Chapter 143： Love bet live game 13┃GAMEOVER

The next morning, when Zhuang Li woke up, the agents of the Ministry of State Security had already prepared breakfast for him, and explained the fact that Teng Xuan and others were arrested and sent to the juvenile detention center.

"In the future, we will pay close attention to the people around you. If there are strangers approaching you deliberately, please be careful. We will immediately conduct an identity background investigation on this person, please do not go out with them alone." The agent repeatedly warned.

"What if I did everything possible to get close to others?" Zhuang Li took a sip of milk and asked with great interest.

"It is an honor for that person to be approached by you, but we will also investigate his background. Please wait, we will go down first." The agent left the apartment after speaking.

Zhuang Li picked up his chopsticks and ate breakfast slowly, his mood was not affected in any way.

7480, however, seemed to have lost his soul, and kept mumbling: "Master, how long have you been in this world? Is it a day? If I remember correctly, a day, right? It's really just a day, right? Why so fast?"

In just one day, Child of Destiny was killed by the host. This speed...

7480 hugged himself silently, shaking the flesh on his body, constantly muttering: "What are you afraid of, this is my master! What are you afraid of, this is my master..."

After a few times, it finally stopped shaking, inexplicably a little proud.

Zhuang Li picked up a fried dumpling and dipped it in vinegar, his tone was very casual: "Si Ming's time is running out, I don't have time to play games with those rubbish."

"So you originally wanted to have fun with them, right?" 7480 carefully inquired about the situation.

"Well, there is such a preparation. Teng Xuan is very conceited, so I will destroy his pride in all directions and let him live in frustration for the rest of his life;

"Huang Zhe and Fang Yibo like racing cars, flying leaves, and bullying men and women. I will send them to prison for a few years to have fun;

"Xiu Yue likes to watch plays, I will let him spend the rest of his life squatting under the flyover with a broken bowl.

"I take whatever they care about most. That's the game I set for them."

Zhuang Li took a bite of the fried dumplings and sighed, "This process was originally fun, but unfortunately I don't have time."

Hearing this, 7480 breathed a sigh of relief, and no longer felt that it was a terrible thing for Destiny Child to be taken to prison. If Destiny's Child did not go to the juvenile management center, but was always toyed with by this great devil, the ending would only be more miserable!

Isn't Zhuang Xu, who was knocked into a pillar and committed suicide, the best lesson for the future?

"Master is mighty, master 666!" 7480 raised his fat arm and shouted a few slogans in fear.

Zhuang Li curled his lips into a smile, and seemed to find his reaction very interesting.

After breakfast, he put on his school uniform, and straightened his hairstyle in front of the mirror at the door for half an hour. Then Zhuang Li picked up his schoolbag and prepared to go to school.

When taking the elevator down, he took out his mobile phone, logged into the campus network, and wrote a diary entry: [Teng Xuan, gameover. ] Among them, the two bright red characters gameover are superimposed on Teng Xuan's name.

Then, Zhuang Li chose to open the diary.

That is to say, starting from today, without "Kestrel" hacking into his account and reprinting screenshots, netizens who are interested in him can freely enter his homepage and see his private mood.

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Every morning before self-study, Chongming students have the habit of swiping the campus network or forums.

The hottest topic at present is naturally the love betting live game. However, after logging in to the relevant webpage, everyone was surprised to find that the live broadcast account of the four-person group was permanently cancelled, and the love forum they founded was also blocked. The rationale's remarks were completely deleted.

"What's the matter? Who did it?"

"Is it the sleeping god?"

"His relationship with Zhuang Li is not so good."

"It should be school."

Everyone was discussing and speculating.

Then another person exclaimed: "Damn, you go to Zhuang Li's campus website homepage. He has opened the diary permission!"

Everyone hurriedly entered the campus network, and the first thing that caught the eye was the name of Teng Xuan, who was marked "gameover".

Even an idiot could see that Zhuang Li was provocative. He used his diary to clearly declare to the world - Teng Xuan has finished, this game is over, and the final winner is me!

"What do you mean? Why did Teng Xuan gameover for no reason? What about the next monthly test? What about the mock test? No more first class and first grade? No more looting list?" Someone asked in surprise .

"Looking at this, the game seems to end early."

"I don't know what's going on with Teng Xuan, how come it's gameover."

