Jiang Chen had no choice but to stretch out his right hand.
"Stretch your left hand, stretch your right hand, don't you want to write?" Wang Tianwen said coldly.
Jiang Chen had no choice but to change his hand.
"Snapped!"
"Snapped!"
Wang Tianwen was so angry that he couldn't find any place to vent his anger. He poured it all out on Jiang Chen and hit him fifty times with all his strength.
If it weren't for Jiang Chen's good grades, he would have been suspended from school and called his parents.
Wang Tianwen showed no mercy in this meal. After fifty blows, Jiang Chen felt that his hands were almost numb.
The palms of my hands were red, purple and a little swollen, and when I gently held them, they felt burning pain.
"Next time, it won't be more than fifty times. Don't let me catch you again!"
Wang Tianwen put away his ruler and took out his mobile phone to call home.
"Hey, yes, something happened at school. I'll go home right away."
Watching Director Wang pack his briefcase and go out to take the shuttle bus, Jiang Chen felt even more aggrieved.
Director Wang was probably going home, but he was passing by the playground and saw that he and that killer from Class 10 were about to fight, so he came over to take care of things.
Then the extremely outrageous "puppy love" incident was involved.
Damn it’s so unfair.
Jiang Chen covered his hands and walked towards Class 5. When he reached the corner of the corridor, he was suddenly stopped.
"Jiang Chen."
Looking around, Lin Shirou was standing at the corner, holding a hot water cup in her hand.
"Why didn't you go back to class?"
Jiang Chen tried hard to put on a natural expression.
"I can't let go, are your hands okay?" Lin Shirou asked softly.
"It's just fifty blows, it won't hurt me."
In front of Lin Shirou, Jiang Chen had a unique self-esteem.
"Have you been hit fifty times? Let me see." Lin Shirou stared at the palms huddled behind her back and said softly.
"Don't let Director Wang see you."
"Director Wang has left."
"Don't be misunderstood by others..."
"It's just the two of us here."
Before Jiang Chen finished speaking, Lin Shirou reached out and grabbed his wrist.
Her hands were as cold as ice cubes, and her fingertips were a little purple.
Jiang Chen would look around from time to time to prevent Director Wang from retaliate.
Looking at the bulging palms, Lin Shirou frowned: "Are you sure you're fine?"
"It's okay." Jiang Chen said.
Lin Shirou stretched out her fingertips and lightly touched the red and swollen area. The pain made Jiang Chen grimace.
"You are obviously in pain." Lin Shirou frowned.
"fine……"
"I'll bring you some medicine." Lin Shirou said softly, "Tomorrow you go to the equipment room and wait for me. There is no one there."
"Hmm...ok." Jiang Chen nodded.
"I'm really sorry for what happened today." Lin Shirou said softly.
"What does this have to do with you..." Jiang Chen scratched his head, thinking that he was the one who caused the whole incident.
Lin Shirou had many opportunities to separate the relationship, but she never said so, which already gave him enough face.
"If you hadn't said that, you probably wouldn't have been beaten more than a dozen times," Lin Shirou said.
"It doesn't matter, just these few blows." Jiang Chen thought that after thirty blows, he started to feel nothing. It doesn't matter if he takes a few more blows.
"I'm going back to work first, Jiang Chen, take good care of your injuries."
"Don't worry, you can go back."
Jiang Chen looked at her back and sighed softly.
Lin Shirou didn't need to apologize, it obviously had nothing to do with her.
He once thought that he might meet Lin Shirou in a certain coffee shop or at a certain street corner.
It turned out that the two of them were in the same high school.
Jiang Chen remembered that her college entrance examination scores were very high, so why didn't he have any impression...
When he arrived in the classroom and looked at the empty seat next to him, Jiang Chen finally remembered.
Han Yutong is still waiting for him at the Internet cafe!
He turned around and was about to leave when he was stopped by the teacher on duty who was passing by.
As a senior in the grade and a frequent student who skips self-study, most teachers on duty know him.
"We haven't finished self-study yet, go back to class!" the teacher on duty ordered.
Jiang Chen had no choice but to go back and continue his self-study.
It wasn't until after the first period's evening self-study that I quickly slipped out.
They rushed all the way to the Internet cafe where the two of them frequented. After searching one by one, they finally met Han Yutong in the corner.
The girl is controlling the ice shooter on the screen and pressing the keyboard.
With a light movement of your fingertips, the mouse moves quickly, and the APM is around 200 at least.
Then, she used the full set of skills on the opposite side, and the computer screen instantly turned into black and white.
"Ah...died again." She pursed her lips and muttered.
