Zhao Gang-ling didn't know what Yu Xiaowei was like in the end. If Zhao Gang-ling knew that his kick made Yu Xiaowei enjoy so many wonderful things, Zhao Gang-ling would never mind staying there for a while, pressing Yu Xiaowei's body and letting him enjoy it for a while.

boom.

Just then.

A thunder sounded from the sky.

After accumulating a day of rain, it finally poured down.

Dingdong.

The exam is over.

The exam this afternoon is over.

The heavy rain seemed to wash away the scorching heat of this summer.

Zhao Gangqing stood in the rain and was not in a hurry to find a place to hide.

Zhao Gang-ling has loved rain since she was a child.

This thing seems to be very literary, but Zhao Gangliang paid the price of high fever at least twenty times for it.

Zhao Gang-rye was not awesome when she was a child, and she was even worse than many ordinary people.

Zhao Gangliang practiced martial arts when he was a child. Although many people didn't say it, Zhao Gangliang knew that in the eyes of many ancient martial arts, he was indeed not suitable for practicing martial arts.

At that time, Zhao Gangliang didn't care. He would be able to do it if he was powerful. If there was anything, his own son would protect him and help him.

Until he entered the Hunter School, Zhao Gangqing felt that he was just an ordinary person with a good memory and a scholar who was at the forefront of the sky in the future.

But, in the Hunter School.

On that rainy night.

Zhao Gangliang met someone.

A person that Zhao Gang-rye needs to be grateful for in his whole life and will never forget him in his whole life.

That person is the teacher at Hunter School.

That is the one she in Liangzi's mouth.

On that night.

Once again, I was ridiculed for failing martial arts.

I was alone, disheartened.

Then the sky seemed to feel my mood and it slowly started to rain.

The rain was as heavy as today.

Zhao Gangyan looked up and let the rain hit his face. His eyes were open and wide. The rain fell directly into Zhao Gangyan's eyes, but it was not possible for Zhao Gangyan to blink.

"That year, that day, that night."

Zhao Gang curled a smile at the corner of his mouth.

"If I hadn't seen you, how could I have been like me today?"

Zhao Gang smiled and shook his head.

It seemed that he wanted to throw the beautiful figure with silver earrings away from his mind.

The rain hits the face.

There are more and more people next to you.

Some people were running quickly with umbrellas, maybe there were their parents waiting for them outside the campus, some were three or two together, smiling and talking about something, while others were just holding umbrellas and walking slowly, either with a sad face or just smiling.

The wind is getting stronger.

The rain became even more intense.

The slap on the face is not as gentle as before, and it even makes people feel a little painful.

Zhao Gangliang smiled, put his hands in his pockets, and slowly walked forward step by step, while the bone-like copper plate in Zhao Gangliang's clothes emitted a slight, warm light.

The seemingly ordinary copper plate seemed to turn into a piece of white jade on such a rainy day.

Of course, Zhao Gangliang could not see these at this time. He was just walking, that's all.

Just then.

One hand blocked Zhao Gangling's head.

Zhao Gang couldn't help but want to laugh.

Since ancient times, no matter what novel or bloody scripts, women are in the rain. Then men hold umbrellas for women as if they were in the sky, which makes them look romantic. But today they are asking others to hold umbrellas for themselves, which is a bit of a waste of such rainy days.

"Brother Gangle."

An elegant voice came from the side.

Zhao Gangliang turned around, without any surprise, and said with a smile, "Xiao Bei, how are you doing the exam?"

“The exam is OK.”

Chen Xiaobei nodded, looked at Zhao Gangling with his head tilted, and said, "Brother Gangling, why are you wet in the rain? Didn't you bring an umbrella?"

"No."

Zhao Gang-rye shook his head and said, "I have never brought an umbrella a few times in my life. I think I won't bring it in again, hahaha."

"When did you not bring an umbrella, just tell me, I'll give you an umbrella." Chen Xiaobei smiled and took out a pack of tissues from his pocket and handed them to Zhao Gangliang.

Zhao Gang smiled, picked up a tissue and wiped the rain from his face. The two walked out of the school together.

At this time, at the entrance of the school toilet of No. 2 Middle School.

A man with a dirty head was standing at the door with anger on his face.

"Bastard, bastard, where are you all dead!!"

Yu Xiaowei's face was flushed and his eyes were staring very loudly. The rain in the sky was heavy, but it seemed that he could not destroy Yu Xiaowei's anger.

"We, we went to buy water for Brother Xiaowei!"

A follower said innocently.

"Go to die!"

Yu Xiaowei kicked the follower directly and knocked the follower to the ground, "Are you all eating shit?"

When talking about the word "eating shit", Yu Xiaowei's face suddenly changed, and then he vomited to the side with a vomiting sound.

Of course, Yu Xiaowei could no longer vomit anything at this time, so he could only vomit some stomach acid.

The few people standing next to Yu Xiaowei looked at Yu Xiaowei's current situation and the foul odor all over Yu Xiaowei, and couldn't help but take a small step back.

"Didn't there be so many of you who didn't see the one who kicked me just now?" Yu Xiaowei asked angrily.

"No, no!"

Another follower said hesitantly.

"Everyone eat shit!"

Yu Xiaowei kicked out again, and the follower fell to the ground.

The tragedy of being a follower is here.

When there are good things, the follower may be able to benefit from it, but if you encounter bad things, the first one who is unlucky will definitely be the root cause, and the follower will even become a tool to vent his anger.

Therefore, following the staff is risky, so be cautious when following others.

Poor Yu Xiaowei, in the toilet of No. 2 Middle School, did not know who had plotted against him, decisively enjoyed a wonderful meal in the toilet of No. 2 Middle School.

Of course, if those things are affected by your appetite, it is really Yu Xiaowei's fault.

Zhao Gang-seed caught a cold again.

This is the 31st time Zhao Gang caught a cold after getting wet from the rain.

Of course, you don’t catch a cold every time you get in the rain, and you don’t have a fever every time you catch a cold.

Zhao Gang had a fever.

"What happened?"

Huang Lingling held a towel and wrung the water while looking at Zhao Gangliang with concern and said, "What a big man, I'm still in the rain!"

"hey-hey."

Zhao Gangliang smiled fiercely. No matter how powerful a person is, he is always weak in the face of the disease.

Zhao Gang-ling is no exception.

Now Zhao Gangyan only feels sore and weak all over, and his head hurts very much. He looks like he wants to see two shadows.

“39 degrees!”

Huang Lingling held a thermometer and looked even more blameful on her face, "Look, it's so burning!"

"I'm sorry, Sister Lingling."

Zhao Gangliang smiled apologetically and said, "I'm going to bother you again."
Chapter completed!