Refusing to join the underworld: the days of fighting against bad boys

Girls' cries seem to be contagious.

After the tears of Li Sijia and Song Ying fell, the tears in Chu Tingting's eyes also burst out. She was crying, and she did not forget to comfort others: "Don't cry, such a good old man, his Of course my brother is also a good person..."

"That's right, why are you crying?" Song Ying followed suit.

"I just want to cry, I just want to cry, why are you crying?" Li Sijia covered her head on the table, and several girls held each other's hands.

I was completely panicked, I patted Li Sijia's shoulder, then Song Ying's shoulder, and then Chu Tingting's shoulder, completely helpless, bewildered. [

Fortunately, there are no other students in the class at this time, otherwise people who saw it would think I did something to them.

In fact, I was also in a very sad mood at this time, my nose was sore, and I almost cried.But this afternoon, I had already cried a lot in Fireworks Lane, and my sad mood has subsided a lot by this time.Secondly, my many years of experience tell me that I must never cry in front of girls, and the reasons are naturally needless to say.

The few of them cried for a long time, as if they were venting the emotions that had been accumulated for many days.A certain brand of scented paper towels alone used many packs, which made my heart ache.

You know at that time... I went to the toilet or tore a few pages from the back of the homework book, and my butt hurt from scratching.

The few of them were tired from crying, so they gradually stopped in the voices of comforting each other. At this time, the class was approaching, and the students came back from outside one after another, and did not find anything unusual.

That night, I didn't go to the club again.Because Zhang Yujie had already left, when I thought that I had to face those fists flying all over the sky alone, I felt a sense of sadness.

It can be seen from the above that I am indeed not as good as Zhang Yujie.Whether I go there or not, Zhang Yujie is facing many enemies alone.

So he's better than me, and I have nothing to complain about.

Zhao Wusheng thought that Zhang Yujie had trained enough, so he didn't let him stay in the club anymore, because there was no room for him to improve.

Although Di Guang didn't come to pick me up in person, the fat security guard didn't tell me with a smile: Your training is over.