"I'll find out when Teng Xuan comes and ask him."

"Zhuang Li may also be bluffing."

Everyone gathered together and whispered, all with excited expressions of watching a good show on their faces.

When he went out, Xiu Yue, who was inexplicably scolded by his father, was a little flustered for some reason. He took his mobile phone and went outside to call Teng Xuan, but he never got through. After calling Huang Zhe and Fang Yibo, there was no response.

What happened to the three of them?

Xiu Yue frowned and returned to the classroom, only to find that Si Ming, who always likes to be late, came very early today. He is now putting his arms around his chest and staring at the door of the classroom.

Zhong Xingyun held the phone to his ear and said something, with a secret smile on his face.

The two should also be discussing the diary published by Zhuang Ligang.

It's only been a day, and Zhuang Li has already completed the counterattack from obscurity to fame. He is indeed very capable.

Xiu Yue suppressed the anxiety in his heart and sat back to his original position. He also looked at the door of the classroom and waited with everyone for the person that everyone was watching.

At 7:30, Zhuang Li stepped into the classroom with a schoolbag, followed by Teacher Zhou, who had a bright red face and a bright smile.

Everyone looked at Zhuang Li, then stunned, their jaws dropped.

After a complete showdown with Teng Xuan, Zhuang Li was no longer hunched over his chest, gloomy and gloomy, but was generous and fully revealed his true nature.

The school uniform on his body has been changed very stylishly. The waistline has been narrowed by a few inches, the trouser legs have been shortened, and he has a pair of small white shoes under his feet. His curly hair was neatly groomed, and his long and narrow eyes glanced at everything around him casually, like a nobleman who came from a medieval oil painting, so proud and so indomitable.

The classroom was quiet for a moment, and then a commotion broke out.

"Damn it, this is Zhuang Li? I don't even dare to recognize it!"

"I didn't recognize it either! The looks haven't changed, the clothes haven't changed, but the temperament has changed, but it's like a different person."

"Teng Xuan lost too badly! His grades, looks, temperament, temperament, and means all fell back. No wonder he used to press Zhuang Li so hard!"

Zhuang Li walked through the whispering crowd without being affected in any way. He narrowed his long and narrow eyes slightly and looked at Si Ming intently.

Si Ming naturally took the small curly schoolbag, stuffed it into the drawer, and whispered, "I saw the diary you updated this morning. You don't play anymore?"

"Stop playing, time is life." Zhuang Li took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Mr. Liu, asking about the preparation of the laboratory.

"Yes, your task now is to concentrate on your studies and get admitted to a good university in the future." Si Ming persuaded earnestly.

"What about you? Have you ever thought about your future? You sleep every day and don't listen to a single class. How will you go to college in the future? If I get admitted to a school like Q University, what will you do? We can do it again in the future. Shall we meet?" Zhuang Li threw his phone on the table and asked with a serious expression.

Si Ming opened his mouth, but didn't know how to answer.

"I don't care how much money you have in your family, and I have paved a few paths for you. If you don't study, you will always encounter troubles that cannot be solved in the future. Who will you rely on then? If you still want to be friends with me, from now on , you will study hard for me, listen to the class well, study hard, and work hard to control your own destiny."

Zhuang Li spread out Si Ming's English book, pointed to the first text, and said half-threateningly, half-ordering: "Read it to me early. I'm going to take the Q-University exam in the future, and I hope you can also take the Q-University exam. You are my first friend. I cherish our fate. After high school, I want to study in the same university and the same major as you. If you think I have a lot of things, you can continue to sleep, and I will never do it again. I won't mind you."

Si Ming looked at the brand new English textbook and felt entangled in his heart.

Contradictory emotions such as happiness, pain, depression, and expectations were repeatedly tormented in his heart, and finally merged into an unprecedented courage.

He didn't expect that the little curly hair would treat him as his only friend, and also agreed with him to go to college together.

He is a person who can't see the future, but today, in the chaotic darkness, the road to the future seems to be illuminated a little by a bean lamp, and it is also extended a little, to a target that is clear enough to see.

The college entrance examination will be in a few months, maybe his condition will not deteriorate so fast; maybe he can still enjoy a year or two of college time with the little curly hair. They study together, work hard together, and run towards a goal together, leaving a splendid color in their short youth.

