msmithbooks Chapter 19
Chapter 19
He is his patron saint.
At this moment, the scene was in chaos. Squad A thought that his leg was broken, and was hugging his leg and crying bitterly.
After servant B took off the hood on his head, he found that it was a trash can, and there were some rotten and muddy fruit peels mixed with other garbage stuck to the bottom of the bucket, emitting an indescribable stench, and suddenly felt nauseated in his stomach .
He wiped it on his head, and sure enough, he wiped a cloud of black, unknown garbage. After a closer look, there were bugs crawling inside, and he couldn't hold it back for a moment, so he spat it out.
And Song Qingshi still squatted on the ground with his schoolbag in his arms, staring blankly at Lu Yanchen.
Chenchen came to save him...
I don't know why, tears flowed out of my control suddenly, obviously before, no matter whether he was called a "wild species" or beaten, he could hold back from crying, but when he saw Chenchen, he couldn't help it. Living.
At this moment, Lu Yanchen was full of evil spirits, his dark eyes were as cold as ice, as if there was a knife hidden in it, and he wished he could get out and stab Xiaopang to death.
The child he had spoiled for so long was unwilling to let him suffer even the slightest grievance, but he never expected to be beaten like this by these scumbags.
God knows how he felt when he saw Song Qingshi being surrounded and beaten by these three scumbags. He just felt that his lungs were about to explode, and he wished he could throw all these three scumbags down the second floor, but it's a pity that this is a society ruled by law.
At that time, his child was squatting helplessly on the ground with his schoolbag in his arms. He lowered his head, exposing his slender neck that seemed to be broken at any moment. He was ruthlessly tortured by the three of them.
If it was slower, he couldn't imagine what Song Qingshi would become in the end...
Thinking of this, his heart throbbed uncontrollably.
Lu Yanchen's eyes flicked across Xiaopang's body. If these three people don't know what education is, he can discipline them instead of their parents, lest they grow up to be a disaster to the world.
The few slaps they received in the Song and Qing Dynasties, they had to be slapped a few times, not one less.
Seeing that Fatty still didn't answer, Lu Yanchen grabbed his neck and slammed it against the wall again, and said impatiently, "Say, how many times did you hit my brother?"
Fatty's head was buzzing, and he looked at Lu Yanchen with dizzy eyes. This kid was obviously not as tall as him, and not very strong, but the strength in his hands was surprisingly strong, and he couldn't move.
He looked at Lu Yanchen with the eyes of a bully, and said with trembling lips, "Three... three times."
Lu Yanchen tilted his head slightly, and glanced towards Song Qingshi. When he saw a few clear fingerprints on his face, his heart twitched, and he said coldly, "Three times? More than that."
With a "slap", a loud slap landed on Xiaopang's face, and then another "slap", the fat on Xiaopang's face was shaken by the slap.
"If you can't speak clearly, I will keep fighting until you speak clearly."
Lu Yanchen slapped Xiaopang's face one after another. Lu Yanchen's beating was very skillful, not only loud, but also painful. With each slap, his face felt like it was burning, and it was burning hot.
Xiaopang's face swelled up quickly. His face was already fleshy, but now it swelled up like a pig's head.
The other three were dumbfounded.
Xiaopang was stunned by his beating, and then burst into tears, crying, "I don't know..." After being hit a few more times, he said a random number: "Ten...fifteen? "
While slapping him, Lu Yanchen tilted his head to look at Song Qingshi, and said, "He said fifteen times, brother, is that accurate?"
Song Qingshi didn't know how many times they hit, he didn't count, but it was the first time he saw Lu Yanchen beating someone, and he was shocked by the scene, so he nodded indiscriminately.
Lu Yanchen said: "Since my brother also nodded, let's count it as fifteen times."
He looked at Xiaopang, with a slight smile on his face: "From now on, every time I hit you, you will count one, from one to fifteen, and if you make a mistake, do it all over again." ,have you understood?"
Xiaopang looked at him dully, as if looking at a devil.
"If you don't count, the slap just now will be useless." Lu Yanchen kindly reminded.
Only then did Xiaopang count "one" in a trembling voice.
"Snapped."
