69novels Chapter 24 "Do you still want to eat handmade...
Chapter 24 "Do you still want to eat handmade...
Yu Qin was transferred?
This is definitely a good thing for him. No one knows better than him how difficult it will be to offend a teacher like Yu Qin in school. After all, he has experienced it once in high school.
He lowered his eyelashes and thought for a while before replying to Li Shu.
[Cheng Yue: Is it true? 】
[Li Shu: Of course it's true!His office has been evacuated, and the order from above must be so serious that the school is so eager to drive him away. This kind of person really deserves it. 】
[Li Shu: Wow, look at the freshman group!Someone anonymously posted Jin Lewen and the others! 】
[Li Shu: [screenshot]]
Cheng Yue hurriedly clicked on the freshman group, but he was still a little slow to go, and only had time to see "administrator withdrew 4 messages" and "administrator turned off anonymous speech".
He could only go back and look at the screenshot sent by Li Shu. It was indeed a list sent by an anonymous classmate, which circled Jin Lewen and two other people. Do you still need to apply for a bursary if you spend thousands of dollars on your hair?"
The news came and disappeared quickly, and it hardly caused any waves in the group. Afterwards, many people sent "?", asking what happened just now, but no one came out to explain.
Cheng Yue turned his gaze, and suddenly saw a new friend notification appearing below.
[Hello, I am counselor Gao Zhizhong. 】
A message also popped up in the class group [@All Members, Hello everyone, I am your new counselor Gao Zhizhong, [Laughs]]
Just now Li Shu vaccinated him, and he wasn't too surprised now, Cheng Yue clicked to approve the application.
[Cheng Yue: Hello, teacher. 】
[Counselor Gao Zhizhong: Student Cheng, hello. 】
[Counselor Gao Zhizhong: Mr. Yu Qin has something to do at home, so he can't continue to serve as our grade counselor for the time being, and I will be in charge of the logistics work in the future. 】
[Counselor Gao Zhizhong: This is the specific process and precautions for the bursary defense. The defense time is tentatively scheduled for October No. 11, the first Friday after the holiday. [document]】
There is still plenty of time left for him to prepare.
[Cheng Yue: I see, thank you teacher. 】
[Counselor Gao Zhizhong: You're welcome, keep going! [Smile]】
Cheng Yue thought for a while, and also sent a [smile] emoji.
This counselor seemed... quite responsible, at least much better than Yu Qin.
Just as Yang Kaimiao also came out of the bathroom, Cheng Yue dropped his phone and got out of bed to take a shower.
An Mingyu was still leaning on the bed. When he passed by, he glanced out of the corner of his eye, and vaguely saw that the other party's mobile phone interface was also a chat interface with the counselor just now.
This counselor also sent a private message to each student to say hello?
He froze for a moment, and when he looked over again, An Mingyu had already switched the interface of his phone back to a certain live broadcast room, and turned to ask him, "What are you watching?"
"No... I didn't see anything." Cheng Yue looked away and said casually, "We have a new counselor."
An Mingyu turned down the phone's voice: "Yeah." He paused, then asked, "Go to work tomorrow?"
"Yes, the morning shift, but basically I have to be busy until after five in the afternoon, so I can't ride together in the morning." Cheng Yue replied.
"It's okay, I'll take a rest in the morning." An Mingyu smiled, "Then we'll ride together when you get off work?"
Cheng Yue was startled.
He intended to finish the mileage by himself after get off work.
An Mingyu helped him a few times, but their relationship wasn't good enough to act together every day.
An Mingyu said again: "Just after riding the bike, I went to the laboratory to have a look at the adjustment pool."
"okay."
So that's what he meant, he thought too much.
The weather was fine on the weekend, and all freshman students got rid of military training, and there were no classes, and the restaurant was overcrowded. At the end of the day, Cheng Yue almost didn't even have time to drink water.
At six o'clock in the afternoon, the proprietress finally let him go, and before leaving, she caught up with him and handed him a bag of food: "Thanks for your hard work, Cheng Yue, come, come, come, this is a new dish I'm about to release. Go back and eat!"
Cheng Yue waved his hand: "No, I'll just go to the cafeteria to eat."
"Oh, where is this delicious in the cafeteria? Please help me taste it, and I'll improve it." The proprietress insisted on stuffing a box full of dishes and a few packets of snacks into his hand.
Cheng Yue couldn't refuse anymore, he took his things and went out, standing at the door and looking around.
There were many students coming and going in the commercial street, but he didn't see An Mingyu.
He sent a QQ message to the other party.
[Cheng Yue: I'm off work. 】
[An Mingyu: I'll be there right away, 5 minutes. 】
The other party responded quickly.
[Cheng Yue: Okay, no rush, I'll wait for you at the school gate. 】
Anyway, the scope specified by the APP is only valid within the school, so Cheng Yue simply went to meet An Mingyu at the school gate with the food.
He avoided the crowd and found a shaded place near the school auditorium to stand and wait when he was suddenly patted on the back.