On the day when he can no longer stand up, even if his heart is painful and powerless, he can fight despair with this memory that will never fade.

Thinking of such a future, Si Ming's freely waving left hand trembled slightly. He couldn't contain the excitement and excitement in his heart.

"Okay, let's take the Q major test together. I'll ask my grandfather to ask me for a tutor now." Si Ming took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Mr. Si.

The other end quickly called to inquire about the situation. I didn't know what to think, so I burst into tears, and said repeatedly, "Okay, my grandfather will invite you right away, don't give up on yourself" and so on.

Si Ming was afraid that his secret would be discovered by the little curly hair, so he secretly turned the volume down a little.

Zhuang Li smiled and rubbed his head, then tugged at his pale ears.

Si Ming, who was still a little depressed at first, immediately turned red. After hanging up the phone, as if he had been hit with blood, he pointed at each word with his finger and began to read the English text aloud, stunned by Mr. Zhou on the podium. stunned.

Zhong Xingyun quickly turned his head away and wiped the corners of his eyes without a trace.

Hearing Si Ming's loud reading, Xiu Yue couldn't help but look back, his eyes were very cold.

Aware of his malicious gaze, Zhuang Li also looked over and secretly raised the corner of his lips.

In this morning self-study class, probably only Si Ming was studying wholeheartedly, and the other students looked at the three empty seats from time to time, where Teng Xuan, Huang Zhe, and Fang Yibo were supposed to be sitting.

Finally, after the early self-study was over, a student who likes to inquire about gossip raised his mobile phone and shouted, "Look at the latest notice from the Academic Affairs Office! Nine people were expelled from the school, including Teng Xuan, Huang Zhe and Fang Yi. Bo!"

Pots exploded in the classroom, some people didn't believe it, some people exclaimed, and some people covered their mouths and snickered in schadenfreude.

Expelling nine students in one go is an extremely rare event in other schools, let alone in Chongming?

You must know that most of Chongming's children were born in powerful families and have an unimaginably broad network and influence. Therefore, even if some children make big mistakes, the school will only punish them with small punishments and take them lightly, and no one dares to offend them.

The expulsion of nine people in a row definitely created the history of Chongming.

Is the principal crazy?

Being expelled means a blemish on the life history. How can the parents of these children agree?

Moreover, these nine students have a prominent family background. If they unite against Chongming, Chongming will not be able to withstand it. Where did the principal come from?

The students were all stunned.

Xiu Yue immediately connected his father's reprimand this morning with the dismissal of these nine people, and then remembered a detail that he had ignored: when they parted yesterday, Huang Zhe and Fang Yibo had said grimly that they would teach Zhuang Li a lesson. , and also said that he wanted to shoot a video to ruin the other party.

However, after the night passed, Zhuang Li was fine, but the few of them disappeared inexplicably.

GAMEOVER——These two blood-red characters suddenly jumped into Xiu Yue's mind, making his heart clench violently.

Zhuang Li actually knew what happened now, right? Otherwise he would not have written such a diary. It was even his handwriting that these nine people would be expelled! Who is helping him?

Besides Si Ming, Xiu Yue could not think of anyone else with such strength.

but why? Why is Siming so kind to Zhuang Li?

Xiu Yue was keenly aware that the relationship between these two people is very strange, and it is worth digging deeper. Maybe in the end, he can find a surprise.

At the same time, the whole class also thought of Zhuang Li's diary published this morning, and felt a chill in their hearts.

They should never have offended this hidden boss, right?

In just one day, Teng Xuan and the others could not even go to school. Zhuang Li's methods were too terrifying! He is a helpless dragging oil bottle, he turns over when he says he turns over, and whoever he says is killed will be killed. Where does his energy come from? Is he a monster?

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At the same time, Zhuang Xin was sitting in the school's security room, carrying a heat preservation bucket, being closely interrogated.

Last night, a group of heavily armed police rushed into the Teng's house and took Teng Xuan and Teng Wei away one after another. At four o'clock in the morning, Teng Wei was released, but Teng Xuan disappeared.

Zhuang Xin was so flustered that she ran up to ask about the situation, but Teng Wei ordered her to come to school today to see Zhuang Li, and then tell him the specific situation.

So Zhuang Xin came, carrying a pot of porridge cooked by the nanny, full of impatience.

