I was pressed to the ground to eat Amway

Chapter 48

At the same time that Wang Keming let go of the tormentor's hand, the tormentor also threw the little hapless guy who was being held by the collar to the ground.

Wang Keming took a small glance at the little hapless guy from the corner of his eye.

He was sitting on the ground coughing dryly.

The clothes were clean, and the fabric didn't look cheap. Even though the little leather shoes on this guy's feet had been trampled on a few times, it could still be seen that they were of great value.

Reconnecting with the conversation between the two perpetrators just now, it is obvious that this little unlucky guy has a very good family background.

His bangs were so long that they almost covered half of his face, but judging from the delicate tip of his jaw and facial contours, this guy should be in good shape.

It's just that this guy is filled with an inexplicable gloom.

Wang Keming sniffed, thinking to himself, this feeling makes others feel uncomfortable.

"What are you doing first?!" The assailant was full of surprise when he saw Wang Keming standing there silently, "What grade are you in? Are you so nosy?!"

Thanks to this guy's voice, Wang Keming transferred his thoughts to the scum in front of him.

Peasy eyes, hooked nose, and a fierce look that is not easy to mess with.

Let me make a simple summary of the characters: a passer-by who won't be invited by third-rate romance dramas.

Wang Keming sneered in his heart—more than fierce, but not strong enough, he is an idiot.

And another person who had been standing at the door to guard the door for this person was also standing next to this person at the moment, and he shouted: "What grade and class are you in?!"

Triangular eyes, bulbous nose, and pimples all over his cheeks due to the impending puberty.

This person's personality is higher than the one above: he can be a passer-by in a second-rate romantic web drama crew, after all, he is popular.

This is probably just a small follower.

Wang Keming made a basic positioning for the few people in front of him with a few clicks.

Then, Wang Keming hung up the phone again and said with a smile: "I'm in Class [-], Grade [-]."

"What? Seniors, why are you asking this?" Wang Keming blinked playfully, "Want to come and play with me?"

Wang Keming unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt, and folded the clothes at his elbows above his arms.

"Are you threatening me?!" The hooked nose naturally sensed Wang Keming's provocation, "You're a fourth grader! Jump like that?!"

"I'm going to teach you a damn lesson today!"

Before he could rush up and teach Wang Keming a lesson, the triangular eye next to him grabbed him first: "Let's go! It's too loud. The teacher is coming. I'll look for him after school."

It really seemed like these two people let Wang Keming and the little hapless bastard out of mercy, but the real reason was like a mirror in Wang Keming's heart.

The idiots who bully the soft and fear the hard.

"They are afraid of you." The little unlucky guy still fell to the ground and whispered, "I feel it, they are afraid of you."

When Wang Keming saw the little hapless guy curled up on the ground muttering in a low voice, he couldn't help thinking of teasing this guy.

"Human society also has a food chain. You are afraid of them, and they are afraid of me."

Wang Keming squatted down and stretched out his hand, lifting the chin of the little hapless bastard.

The overly long bangs scattered around with the lift of the little unlucky man's chin, revealing his immature but outstanding facial features.

It really looks good.

Wang Keming thought.

So Wang Keming continued: "Then are you afraid of me?"

But unexpectedly, Wang Keming didn't see the panicked expression of this little unlucky guy.

Instead, he saw a pair of deep and unusually firm eyes.

"You're wrong," said the unlucky good-looking little guy, "I'm not afraid of them.

"So, I'm not afraid of you."

"Oh?" Wang Keming dragged out his voice, "Are you really not afraid of me?"

The little unlucky guy turned his head to avoid Wang Keming's hand pinching his chin, and he said softly, "Don't be afraid."

All right, if you're not afraid, then don't be afraid.

Wang Keming didn't bother with this issue any more.He calculated the time and felt that the English class should have passed, so he walked back to the cubicle, took out his empty schoolbag from it, and planned to return to the classroom.

After all, the toilet is so smelly, who the hell wants to stay here all afternoon.

But when Wang Keming walked out of the cubicle and was about to go out of the bathroom with his bag, he saw the little hapless guy still sitting on the ground.

"Why don't you leave?" Wang Keming asked with a frown.

The little unlucky guy lowered his head, and covered his own ankle with a hand that was so white that it was almost scary: "Just now..."

His voice was so small that Wang Keming, who was only three steps away from him, couldn't hear him clearly.

"Ah?!" Wang Keming said, "What did you say? Say it again?"

"I got a sprained foot."

These four words were only heard clearly by Wang Keming when he moved close to the mouth of this little hapless bastard.

Wang Keming was very helpless after hearing it clearly: "Okay, I will send the Buddha to the west."

He knelt down in front of the little unlucky guy: "Come on, I'll carry you to the infirmary."

As a result, Wang Keming waited left and right, but he didn't wait for the little hapless guy behind him to make any movement.

Then, Wang Keming turned his head and saw that the little unlucky guy had already stood up holding the door of the cubicle, and he was trying hard to go to the infirmary by himself.

Wang Keming: "... Hey, let me tell you why you have such a hard head."

The little unlucky guy ignored Wang Keming, and he continued to limp out of the toilet on his own.

Wang Keming: This man...

There was no other way, so Wang Keming had no choice but to rush over at a brisk pace, skimming over the guy's legs and underarms, and picked up the little hapless guy.

The infirmary is on the first floor of another teaching building opposite the playground.