"An..." Cheng Yue turned his head, the greeting smile froze on his face.
The person who came was Qian Fangkai.
"Xiao Chengyue." He hooked his back and leaned forward a little, "What? You don't like to see me? Who do you think it could be, that kid from the An family?"
Cheng Yue didn't want to entangle with him: "I haven't got the money yet, so I can't pay you back now."
Qian Fangkai snorted, as if he didn't listen to him at all: "Why didn't you reply to the message I sent you?"
"Forgot." Cheng Yue took a few steps back vigilantly.
"Forgot?" Qian Fangkai repeated it.
Cheng Yue turned his head, and there was a small forest behind him. He looked to the other side, and there was a road there.
But before he had time to run away, Qian Fangkai suddenly got into trouble, rushed up and grabbed Cheng Yue by the neck and pushed him back to the tree trunk next to him, gnashing his teeth like crazy: "Forgot? It's okay, I can help you remember... ...Do you think that An Mingyu can protect you?"
"Go away...!" His hand was so strong that Cheng Yue tried his best to pull his arm out but he couldn't move it.
There were students passing by, and his heart beat faster, for fear that someone would notice the movement here and let someone take a picture of his embarrassed appearance and spread it.
"Hey." Qian Fangkai saw his nervousness, and stuck it close to Cheng Yue's face, "The eleventh holiday is coming soon, do you want to go back and look at that old thing? In City B, I can't do anything to you, but wait for you Back in Z city... I have plenty of ways to play with you slowly, Xiao Chengyue."
On the opponent's ferocious face, the pair of eyes flashed with the desire to make him sick, Qian Fangkai showed obsession on his face, and got closer to him.
Cheng Yue hated it so much that he tried to break free, but he staggered and was pushed down in the mud. Qian Fangkai was also led forward by him.
The food in his hand flew out and spilled all over the floor.
"what--!!"
A shrill scream came from the woods.
The students passing by all stopped one after another, and some campus security guards were attracted and ran towards this side.
Cheng Yue trembled all over, clutching a broken brick tightly in his hand, the sharp corners of the brick were still stained with blood.
On the other side, Qian Fangkai fell to the ground, clutching his head in pain, with blood streaming from his hands.
In the chaos just now, Cheng Yue touched a brick and poured it on his head fiercely, opening the ladle for him.
"What's going on!" shouted the campus patrolman who ran over.
"He, he's trying to kill me with a brick!" Qian Fangkai covered his head and pointed at Cheng Yue.
The patrolman looked along.
Cheng Yue threw away the brick in a panic, but the smell of blood still lingered on the tip of his nose, his stomach rolled even more violently, his face turned pale, and he tried his best not to vomit it out.
There were more and more students watching, and some people began to pick up their mobile phones.
"Don't take pictures! Please put away your mobile phones!" A clear male voice shouted, and then, An Mingyu squeezed out from the crowd, and said to the patrolman, "I am a friend of this classmate, there must be something wrong with this matter." Misunderstand."
The campus patrol also yelled a few times to coax all the students away, and replied: "If there is any misunderstanding, you have to go to the police station, and you will be beaten like this on the head. How can you forget about a misunderstanding?"
An Mingyu stopped talking to him and ran to Cheng Yue's side.
Cheng Yue was supported by him to stand up, his legs were still trembling uncontrollably, he looked at the patrolman: "I...he was the one who strangled my neck first..."
The patrolman, who was talking to the intercom, glanced at them, but didn't answer.
Cheng Yue felt his palms being touched by something soft, he lowered his head, An Mingyu was wiping the blood on his hands with a paper towel, seeing that he had recovered, he said: "Wipe yourself, is there any injury on your body? "
Cheng Yue shook his head.
The police car arrived soon, and both Cheng Yue and Qian Fangkai were escorted into it. The latter kept yelling, "He's going to kill me! He's going to beat me to death with a brick!"
The car door slammed shut, and Cheng Yue looked out through the car window, meeting An Mingyu's eyes.
The opponent's lips moved.
He made a distinction and seemed to say "Don't be afraid".
When he arrived at the police station, Cheng Yue had completely calmed down.
"You said that Qian Fangkai threatened you by strangling your neck first, and then you accidentally injured him?" the policeman asked him.
Cheng Yue: "Yes."
After answering, he raised his hand and touched his neck, feeling a tingling pain.
The officer also saw obvious choke marks on his neck, but continued to ask, "What did he threaten you with?"
Cheng Yue was silent.
"What was the specific scene at that time, can you recall it and tell me?"
Qian Fangkai's big face with sticky breathing flashed past, Cheng Yue felt uncomfortable, frowned and didn't answer.
The police officer asked in a different way: "Have you had any past disputes?"
"..." He told the other party the situation at that time, but the latter question involved too many things, Cheng Yue didn't want to talk about it, and if he didn't talk about it, there was no way to continue the questioning.
On the other hand, Qian Fangkai insisted that Cheng Yuexian was going to beat him to death with a brick, and said that the pinch marks were made by him while struggling.