"I'm the fuck, why can't I go in? Do you want me to show you the household registration book?"

"You don't need a passport, just take out your ID card... Well, we have confirmed your identity, please wait a moment, let's call Zhuang and ask him what he wants." The security guard with an unusually majestic temperament took out Phone calls.

After a while, he nodded with a very respectful tone: "Okay, we understand, we won't let her appear in front of you again in the future. We'll send someone to move your account out. Okay, take your class well, We'll take care of it."

After hanging up the phone, the security guard waved and Zhuang Xin was kicked away.

She walked to the side of the road angrily, threw the thermal insulation bucket into the trash can, called Teng Wei to complain about what happened just now, kept scolding the security guard for being arrogant, and scolding Zhuang Li for being unconscionable, even ignoring her mother.

Teng Wei listened patiently to her, and sneered: "Zhuang Xin, did you really hear those people say that they want to move Zhuang Li's household registration?"

"Yeah." Zhuang Xin didn't realize what the problem was.

"The hukou in City B is the most difficult to mobilize, but those people say it's accommodating. You haven't thought about where your son's energy comes from? Do you remember what Zhuang Li said to you when we were called to school by Teacher Zhou that day?"

"Which sentence?" Zhuang Xin was stunned.

"After you came back, you laughed at those words for several days." Teng Wei pointed out.

Zhuang Xin's expression of disapproval stiffened on her face, and she said with great difficulty: "Is that the sentence? If I want to see him in the future, do I have to report to the government?"

"That's right, that's it. Zhuang Xin, don't you think your situation today is exactly the same as this sentence? If your son wants to leave you, someone will help him move his hukou immediately; outsiders want to see him, they have to go through layers of inspections; Even your mother-in-law won't let the security go without his consent. Do you think the school has that right? Obviously, they don't, but the government does."

After being picked up, Zhuang Xin suddenly realized that the aura of the security guard just now was very wrong, too cold and too majestic, like an official, and there was a bulge at the back of the waist, which looked like a gun!

"No, it won't." Zhuang Xin said with trembling lips.

"Yes, as you think, your son is very promising, but he doesn't want you anymore. Congratulations on losing the biggest support in your life. When you come back, we will divorce." Teng Wei hung up the phone happily.

Knowing that Zhuang Li didn't care about this mother at all, Teng Wei vented his anger on Zhuang Xin with confidence and boldness.

It was this woman who planted the root of everything!

Zhuang Xin held the trash can and sat down slowly, stunned for a while before hugging her head and moaning in pain, then stood up and rummaged through the heat preservation bucket she had thrown away regardless of the mess.

However, if it is dirty, it is dirty. If it is thrown away, it is thrown away. Even if it is picked up, others will not want it.

Chapter 144 Love Bet Live Game 14┃ Zhuang Li: Si Ming, I don't want to be your friend.

The laboratory was in the process of non-stop preparations, and Zhuang Li stepped up his discipline of Si Ming while he was still free.

"Don't sleep in class, listen to me well!" He tore off Si Mingmeng's coat on his head.

Si Ming rubbed his sleepy eyes and tried to keep up with the class, but his head was bit by bit, and he could fall asleep at any time. As soon as he heard the teacher's voice, he wanted to lie down. This habit could not be changed in a short time.

Zhuang Li stared at him for a while, then smiled strangely.

A second later, the tired Si Ming said: "!!!"

"You, what are you doing so close to me? Aren't you hot?" He frowned and looked under the desk, as if impatient, but his ears were red with blood.

Zhuang Li rested his chin in one hand, turned the pen gently in the other, and looked directly at the podium, as if he was listening to the lecture very seriously, but the long legs placed under the table suddenly came close to Si Ming's long legs, and he was close to him.

The fabric blocks the contact of the skin, but it cannot block the interaction of body temperature, and the indescribable ambiguous heat flow is quietly transmitted in this way.

Si Ming only needed to move his thighs to the side to avoid this kind of too intimate physical contact, but he just muttered a few words, and his body remained motionless. His ears were getting redder, and the intense sleepiness had long since been replaced by agitation in his heart.

Zhuang Li chuckled softly and asked in his ear, "Are you still sleepy now?" Yanluo gently rubbed Si Ming's thigh with his knee.