And this toilet is on the fourth floor.

Fortunately, this kid is as light as a girl, otherwise I wouldn't be able to pretend to be so aggressive.

Wang Keming thought seriously.

Just when Wang Keming went downstairs with the little hapless guy in his arms, the little hapless guy was still very unconvinced.

He first said in the same low voice as before: "You put me down..."

Wang Keming refused without hesitation. He said eloquently: "I am a four-good boy, and I have to help my grandmother when I cross the road. I will never sit idly by for a wounded person like you!"

This statement must be false, Wang Keming just thought it was useful to use the excuse of sending his classmate to the infirmary to deal with why he didn't hand in his homework.

The little unlucky guy didn't care about this, he saw that Wang Keming refused to let him go, so he struggled even harder: "You let me go!"

"No." Wang Keming replied bluntly, "You can lie in my arms honestly. It would be even more embarrassing for others to find out if your voice was louder."

In the second half of the sentence, he accurately hit the culprit of the little unlucky guy.He didn't move, nestling in Wang Keming's arms like a petrified hamster.

"Look at you, wouldn't it be better to be honest like this?" Wang Keming was a little complacent.

After a long time, when he was about to reach the infirmary, the little unlucky guy said angrily in Wang Keming's arms: "There will never be a next time, and I will never let you hug me easily next time. "

"Okay, I'll remember." Wang Keming said, "After that, I will be bullied when I meet you again."

"Then I..." The little unlucky guy seemed ashamed to say this question, he stammered for a long time, but he didn't say anything.

On the contrary, it was Wang Keming who first guessed what he meant, and he said casually: "Then you can learn Sanda, Muay Thai, Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, etc. You also need to learn fighting and fitness. If you don't want to learn from you Always a weakling."

Wang Keming never mentioned that he studied karate, because karate below the black belt is only for fitness, which sounds very old.

After entering the infirmary, the school doctor was obviously very skilled in dealing with these bruises. After she put Shen Qingchuan on a support board, she sent them back to the classroom.

"By the way, what's going on on your neck?" The school doctor noticed the pinch mark on the little unlucky guy's neck.

Wang Keming was about to answer for him first: "Oh, teacher, this is..."

But I heard the little unlucky guy himself said: "It's nothing, it's just being strangled while putting on clothes."

Why... why didn't he say it?

When he left the infirmary, Wang Keming asked meddlingly as usual: "Why didn't you say anything?"

The little unlucky guy replied: "It's useless to say it, they will definitely get worse next time, it's better to stop the loss in time."

Isn't that how it works? !

It was only then that Wang Keming realized what was wrong with him the most in this school violence: as a victim, this hapless little guy seemed too calm.

Wang Keming couldn't help talking: "Have you always been like this?"

"What's wrong with me?" the little hapless guy asked.

"Forget it." Wang Keming asked, "What class are you in?"

The little unlucky guy still lowered his head: "On the fourth floor, just put it on the stairs for me."

Which classes are on the fourth floor?

Wang Keming thought, four three, four two, four one, and three or nine classes.

Wang Keming lowered his head and took a look at the petite little hapless guy in his arms, and his heart was settled.

Oh, I guess this kid is from Class [-].

Speaking of petite physique, Wang Keming thought of another one.

Wang Keming shook the little unlucky guy in his arms: "Look at you, your body is so light, your hair is so long, and your skin is so white."

He said half-jokingly: "You are not a girl, are you?"

"Otherwise, when we go to the toilet later, you take off your pants and show me?"

As soon as Wang Keming finished speaking, he saw that the cheeks of the little hapless bastard in his arms were rapidly turning red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"you you you!!!"

The whole face of the little unlucky guy was red with anger, and he pointed at Wang Keming with the fingers of his right hand, looking anxious.

Seeing the reaction of the little hapless guy, Wang Keming also panicked: "I'm just kidding, don't..."

Before Wang Keming finished speaking, he saw the little unlucky guy turn over and quickly landed on the ground.

"Hey! Come back!" Wang Keming shouted.

But it was useless, the little unlucky guy had limped away in anger.

This is the third floor, one floor away from the destination.

As Wang Keming went upstairs, he wondered if he should go to Class [-], Grade [-] when get out of class was over later, to apologize to the little hapless guy or something.

After all, thinking about it now, he really felt that he was quite insulting.

After thinking about it, he lost his mind, and when he came back to his senses, he bumped into another person at the door of their class three, grade four.

Coincidentally, this other person is this little unlucky guy.

Wang Keming had no choice but to blink his eyes in embarrassment, but before he could say anything to the little hapless guy, the English teacher's roar had overwhelmed his thoughts:

"Wang Keming! Shen Yuejin! Why did you two go?! My English class is almost over!"

The first reaction, that must be:

Fuck, why hasn't this English class ended yet? !

And this second reaction is naturally:

This little hapless bastard is called Shen Yuejin?It's a nice name.

As for the □□ should:

what? !

This little unlucky guy is in the same class as me? !

I have been studying here for four years, why don't I know there is such a classmate in my class? !

The author has something to say:

Feng Shui turns around, come to my house next year ⊙ω⊙

Now, that's probably...

Shen Qingchuan: Wang Keming, I want to take off my pants to show you.

Wang Keming: Hello, 110?I have a pervert here!

Also, I will probably only give red envelopes to the first and second cute little ones who leave comments in the future_(:з」∠)_