Be at the same table with the rumored boss

Chapter 4 Running

Before the holiday at the end of the month, they looked for an opportunity to skip class. It was a perfect choice for the last evening self-study without class, but Zhang Haichao was used to it, and he was afraid that Liu Juan would check the class and did not dare to go out with him.

Su Mianyang didn't bother to go out too early, he didn't like the bustling crowd on the street, so he simply waited for Liu Xiaodao to settle down before going there.

Liu Xiaodao's location is the home cooking restaurant at the innermost side of the food street next to the school, where teachers who patrol the street will not usually be caught.

In fact, the food street is just a concentration of peddlers and restaurants. They really don't have any real gourmet food in this small county. Take this restaurant as an example, the food quality is not as good as his mother, Ms. Zhao's craftsmanship.

It’s just that the students of No. [-] Middle School are forced to stay in school all day and eat three meals a day. They resist but dare not resist. The students can only secretly order takeaway to eat a spiritual rebellion, and experience the thrill of secretly probing against school rules.

"Brother Yang, here." From a long distance away, I saw Su Mianyang's Liu Xiaodao speak out first, waving his chopsticks in his direction, Su Mianyang walked over and sat next to Liu Xiaodao, only then did he take care of it Look carefully at a table of people.

In addition to the two of them, there are three students from the branch school next door. No. [-] Middle School is considered a good public high school in their small county. Most of the local students have been imported, and the students who have not reached the score line of No. [-] Middle School in the high school entrance examination They will be assigned to the next branch school.

The branch school is loosely managed, and the students are free-range. You may not be able to find out if you lose it for a few weeks, and the grades are even worse. Therefore, it has become a negative teaching material in Lao Liu's mouth. no.

Liu Xiaodao belongs to the kind of student who was abandoned by the teacher. He usually does things that violate the rules. He likes to fight against the teacher, so he deliberately asked a few students from the branch school to play with him.

Su Mianyang doesn't have much feeling for the people in the branch school, everyone is a student, but some people are born to eat and study, and some are not. High and low.

But he really doesn't like to hang out with the students of the branch school, especially one of the students who dyed his hair green. If the other party is not wearing the school uniform of the branch school, Su Mianyang almost thinks that the person is from those years when the "village head gathers, the cement itself Band "Kill Matt Nobles.

"Brother Yang, right? Come, drink." Lumao said and filled his plastic cup with white wine.

"Sorry, I'm allergic to alcohol and can't drink it." Lumao's toasted glass was about to slap him in the face, and Su Mianyang just smiled, leaning back against the back of the chair, without even raising his hand to clink the glass.

What he is not willing to do, the Jade Emperor came is useless.

"Fuck, this is boring, Daozi, isn't your friend looking down on us?" Perhaps he has never been humiliated like this before, and Lumao's tone sounded a little displeased, "What kind of a thing is going out without drinking and eating?" meal?"

Su Mianyang still leaned on the back of the chair with a lazy look, "I didn't expect that this meal would exchange experience with noble players."

Lumao didn't understand what Su Mianyang said, which made him feel aggrieved by his majesty.

"Brother Wei, he really can't do it. He has rashes and pus when he drinks alcohol. Brother Yang doesn't dare to drink because he is afraid of spoiling the fun. Come on, come on, let me drink with you." Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Liu Xiaodao hurried out To smooth things over, he took his own cup and touched the lower edge of the green-haired wine glass.

Su Mianyang doesn't drink alcohol and doesn't move his chopsticks very much. He can't sit still after looking at his mobile phone for a while.

What's more, there is no one at this table worth his time, Su Mianyang plans to find a way to go back after this round of wine is over.

When he noticed the excessively lively noise outside the door, Li Wei was clinking glasses with people. Su Mianyang was more alert than everyone else when he didn't drink any alcohol. He kept an eye on the situation all the time.

After a while, a boy wearing the uniform of the city's No. [-] high school came up with several young people from society, pointed at Li Wei who insisted on clinking glasses with him earlier, and said, "That's him."

Su Mianyang gave Liu Xiaodao a look, but Liu Xiaodao, who was drunk at this time, did not receive his meaning, Su Mianyang could only wait for the development of the matter.

