A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

Under the influence of a strange self-esteem, Qian Baoxin raised his leg and kicked Shu Ange's lower abdomen violently.

He had no bad idea of ​​bullying girls at all, or in his heart, Shi Xiaorou, who was short, ugly and fat, was not a girl at all.

Shu Ange grabbed Qian Baoxin's leg and pulled it forward.

He didn't expect the clumsy Shi Xiaorou to resist, his pulled foot slipped, and he squatted on the ground with a plop.

Qian Baoxin fell on his buttocks, Shu Ange dropped his legs, put a chair on top of him, rode on the chair himself, and stretched out his hands to grab his neck.

"Let go, let go—me."

Shu Ange's tonnage is heavy enough, and his hands are deadly. Qian Baoxin was so overwhelmed that he couldn't breathe, his face was flushed red, and his waist was about to be broken by the hard chair.

There was an uproar in the class, and no one expected that Shi Xiaorou would suddenly become ruthless and beat Qian Baoxin to the ground.

"Shi Xiaorou, let go, Qian Baoxin is going to be strangled by you."

Squad leader Liu Hongkai was afraid that something would happen, so he stood up and called out in exasperation.

Having played well with Qian Baoxin, he also stood up and tried to pull Shu Ange away.

Without waiting for others to do it, Shu Ange first loosened Qian Baoxin's neck and put the chair back to its original position.

Qian Baoxin coughed violently for a while, then took his friend's hand and stood up.

"You, you dare to hit me."

With a hoarse voice, he stared at Shu Ange angrily, raising his arms to start again.

"Try to touch me again. I'll put my words here today. If anyone bullies me again in the future, I'll be held back."

Shu Ange's eyes were fierce like a wolf cub, in stark contrast to Shi Xiaorou's softness in the past.

Her tonnage was placed there, and she frightened a lot of people at once.

The rabbit was in a hurry and bit people. Everyone could see clearly the scene of Qian Baoxin, a tall boy being pushed to the ground by Shi Xiaorou and strangling his neck.

Shi Linlang patted Qian Baoxin on the shoulder and smiled at him with his hands folded, revealing his bunny-like teeth.

"Student Qian, classmate Shi Xiaorou is just on a whim, don't make plans with her."

Her voice is sweet, her eyebrows are curved, and her bright smile is sweet to the heart of the heart.

Qian Baoxin was patted on the shoulder by Shi Linlang, and his anger turned into smoke.

"Okay, thank you for your concern."

He looked at Shi Linlang, his cheeks flushed.

"Okay, it's almost time for class, everyone quickly get back to their seats."

Squad leader Liu Hongkai urged everyone to return to their places, Qian Baoxin looked at Shi Linlang's back, and returned to his seat with a smirk.

Shu Ange sat down, opened the book, and took out his notebook to study seriously.

The third year of junior high school is a very critical year. Shilin No. 3 Middle School is one of the best schools in the city. It is not easy to smoothly enter the senior high school.

Each year, only the top 50 percent of middle school students go straight to high school. The rest, either go to schools that are close, or diverted to vocational schools.

If Shu Ange wants to enter high school smoothly, the first thing he has to do is to improve his grades.

It wasn't difficult for her, but it was too terrifying to suddenly rush from Mo Liu to the top few. Shu Ange planned to advance a few hundred places at a time.

Time passed quickly, Shi Xiaorou was inconspicuous in the class, she disappeared for a class in the morning, and no teacher asked her to understand the situation.

At the end of school, the teacher just announced that the get out of class was dismissed, and she rushed out of the classroom with her schoolbag in her arms.

The classmates in the class were startled by her behavior. Wang Haocheng folded his arms and winked at Qian Baoxin: "The fat lady must be afraid that you will hit her and run faster than a rabbit."

Qian Baoxin raised his head proudly and kicked the chair in front of him with a complacent look, completely forgetting the embarrassment of being pinned to the ground and strangling his neck at noon.

"Students should help each other. I hope that Qian and Shi Xiaorou can get along well in the future."

Shi Linlang turned around and said this, and the female classmate who was close to her sighed: "Linlang, you are so nice, a beautiful little fairy, no wonder everyone likes you."

"Shu Han, don't say that, you're cute too. Your little dimples are so pretty, I've always been envious."

"Hee hee, let's go shopping together with Fanfan."

"Okay, come to my house and do homework together after shopping."

A few girls, you said a word to me, and happily left school.

Shu Ange ran quickly for a while, rushed to the computer room, opened a computer with the student card, opened the word document, and focused on writing the manuscript.

There are not many people in the computer room. The computer room of the school cannot play games, and can only use it to watch learning videos or write homework.

These days, everyone has a computer, and who is patient with the old antiques in the computer room.

Shu Ange wrote that the computer room was closed at 8:30 in the evening, and then he returned home with his schoolbag on his back.

The supermarket where Shi Xiaorou's mother works is on a shift system. She now works from 11:50 noon to 9:30 pm.

It's not too late for Shu Ange to go back now.

As for the homework, in the afternoon class, she had almost written it. The teacher didn't care about the poor students sitting in the back row, and she was happy too.

When Shu Ange left the school, the students were almost gone, and the person who bullied her before was long gone.

In order to exercise, Shu Ange chose to run home instead of taking the bus.

She wants to train her body to be stronger as soon as possible, and lose weight by the way.

The cold wind was blowing, and the refreshing aroma of osmanthus rushed towards him, Shu Ange ran out of breath, and the hot sweat cooled in the wind.

After returning home, Shu Ange boiled the porridge first, and then went to take a shower.

After the shower, she took two potatoes, one tomato and two eggs from the refrigerator, and fried two dishes.

At about ten o'clock, the door opened, and Shu Ange brought the hot porridge to the small dining table, and then filled the dishes.

"Mom, you're back, let's eat."

Song Hongxia had been tired all day, and as soon as she opened the door, she smelled the tempting aroma of rice.

In the past, when she came back at this time, her daughter was doing homework in the house, and she had to drag her tired body to cook with a cold pot and a cold stove.

Occasionally, my daughter doesn't have so much homework. When she cooks a meal, either the porridge is boiled dry, or the vegetables are fried.

Song Hongxia put down the door, hammered her shoulder, and glanced at the dining table in surprise.

"Today, the sun is out in the west, and the eldest lady will still cook? Have you done your homework? Don't be lazy again and throw your homework aside."

Her voice was sharp and mean, obviously compliments and caring words, which made people sound like sarcastic people.

What the original owner was most afraid of was Song Hongxia opening her mouth. Every time she would scold her into the dirt.

"I've finished my homework, Mom, you've been tired all day, wash your hands and eat."

"Really finished? When you didn't write until eleven or twelve in the middle of the night before, wouldn't you be fooling Mom. Take out your homework first, I'll check it, and then eat."

When Shu Ange came back, he stuffed a few homework books into his bag, which he could just take out to deal with the original owner's mother.