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Chapter 23 Rusty Spring Knife Some people are ice, some people are armor(1/2)

"You don't need to know." Fei Lan's tone was light, unable to hear any unhappiness, but he did not respond enthusiastically.

Lin Chudong stood there and frowned and thought for a while. He felt that Fei Lan must have deceived him.

Ye Lingwei and him are not like brothers?

Ye Lingwei looked at him, and his eyelashes were like small fans and could not block the bright stars in his eyes. Whoever he looked at would be who he was.

Yuan Song has not been to school for three days, and it should be four days last Sunday. Although the reason the head teacher gave everyone was to ask for leave to rest assured, Chen Yiming still felt something was wrong.

And he vaguely felt that there must be a relationship between Ye Lingwei.

So he waited for Ye Lingwei at the school gate early in the morning.

Chen Yiming looked at the time every once in a while. It was not until class was about to start that Ye Lingwei stepped on the spot. He was late and was delayed by the Feng Discipline Commissioner at the school gate for two minutes.

"Where is the badge?" The second-grade boy was selfless. He just took office today and must be meticulous and cracked down on it.

"It's here." Ye Lingwei raised his neck, and a golden breastplate was stuck on the neckline. The thin white skin on his neck was almost shiny.

The boy's eyes looked upwards along the breastplate, his face suddenly turned red, he took two steps back in a panic, and said stutteringly, "Wear the breastplate.................."

Chen Yiming, not far away, "..."

When Ye Lingwei saw Chen Yiming, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and no longer paid attention to his junior brother, and walked towards Chen Yiming.

"Is there something wrong?" Chen Yiming looked like "I have something important to ask you", and he didn't need Ye Lingwei to guess.

"It's almost time for class, let's talk while walking." Chen Yiming originally wanted to hold Ye Lingwei and go together, but he reached out and didn't meet Ye Lingwei, so he quickly retreated. The two of them couldn't even know each other, so there was no need to be so close.

Ye Lingwei held the candy smell of candied melon in his mouth, and walked towards the classroom while listening to Chen Yiming talking in his ear.

"Zheng Song hasn't come to school for three days. The teacher said he had asked for leave. I don't believe it." Chen Yiming took a deep breath. He was bullied by Yuan Song for too long, so that as long as he always pays attention to this person, his grades, his likes and dislikes, friends around him, it can be said that even the people with the best relationship with Yuan Song in the school may not necessarily understand Yuan Song.

Because of hatred, I care more than anyone else.

Ye Lingwei pushed candy in his mouth with his tongue and rolled over, and asked casually, "What?"

Chen Yiming took a deep breath and said, "So I went to his community and pretended to be his friend. I knew his mother. I had seen the school attending a parent-teacher meeting before. I waited downstairs all day and finally waited for his mother at night!"

Chen Yiming's voice was low and his expression was guarded. Ye Lingwei, "..."

"You look like a spy now." Ye Lingwei smiled.

Chen Yiming's face turned red, his eyes dodged away, and he continued, "I said I was his friend. I made an appointment to go out together. Why didn't I see Yuan Songren? His mother told me that he was hospitalized and I don't know who was beaten. However, his mother said that he was not seriously injured and had a fracture in his left hand. He will be able to come to school in two days."

Ye Lingwei didn't expect that Chen Yiming had the courage to rush to Yuan Song's home.

But Yuan Song's hand broke...

Chen Yiming asked cautiously and tentatively, "Ye Lingwei, does this matter have anything to do with you?"

"I don't know." Ye Lingwei replied lightly.

"Oh..." Chen Yiming didn't seem particularly disappointed or surprised. Although Chen Yiming had guessed in this direction, since Ye Lingwei said he didn't know, it must have nothing to do with him.

Chen Yiming had no news and didn't play with his mobile phone. He thought Ye Lingwei was an ordinary high school student who grew up in an ordinary family like him.

Who dares to provoke someone like Hara Song?

Ye Lingwei nodded and said slowly, "But this is also a good thing, right?"

Chen Yiming was stunned and then nodded fiercely.

He hated Yuan Song, of course he thought this was a good thing.

Seeing Chen Yiming enter the classroom, the expression on Ye Lingwei's face gradually became cold. He really didn't know who beat Yuan Song, but last week, Ye Xuan said that he would handle this matter.

When Ye Xuan received Ye Lingwei's call, he had just finished the game and celebrated at the club. He set up an exclusive call ringtone for Ye Lingwei. Ye Lingwei had not made any noise these days, and he was reluctant to let the other party throw himself behind his head.

He does not like this younger brother, and sometimes even disgusted him, but blood relationship cannot be cut off by just saying he doesn't like it. He can sit idly by the other party's difficulties, but the premise is that he can pass the level in his heart.

"You had better......"

"Hey, second brother."

Ye Xuan, “…”

Ye Xuan gave up talking to Ye Lingwei. He walked to a slightly quieter place and asked impatiently what he was asking?

"Did you do what Hara Song did?"

Ye Xuan frowned, "What are you doing? What's wrong with him?"

Ye Lingwei was stunned for a moment, then said, "Nothing."

Ye Xuan reacted and asked Ye Lingwei in a cold tone, "Have he bullied you again?"

Ye Lingwei did not answer him.

There was no sound on the phone. After a while, Ye Xuan lowered his voice and said, "I have a game these two days. I originally planned to help you deal with the game after it is over. I didn't expect him to... so soon..."