Unexpectedly, Li Wei's reaction was even bigger here, and he put down his chopsticks with the help of Jiu Jin, and the two groups scuffled together without saying a word.

There are a lot of gangsters near the school, and if there is a fight, the store can only consider itself unlucky, and the diners are used to this kind of situation. The good thing is that I took out my mobile phone and prepared to record.

It wasn't until someone showed the knife first that the crowd of onlookers screamed and panicked and rushed out of the store. The restaurant that was fine a minute ago was in a mess.

"There are two more here!" Hearing this, Su Mianyang reacted quickly, and lifted the table with his hand when the visitor rushed towards them.

Su Mianyang turned around and said "Run!" to Liu Xiaodao who was stunned aside, but before he could grab the stunned Liu Xiaodao, the flustered flow of people was already embracing him. He pushed towards the back door.

As the crowd got outside the door, it became less crowded. Su Mianyang was so crowded that he felt dizzy. He couldn't find Liu Xiaodao in the crowd just now. At this moment, he saw a person wearing the same school uniform as himself standing at the door of the store.

Before he had time to think about it, Su Mianyang grabbed the man and ran, "This way."

Su Mianyang has been dragging people forward blindly all this time, without even turning his head. The slightly warm smell of alcohol on his body has undoubtedly become the best catalyst to vent his emotions. His forehead is so hot that he can only rely on the cold wind blowing Reduce body heat.

At this time, Su Mianyang couldn't feel his body at all, his mind was blank, he just repeated simple mechanical running, all the sounds were covered by the whistling wind in his ears, and gradually only the sound of his heartbeat and the sound of his hand holding his hand were left. The pulse is beating.

I don't know how long he ran like this, Su Mianyang was exhausted, so he stopped and leaned against the wall and gasped for breath.

As soon as he stopped, Su Mianyang realized that his limbs and bones were trembling and about to fall apart, and there was also a physiological scorching pain in his chest, which made him feel that his body was dead, only his spirit was still alive.

At this time, Su Mianyang suddenly realized that he seemed to be holding Liu Xiaodao's wrist with excessive force, which made his palms sweat profusely, "Why were you so dazed just now? Why didn't you run?"

"Liu Xiaodao" beside him didn't speak for a long time, just panting with him.

Su Mianyang squeezed the wrist in his hand tighter and tighter, only then did he realize something was wrong.

Most of their high school students at this stage were spoiled and raised at home, and even poor students like them who don't study may not even have calluses on their hands, let alone such existences as knife scars.

And the wrist he was holding now didn't feel very good to the touch, not to mention it was abnormally cold, and there were bumps and unevenness on it, like scars left after a wound condensed.

A simple fact was placed before Su Mianyang's eyes. He dragged the wrong person just now, and forced him to run for hundreds of meters.

Su Mianyang didn't know what expression he should have at this moment, so he simply turned his head expressionlessly.

At this time, Xiao Lang didn't know, so he was dragged by Su Mianyang and ran for at least a few hundred meters. He was resting his forehead with one hand to calm his breath, and his expression was a bit embarrassed.

Although most of his face was covered by the mask, it took only a second for Su Mianyang to recognize Xiao Lang's identity. After all, the hellokitty mask his new deskmate was wearing was hard to describe.

"Sorry, I pulled the wrong person." Su Mianyang let go, not intending to explain further.

After he recovered, Xiao Lang didn't say much about it. He took out his mobile phone and replied a message, slowly relaxing his frowning brows.

Only then did Xiao Lang shift his gaze to Su Mianyang, glanced at his school uniform, and said in his usual cold voice, "Skipping class? You are still so young, why can't you study hard?"

Su Mianyang never expected that the conversation between the two would be such a lecture from the dean, and he was speechless for a while, Su Mianyang glanced at Xiao Lang casually, looked at his school uniform and said, "Didn't you also have evening classes? "

Xiao Lang ruthlessly retorted, "I have a leave note."

Hypocrisy, God forever.

Having said all that, Su Mianyang didn't bother to continue chatting with Xiao Lang, he shrugged his shoulders and said "Let's go", intending to find a random place to spend the night.

