fuyue looked around and just hit the other party's line of sight, met in mid air and evacuated at the same time.

Lin Shumo, with a pale face, looks like a little bodhisattva who doesn't eat human fireworks.

Jiang Fuyue's eyebrows and eyes are calm, and her expression is not wavy.

Qin Libin received their test papers and immediately took them to the podium to rub the answers.

As expected, it's all right again.

He looked at the half paper he had written, and had to admit, "old..."

Jiang Fuyue went straight to the canteen, while Lin Shumo walked in the direction of the school gate.

Contrary, no conversation.

Outside the school gate.

Zhong Ziang wore sunglasses and leaned against a super car, staring at the school gate in the hot sun.

Finally saw the familiar figure, he immediately stood straight: "little mo, here!"

Lin Shumo jumped on his forehead and couldn't resist: "... Don't shout."

"Gee, I've been shouting for so many years. I'm sorry to come now. Is it too late?"

“……”

Lin Shumo: "Why are you looking for me? I've been in closed training recently. I want Lang to find Lian chengkai. He's too busy at home."

"Ho, what waves? I'm a good student now."

Lin Shumo hooked his lips and looked at him up and down: "it's really reborn to go to linhuai?"

Zhong Ziang said, "believe it or not."

"You didn't come to me today just to talk?"

"Hey, hey..." Zhong Ziang rubbed his hands.

When Lin Shumo saw his move, his intuition would not be good. Sure enough——

"Do me a favor."

"What's the matter?" I was on guard.

Zhong Ziang opened the door and took out a... Er... Insulation bucket?

Then pass it to him.

Lin Shumo dared not answer: "what?"

"Chicken soup."

“？”

Zhong Ziang: "take it first! I'll close the door."

Lin Shumo reluctantly took over, and his ears were a little red: "everyone Q's food is very good. You don't have to get these for me, mom, bar haw..."

"Who said it was for you?"

Lin Shumo: "

"Hey, hey, please help me bring this to Jiang Fuyue. Just say I sent it, personally!"

Lin Shumo: "who?"

"Jiang Fuyue, you should know? I went to the summer camp with you this time. I, cough... It's a beautiful girl with slim waist and long legs. She's a goddess when she doesn't laugh..."

"You send her soup?" Lin Shumo frowned so tightly that he could kill mosquitoes. He looked at him suspiciously. "What's your relationship?"

"Just, classmate..." Zhong Ziang's eyes flashed slightly, and his neck flew up a layer of abnormal red.

Lin Shumo said firmly, "you like her."

"Ho, you are worthy of being a brother. You can guess one by one. It's powerful!" Zhong Ziang punched him on the shoulder and smiled with high spirits.

"Linhuai knows?"

Zhong Ziang: "yes."

"Together?"

"Not yet... It's not chasing!"

Lin Shumo sneered: "no wonder it's so attentive. It's used to send soup."

"What rotten move? It's called sincerity! I asked my mother to cook it by herself. It smells delicious!"

Lin Shumo has tasted Xie Yunzao's craft, tut

"Shall I send it to others for acceptance? If she doesn't want it, how can I step down?"

Zhong Ziang has long thought: "she doesn't want you to drink, just don't waste."

Lin Shumo: "

"In short, it must be sent to her!" before leaving, Zhong Ziang told her.

Lin Shumo looked at the far away sports car and looked down at the heat preservation bucket in his hand.

Expression... It's hard to say.

In that compartment, Jiang Fuyue has had lunch and is ready to go back to the dormitory.

At that time, others had just finished class and poured into the canteen with the flow of people.

The benefits of submitting papers in advance are infinitely magnified at the moment. There is no need to queue up and occupy seats. She can choose the freshest dishes and have dozens of minutes more lunch break

"Jiang Fuyue! Stop!"

An angry cry came from behind, but it was not hard to hear the meaning of being strong outside and doing in the middle.

She looked back and saw a strange face.

Boys are all first-line fashion cards from head to foot. They look like 1.75 meters. They are not high. They are thin. There is a bright red acne on their nose.

"You call me?"

Wang Haojun finally summoned up the courage to howl, but when Jiang Fuyue really turned to look at him, alienated his indifferent eyes and scanned himself from head to foot, he suddenly counseled.

"Did you call me?" she asked again.

"Yes... I!"

"Are you stuttering?"

"No." Wang Haojun wanted to slap himself and tell you to drop the chain at the critical time!

Jiang Fuyue didn't smile. She didn't even have any other expression: "what's the matter with me?"

"What do you think of Su Qing, Chen and Chen Sichang..."

"Straighten your tongue before you speak. I can hear the noise."

Wang Haojun: "?" the young master was clearly despised for the first time and was a little confused.

Jiang Fuyue left.

"You wait -" he reacted and caught up.

The tongue straightened and the words fell out: "what you did to Su Qing and Chen Sichang has seriously offended our circle!"

Jiang Fuyue waited for him to say the following, but the man stopped: "that's it?"

"When, but not." Wang Haojun wanted to see her reaction, but he didn't see anything and didn't say anything. Was he too slow?

Shit!

"I'm here today to warn you not to try to provoke people in our circle, or --"

The man stopped again. Jiang Fuyue took a draw from the corner of her mouth and had to pass a word to him, "otherwise what?"

As soon as Wang Haojun saw that she finally came at the pace she wanted, he couldn't help being complacent.

"Or I'll let you know!"

Jiang Fuyue: "... Fool."

I thought I could say something good, but I didn't. I'm a parallel.

Suddenly there was no interest.

"Send a decent one next time. As for you..." forget it. She's too lazy to comment.

Wang Haojun: "?" I feel offended.

Jiang Fuyue just walked out not far, and before she left the silly sight behind her, she saw Lin Shumo coming face to face.

Only this time... His eyes were on himself.

Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows and looked back faintly.

What, Beijing circle is still going to play the game of courtesy before soldiers?

Send a second cargo to find out, and then enlarge the boss to bite?

Although she didn't deliberately inquire, Jiang Fuyue knew that Lin Shumo was the top level in that circle.

Facts proved that Jiang Fuyue's hunch was right, because he not only stared at himself, but finally stopped in front of her.

"Jiang Fuyue?" the young man's voice has a texture on the clear spring stone.

Gurgling, cool and crisp.

Many curious eyes cast at them.

Including Wang Haojun: "why did Lin Shao come? Don't you mean it doesn't matter?