Before Ye Xuan could finish speaking, the phone was ruthlessly hung up.

Looking at the screen that was soon dark, Ye Xuan felt mixed feelings, but then she felt that it was pretty good. That's it, don't bother me in the future.

Ye Lingwei walked slowly into the classroom. This matter was not done by Ye Xuan. He misunderstood that Yuan Song had bullied him again, so he felt a little ridiculous guilt in that moment.

But it should disappear soon. After all, he will be ranked behind everything about himself, such as racing. Ye Xuan did not tell him at that time that he had to finish the race before he had time.

In essence, Ye Xuan is still the same. He would buy Guandong cookies in the middle of the night because he is young and soft-hearted. The reason why he can convince himself is that the boy opposite the screen is his younger brother at least.

But once his own affairs were involved, Ye Lingwei would be left behind.

Fortunately, it is Ye Lingwei now, not the original body, otherwise the original body would have been disappointed.

Ye Lingwei now just wants to laugh. The more these people are like this, the more he will try to kill them.

As for Yuan Song, since he has been taught a lesson, he doesn't care who did it. Of course, he can say silently to the air, thank you baby.

Ye Lingwei checked into the classroom, and Pokémon followed him and began to inform the parents' meeting on Friday afternoon.

"I remember working in other places with my classmates, right? Grandparents can do it. If you can have parents, try to be there. Parents are very important to our senior year. Our teachers will communicate with parents about how to help you through this difficult senior year."

"In addition, I would like to emphasize one thing. Last year, our class spent money to look for dads outside. I don't care whether you are looking for dads or mom. Once I find out this time, I will be punished for demerits!" Pokémon's tone and expression were very serious, and he didn't look like he was joking. Some of the classmates turned their heads to look at Gao Linhao behind him as if they had made an appointment.

Gao Linhao's face collapsed, "What do you think of me? I didn't look for it last year."

Pokémon, "Then are you going to look for it this year?"

Gao Linhao, "..." I want to jump to the Yellow River.

Pokémon walked to teach other classes, and Gao Linhao's disguised calm suddenly collapsed. He was panicked, "It's over, it's over, how many names did I get in the last grade? Oh, more than six hundred, more than six hundred! I've been over, and it's over, and my mother will definitely take off my skin, confiscate my cell phone, reduce my living expenses, and unplug the internet cable at home!"

"Ye Lingwei, do you think I'd really go and find a father?"

Ye Lingwei stood on his chin and shook his head, "Classmate, your thoughts are very dangerous."

Gao Linhao grabbed his hair crazy and buried his face on the table howled. Like him, there were many people who were crazy last semester. The pressure of the second year of high school was not as good as that of the third year of high school. Thinking that the third year of high school was about to be close, he let go of the summer vacation to play. Who would have thought that the third year of high school would take the exam directly at the beginning of the first year of high school, and he would not hold you the Buddha's feet.

After signing up, I thought I would hold a class meeting first. Before I even sat down, the test papers came down one by one. Two teachers were on the podium and one behind the classroom. When I put on my glasses, I was full of momentum, and everyone was stunned.

Gao Linhao is not the only one who has lost his grades.

Ye Lingwei saw that his deskmate Chu Ran had been shaking his legs in a daze. Perhaps Gao Linhao could communicate with his deskmate about what posture the pain could be relieved.

Chu Ran noticed Ye Lingwei was looking at him, and he looked at Ye Lingwei, "Aren't you afraid?"

He is still more than 600 in the grade, and Ye Lingwei is the last in the grade. He doesn't seem to be worried at all?

Ye Lingwei has already passed the high school courses in the past two days. He lay on the dictionary and said leisurely, "No one in my family cares about me."

Chu Ran was stunned, "Then will your parents come?"

"No." Ye Lingwei shook his head naturally.

Parents' meeting? Are they worthy?

As soon as he finished talking to his deskmate in the morning, Pokémon called Ye Lingwei to the office in the afternoon. Pokémon hesitated for a while, looking at the boy standing in front of him with his head down and obedient look, thinking about how to tell Ye Lingwei that his family seemed to be unwilling to answer the phone so that he would not hurt him.

"Have you told your parents about the parent-teacher meeting?" Pokémon asked softly.

Ye Lingwei nodded.

Pokémon frowned, "That's right, I just beat your family..."

According to convention, the head teacher has to call the parents of every student in the class to confirm the parent meeting, so as not to try to take advantage of the situation. In previous years, it has often happened that the father and real father were found to be involved on the spot by spending money outside.

"Don't they answer?" Ye Lingwei asked.

Pokémon was stunned for a moment, then nodded. Just as he was about to ask why, Ye Lingwei took out his cell phone, "Teacher, I'll call."

No one is allowed to carry a cell phone at school, but Ye Lingwei can do it. This is the privilege that Pokémon applied for last week under pressure, so as not to contact him if any accidents occur when he is alone.

Ye Lingwei called Ye Cen's private phone number, and Ye Cen's call to the school would definitely not be this phone number. What Pokémon said about not answering the phone number, perhaps this number exists just for the purpose of not answering it.

So even if Pokémon blows up the phone card opposite, no one will answer it.

Because from the beginning, Ye Cen was too lazy to care about Ye Lingwei.

Compared to Ye Xuan, Ye Cen is the truly indifferent person.

"Brother..."

"I'm in a meeting." Ye Cen said concisely, and it was obvious that he wanted to hang up the phone.
To be continued...
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