Not wanting Xiao Lang to grab his cuff, Su Mianyang frowned slightly, but when he turned around, he had already returned to his usual lazy and good-tempered look, "What?"

"Your arm was scratched, go back to the school infirmary to bandage it." Xiao Lang said.

After being told this, Su Mianyang felt an unnatural burning sensation in his arm, and a bloody cut was made on his left arm, probably accidentally when he pushed that gangster away just now.

I can't say how serious it is, but it does need to be dealt with briefly to avoid wound inflammation.

Now it is the time for evening self-study, the school gate is tightly closed, and several teachers are patrolling together to catch students who skip classes for evening self-study.

Su Mianyang's original plan was to have dinner with Liu Xiaodao and return to school after the evening self-study was over, mixed with the team of day students, but now that this accident happened, he couldn't find a good place for a while.

The nearest place where wounds can be treated is of course the school infirmary, where the medicines are cheap, and it is only open to the students of No. [-] Middle School, and they pay by card.

But Su Mianyang skipped class to have a meal, so he didn't expect such a mistake, and the student card was still thrown in a corner of the desk pocket.

Su Mianyang moved his eyes away from the wound, and put his gaze back on Xiao Lang's hand that was pulling his cuff, "I can't go back to this point, and I didn't bring my student card."

Having said that, Su Mianyang's meaning couldn't be more obvious. He couldn't go back and had no intention of going back. However, Xiao Lang acted as if he didn't notice his resentment. The strength of his hand holding his cuff gradually increased, and his fingertips even trembled faintly. , "I'll take you to the infirmary, the wound is critical."

Su Mianyang saw it in his eyes, but he was not willing to appreciate it in his heart.

Firstly, considering the false note in Xiao Lang's hand, he is not willing to delay others, and secondly, because the person in front of him is Xiao Lang, and he has just embarrassed others, so it would be nice if Xiao Lang didn't take the opportunity to make trouble. Can still take advantage of people.

"Is there anything else to do after you ask for leave? I won't bother you."

"I'm done. I just want to go to the infirmary too. No trouble." Xiao Lang replied indifferently.

Su Mianyang raised her eyebrows, "What are you doing in the infirmary?"

"Buy antipyretics." Xiao Lang looked away first, and then let go of Su Mianyang's cuff, "I don't need to trouble myself for a stranger."

It would be too much to refuse after talking to this extent, Su Mianyang said his thanks and decided to follow Xiao Lang's suggestion.

I thought that Xiao Lang must have something hidden in his heart if he helped him for no reason, but the fact is that Xiao Lang didn't seem to want to talk to him, and those who could answer with a single word would never say a word, and Su Mianyang was almost alone along the way. People supported the communication process, and this embarrassing situation did not end until entering the school gate.

After arriving at the infirmary, Xiao Lang first asked the doctor on duty to see Su Mianyang's injury, and when he learned that there was nothing serious, he nodded and listened carefully to the doctor's instructions.

It wasn't until he swiped the card that he suddenly remembered something and pointed to the fever-reducing granules in the window, "Three packs, thank you."

At this time, Su Mianyang really realized what it means to have a unique way. God will seal the window and close the door for you, and even use the door to clamp your head.

After the doctor sterilized him with alcohol, Su Mianyang found that Liu Juan was sitting on the chair next to him and looking at him.

"Teacher... let me...it happened for a reason..." Su Mianyang hadn't figured out how to fool Liu Juan yet, so he frowned at Xiao Lang who was standing beside him without saying a word, and gave him With a wink, he signaled Xiao Lang to muddle through for him.

Xiao Lang, who received Su Mianyang's distress signal, was indifferent, and under Su Mianyang's trusting gaze, he pondered slightly, "Teacher, he skipped class and started a group fight."

In one sentence, Su Mianyang was directly sentenced to death.

Yes, some people live, he is dead.

Su Mianyang sighed, "At the same table, why don't you leave after school."

"What? Want to repay me?" Xiao Lang raised his eyes and looked over. The corners of his eyes were already a little raised, and he couldn't tell through the mask whether he was in a good mood or always been like this.

"To be honest, I really want to find a chance to beat you hard." Su Mianyang said.