The wound on Qian Fangkai's head looked really shocking, blood flowed half of his face, and he was sent to the hospital.
Cheng Yue was the only one left at the police station, sitting on a chair, thinking with his head down.
The police officer told him just now that the forest was a blind spot for surveillance, and no one could confirm what they said.
It's not that this kind of thing didn't happen in Z City before, but it wasn't as serious as this time, and it didn't cause any specific losses to him and Qian Fangkai, and it all disappeared in the end.
He didn't expect any difference in the results this time.
Most of Qian Fangkai's purpose was just to extort money. Losing money...is acceptable, as long as he is not detained.
After an unknown amount of time, there was a sudden noise outside the room, and then someone opened the door for him: "You can go."
Cheng Yue was taken aback, and quickly stood up.
He went out and found An Mingyu and two boys he didn't know standing outside.
An Mingyu held a bottle of mineral water in his hand, and was talking to the police officer who just asked him with his head down: "The recording is on them, and the other evidence is in this file bag."
The boy next to him saw him coming out and gave him a sympathetic look: "You were also stalked by that idiot?"
Cheng Yue pursed his lips: "...Well, who are you?"
"Hey, don't mention it, we are also unlucky, just like you, no, this is just a chance to testify for you, and send that idiot in for a few days by the way." The yellow-haired boy smiled at him.
Qian Fangkai, who just went to the hospital, was sent back again. When he saw a room full of people, he was stunned for a moment, his eyes turned a few times around Cheng Yue's bare wrist, and after a few seconds he started shouting again: "You can't Let him go! I am the victim, and he is going to kill me!"
"Fart you, Qian Fangkai!" The yellow-haired boy said to him, "When you dared to threaten others for money, you should have thought that you would have such a day!"
Qian Fangkai covered his head: "I lost so much blood...he was the one who beat me, comrade policeman, you have to help me, they are ganging up to harm me!"
Cheng Yue turned his head and didn't want to watch it again. He used this set of plays more than once.
"Hey, do you think he is a fool? You have to use evidence to do things. There are all recordings of you threatening Xiao Jiang." The boy mocked.
Cheng Yue's heart moved when he heard this, and he turned on his phone: "I also have...I also have evidence that he threatened me."
He clicked out the text message Qian Fangkai had sent him and showed it to the police.
He was too nervous just now, his thoughts didn't turn this way all of a sudden, he almost forgot about it.
Qian Fangkai still refused to give up, and wanted to say a few more words, but the police next to him didn't give him a chance, and took him into the room.
Cheng Yue watched his back disappear at the end of the aisle.
"Let's go." After processing the records and evidence, An Mingyu came over and said to him.
"How long will he be locked up?" Cheng Yue glanced at him, stood up and asked the police officer next to him.
"It depends on the situation, about seven to ten days." The policeman replied.
There are still three days before the National Day holiday, and this time is enough for him to go back and make arrangements for his grandfather.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
Coming out of the police station, he stopped in his tracks.
An Mingyu also stopped: "What's wrong?"
Cheng Yue's breathing quickened, and the nausea he suppressed earlier became more and more serious. He strode to the trash can on the side of the street, and just bent down and vomited it out: "Ugh——"
"Cheng Yue?" An Mingyu ran over.
"Ugh... vomit—cough cough—"
Cheng Yue's throat was burning, and he vomited out the little breakfast that was not much left in his stomach, and his eyes turned red.
He couldn't stand firmly on his feet, his whole body was tilted, and was supported by An Mingyu's arm.
"Here, rinse your mouth." An Mingyu handed him a bottle of mineral water, "It's new. I just unscrewed it. I haven't drunk it before."
At this time, he didn't care whether he drank it or not. Cheng Yue took it and drank it a few times, and the burning sensation in his throat was suppressed a lot.
"Wipe it." Another napkin was handed in front of him.
Cheng Yue took a few glances and took it.
He wiped his lips a few times, then stopped again.
The tissue was pinched in his palm and crumpled into a ball.
I don't know if it's because I've been wronged too much recently, or An Mingyu's voice is too gentle, or both.
Cheng Yue turned his head away suddenly, and sucked his nose a few times in a direction that An Mingyu couldn't see.
But it doesn't do much.
Tears were still falling uncontrollably.
He blinked a few times, but failed to force back the tears, raised the back of his hand to wipe his eyes——
"Use this." An Mingyu stretched out her hand, and it was another clean tissue.
Cheng Yue pursed his lips tightly, staring at the small brown mole on that hand.
After a long time, he took over.
"Thank you."
When Cheng Yue finally regained his strength, An Mingyu said, "I shouldn't be late."
"...It has nothing to do with you."
His voice was choked with sobs, and his words were hoarse and soft.
Turning his back to An Mingyu, Cheng Yue took a few deep breaths to adjust his emotions that just got out of control.
The person behind was silent for a long time, and suddenly asked softly: "Do you still want to eat hand-rolled noodles?"
Cheng Yue took a deep breath.
"think."