Si Ming's ears were as red as two soldering irons, he shook his head again and again and said, "It's not sleepy anymore, it's not sleepy anymore."

He glanced at his long legs under the table, and looked at Little Curly's red lips with a strange smile, an unimaginable thought crossed his mind, and then his heart began to thump.

Zhuang Li lightly tapped the back of his hand with his pen cap, and ordered, "Listen to me well."

"Oh!" Si Ming replied in a trance, and then looked at the podium with energy.

Now his brain is roaring, his heart is beating wildly, and the blood is bubbling with boiling bubbles in his body. It's no wonder he can sleep.

After class, Zhuang Li took out the exercise book, tutored Si Ming in his homework, and helped him figure out the knowledge points from the most basic part. If he didn't understand it once, he taught it twice, and if he didn't understand it, he taught it three times.

Si Ming listened to it more than a dozen times and still didn't understand it. Zhuang Li, who had exhausted his patience, gently tugged at his ear and whispered with a smile, "Why are you so stupid? I'll call you stupid in the future, okay?"

Si Ming's ears immediately turned red, and he rolled his eyes to peek at the little curly hair, and nodded quickly: "Okay."

The word "good" has a surprise and a sense of urgency.

Clearly, he likes the nickname Little Curly takes for himself. Only close friends would do this.

"Then shall I call you Little Curly Hair?" After saying this, Si Ming immediately turned his head away and snickered, as if he had finally fulfilled a huge wish.

Zhuang Li: "..."

"Whatever you want, stupid big man." In the end, Zhuang Li also covered half of his face and laughed uncontrollably.

Si Ming immediately put his big head close and called out on a whim, "Little Curly Hair?"

"You're enough of a fool, give me a good quiz!" Zhuang Li pushed his head away, his face full of helplessness, but there was obvious doting in his eyes.

Zhong Xingyun, who witnessed all this: "..."

I **** you second uncle! Si Ming, do you have two faces? In front of me, he looks like an ancestor, but in front of the **** of learning, he pretends to be like a grandson!

After exchanging nicknames with Little Curly Hair, Si Ming did two pages of questions in a row, and the error rate was getting lower and lower. However, he sometimes deliberately pretended not to understand, causing the little curls to tug at his ears.

It is said that in Shuzhou, men who are afraid of wives are called "raking ears".

That's what raking ears means.

Thinking of this, Si Ming's ears turned red again.

Zhuang Li tapped his ear lightly with his fingertips, and asked helplessly, "What are you thinking about? Can't you do the problem well, stupid big man?"

"Okay, I will listen to you in the future." Si Ming replied, then lowered his head, showing a rare shy expression.

Zhuang Li: "..."

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Just laughing and making trouble, seven days later, Mr. Liu called Zhuang Li, saying that the laboratory had been built, and asked him when he could start developing software.

In fact, Zhuang Li was also in a hurry, so he immediately asked Teacher Zhou for a long vacation, preparing to go to work in the afternoon.

But before that, he had to appease the big stupid Siming well, lest he think wildly and give up on himself.

With such thoughts in mind, after school at noon, he and Siming went to the cafeteria to eat together.

"Come back with a pot of soy sauce, Little Curly Hair loves that one!" Si Ming waved at Zhong Xingyun.

"Okay, what do you want to eat?" Zhong Xingyun picked up the tray without complaint.

"I'm free." Siming never cared about his body.

"Get him steamed eggs, fish head tofu soup, steamed sea bass, and steamed pumpkin." Zhuang Li said at the right time.

None of these dishes was something that Siming liked to eat, but he didn't feel unhappy at all, and he didn't correct the recipe. Instead, he smiled extremely satisfied. It's good that the little curly hair can help him order food, he doesn't pick it.

"Okay." Zhong Xingyun made an OK gesture and rushed towards the crowd, but his heart was beating suddenly.

I don't know if he thinks too much, but these dishes that Zhuang Li ordered are very light in taste, soft and glutinous in taste, and have a very high protein content, which are most suitable for daily intake by patients with ALS.

In fact, in the recipes that the nutritionist helped Siming formulate, these dishes are the main dishes.

Zhuang Li casually took care of Si Ming's body. Is this a coincidence?

Zhong Xingyun thinks not. Due to his work, he has met different types of people, but no one can implant the word "calculation" into every aspect of life like Zhuang Li.