Jiang Chen gently patted her shoulder. The little girl moved. When she turned around, she found it was Jiang Chen and said dissatisfiedly:
"What are you doing? You scared me to death!"
"Then I have to call you."
Jiang Chen put his schoolbag on the sofa chair and sat down in front of the computer that had been open for who knows how long.
Han Yutong looked at the computer desktop: "It's after eight o'clock, why are you here?"
"I've been delayed for a while because of something." Jiang Chen pointed at the screen and said, "Come on, come on, I'll take you and I'll guarantee you a winning streak."
"That's pretty much it..." Han Yutong placed a box of Mosley on his desk, "It's for you."
Jiang Chen took the yogurt with his right hand and said, "Thanks to Princess Han for your love."
Ever since Jiang Chen called himself "consort", Han Yutong could no longer hear the word and stared at him fiercely:
"Don't call me that again!"
"Yes... thanks to Miss Han's love."
Jiang Chen took a sip, spread out his left hand, and accidentally touched the keyboard with his palm, which immediately caused a burning pain.
He gasped, but luckily Han Yutong didn't see him either. He clamored for him to get online quickly, while he simply surrendered.
Returning to the settlement interface, Han Yutong, who was greeted cordially by his 1/8th family member, was very angry. He turned his head and glanced at Jiang Chen, shouting:
"Take me to win!"
"You should train your skills a little bit." Jiang Chen complained as he looked at Han Yutong, who was on par with the top laner.
"I know, I know. I don't have time to study. When I graduate, I will definitely study hard and practice hard, and I will never let you down!"
Han Yutong stared at the computer screen. Knowing that her skills were not good, she obediently chose the wet nurse to help Jiang Chen restore health and mana.
After playing for a few minutes, she realized something was wrong.
Jiang Chen's skills were very stiff, far from as smooth as the first time he played with her.
She thought Jiang Chen didn't want to play with her, so she turned around and said, "What's going on? You've obviously got it under control, why didn't you pick up the skill?"
"Mistakes, mistakes..."
Jiang Chen moved his hand and touched the red and swollen area, and couldn't help but hissed.
"What’s wrong with you?"
"It's okay, increase the blood quickly, I'm going to die!" Jiang Chen said quickly.
Han Yutong was shocked and quickly went over to restore Jiang Chen's health.
In the end, the game was won without any danger, but it was quite difficult to win.
Han Yutong felt a little strange.
Jiang Chen has made more mistakes than himself, which is not like him.
Han Yutong did not click "Continue Game", but turned around and said:
"What happened to you today?"
"It's been too long since I've played, Handsheng."
Jiang Chen casually found an excuse to excuse himself.
Han Yutong didn't believe it at all and glanced at his hand.
Jiang Chen, who was usually used to placing his palms against the keyboard, raised his hands very high this time.
Okay, this guy doesn't play well with me!
As if he had grasped Jiang Chen's hand, Han Yutong walked to his left and grabbed his hand.
"I can tell, you did it on purpose! Tell me honestly, why don't you have fun?"
Han Yutong's hand was strong and he attacked suddenly again. This time, Jiang Chen's eyebrows were so painful that they almost squeezed together.
"Tap, tap, tap..."
"What's wrong?"
"fine."
"let me see!"
Before he could explain anything, Han Yutong turned his palm over tyrannically.
Be gentle, grandma.
Jiang Chen grimaced in pain.
Just when he thought that Han Yutong would talk to him, he found that the little girl had not spoken for a long time.
When he raised his head, Han Yutong, who was originally fierce, looked at Jiang Chen with his hands turning red and purple, his expression frozen on his face, and his eyes instantly became foggy.
Jiang Chen looked at the change of expression at that moment and said hurriedly: "What's wrong with you? Are you okay?"
Han Yutong stared at the swollen hand and whispered for a long time: "It hurts..."
"It's okay... I was caught by Director Wang when I was playing ball. It was just a few slaps. It doesn't matter."
"Then why are you here to play? Your hands hurt and you don't know it?" Han Yutong asked, glaring at him.
"Didn't I promise you..."
"Just say no and it's over? Am I that unhuman?"
Han Yutong shouted so loudly that the entire Internet cafe could hear it.
Other people surfing the Internet thought it was a young couple quarreling, and they all turned their attention to watch the fun.
Now it was Jiang Chen's turn to have nothing to say and whispered:
"Keep your voice down, keep your voice down, there are so many people watching."
"Come on, stop playing, I'll take you to the clinic."
Han Yutong left the Internet cafe with his schoolbag in one hand and Jiang Chen in the other.