Zhuang Li can calculate test questions, people's hearts, the development process and outcome of everything, and his own future. Of course, this calculation is not a conspiracy, but an assessment, a prediction, and a layout.

Others speculated that the dropping out of Teng Xuan and others was the work of the Si family, but Zhong Xingyun knew better than anyone that the Si family had never helped Zhuang Li at all.

So far, the nine families have not dealt with Zhuang Li, and there have been no rumors against Zhuang Li, which is enough to explain the problem.

Could it be a simple character for nine such prominent families that they would not dare to touch together?

So Zhong Xingyun was sure that Zhuang Li must know something. He reported the matter to the old man, and the old man just let him observe it silently and leave it alone for the time being.

In his thoughts, he came back with a tray and put the ordered dishes on the table one by one.

The three sat down to eat.

Si Ming used a spoon, Zhong Xingyun took chopsticks, Zhuang Li used both hands, grabbed a sauce elbow and devoured it.

Today's sauce is a bit salty. Zhuang Li raised his head, nudged his mouth towards the mineral water bottle on the table, and ordered, "Unscrew the lid for me, I'm thirsty."

Zhong Xingyun was about to help, and Si Ming couldn't wait to pick up the mineral water bottle, trying to serve the little curly hair.

But he forgot that his right hand had already lost control and could not bear the weight of a bottle of water at all, and the bowl of fish head tofu soup was placed under the bottle, so the lid did not open, the bottle fell instead, and the soup bowl was overturned. The table was a mess, and even his chest and legs were covered with white tofu.

All the people around looked at Siming with a funny look on their faces.

Xiu Yue, who was sitting not far away, was also attracted to him, and then shook his head sympathetically. This person's body is getting worse and worse, and he can't even hold a bottle of water.

Si Ming sat stiffly in the same position, his left hand was raised high, but his right hand could not be lifted at all. He could only put it on the table full of soup, shaking uncontrollably.

He didn't care about the ridicule of the people around him, nor the pity of Xiu Yue, he just looked across from him in horror, waiting for the reaction of Little Curly Hair.

Now he is like a falsely accused criminal, trembling with fear because of the trumped-up charges. He didn't realize that he was not wrong at all, it was only fate that was wrong.

Zhong Xingyun couldn't stand it anymore, so he immediately dragged him up and took him to the infirmary, and hurriedly explained to Zhuang Li, "I'll take him to wash it, you can eat it yourself."

Zhuang Li, who was still holding the sauce elbow in both hands: "..."

He didn't expect that his casual words would lead to such consequences.

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In the infirmary, Si Ming, who refused to take a bath, curled himself into a ball, hid in the corner of the bed with the curtain drawn, and hugged his head and wept.

He didn't cry loudly, just whimpered and whimpered from the end of his nose, like an abandoned puppy.

"I can't even open a bottle of water for him. I'm useless to him. I don't deserve to be his friend." Si Ming whispered in disgust, clenched his left hand into a fist, and beat his head hard.

He was dying of annoyance.

"It's not like making friends. If you don't make useless friends, what will this world look like? Even beggars have friends, so why are you not worthy?" Zhong Xingyun tried to pull the curtain, but was begged by the Secretary. It hurts the heart.

"Don't look at me, I'm ugly." He choked, "I'll become uglier in the future."

Zhong Xingyun's hand froze. This thin layer of curtains weighed thousands of pounds at this moment.

"I don't want to study anymore, I'm going to drop out of school. I don't want the little curly hair to see me so ugly. I can't lift my hands, and I don't have any sense of it." Si Ming's desperate voice came from behind the curtain.

Zhong Xingyun slumped to the ground, he never expected this day to come so quickly!

Eighteen! It's only eighteen years old!

Suddenly, a slender hand passed over Zhong Xingyun's head, pulled the curtain with force, and let out a tearing scream. Immediately afterwards, Zhuang Li's unusually cold voice sounded in the infirmary: "Si Ming, you are right, I don't want to be friends with you at all."

Zhong Xingyun: "!!!"

I **** you second uncle! Zhuang Li, you are simply not human!

Si Ming suddenly raised his head, revealing a face full of tears and deeply covered in despair.

He didn't expect the moment to wake up so quickly...