"two……"
"Snapped."
"three……"
"Snapped."
……
"fifteen……"
It wasn't until fifteen slaps were completed that Lu Yanchen patted his face that was so swollen that he couldn't see the original shape, and praised: "You're quite smart, you didn't count wrong."
Xiaopang was so frightened that his legs were so weak that he slid down the wall.
Afterwards, Lu Yanchen walked towards Second Attendant, smiled and said, "It's your turn."
Crisp applause and trembling counting were intertwined and resounded throughout the corridor.
At this time, after the initial pain, the servant A realized that his leg was not broken. He looked at Lu Yanchen resentfully. How could such a brat dare to treat them like this? Count, where will his face be put in the future?
So he took advantage of Lu Yanchen's slap in the face to follower Yi, stood up abruptly and rushed behind him, his arms strangled his neck tightly, and he didn't believe that he couldn't be defeated.
Lu Yanchen paused, his eyes slanted to the lower right, and just about to fight back, the servant A suddenly let out a scream, and then let go of his hand to protect his head.
It turned out that in the Song and Qing dynasties, when he saw the servant A attacking Lu Yanchen, he did not know where he got the courage to lift his schoolbag and slammed it on the head of the servant A.
He seemed to be terrified, and wept loudly while smashing it, and said: "Don't hit Chen Chen."
He cried so loudly that the whole campus could hear him. Those who didn't know thought it was Lu Yanchen who was being bullied.
Even Lu Yanchen was taken aback by this scene.
The book in Song Qingshi's hands was packed with several books, exercise books, homework books, pencil cases, etc., which weighed at least a few kilograms, so dropping it like this would be like dropping it with a small hammer.
The follower was smashed by him and ran around with his head in his arms. Song Qingshi's mind was in a mess, thinking that he was going to attack Lu Yanchen again, so he chased and smashed him while crying.
In the end, Slave A was thrown to the ground by him, and couldn't help but knelt down and begged for mercy: "Don't smash it, I was wrong, don't smash it..."
Song Qingshi didn't listen to his words at all, and still beat him while crying.
In the end, it was Lu Yanchen who was afraid that he would really smash someone into something, and he would end up in trouble in the end.
So he reached out to hold his wrist, took the schoolbag in his hand, and said: "Okay, brother, they have already been punished, let them go today."
When the three of them heard this, they immediately got up from the ground tremblingly, and ran away like hell...
Song Qingshi looked at him tearfully, and then stopped like a doll whose switch was pressed, he cried out of breath, his body twitched from time to time, his little red and swollen face was full of tears, he Sobbing: "I hit someone..."
Lu Yanchen raised his hand, gently stroked the red marks on his face with his fingers, and said a little sourly: "Brother acted very bravely today, and if he is bullied in the future, he will beat him back like today, do you understand?"
Song Qingshi sobbed like a hiccup: "I can't beat them alone."
Lu Yanchen said: "I will help you."
Song Qingshi nodded with tears in his eyes.
Lu Yanchen touched the red marks on his face and said, "Does it hurt?"
Song Qingshi flattened his mouth, his body trembled, and said in a low voice, "It hurts."
Then, as if some switch was turned on, all the thoughts in my heart that I had never told anyone before poured out all at once.
"They beat me so badly..."
"They also said I was a wild species..."
"They also said my mother was, was..."
"They are good and bad..."
"I hate them so much..."
Lu Yanchen looked at him with extremely gentle eyes, he gently rubbed his head, and said softly: "Well, I know, let's go back together."
Song Qingshi looked at him and gave a soft "hmm".
……
The next day, the school leaders really called the parents of both parties, and said to Lu Chenglin and his wife: "Yesterday, some parents reported that your child beat their child, and I ask you to ask for an explanation..."
It happened that the parents of the three Xiaopang were also in the office, and they looked very angry, their faces were flushed with anger, and their faces were full of anger.
Xiaopang's mother pointed at her son's face, and said loudly to Liu Mei: "Look at how your son beat my son! My son was spoiled and spoiled since he was a child, and his father has never been willing to beat him. I didn't expect my face to be swollen like that yesterday, and I don't know how many times I was beaten, you don't know how much I feel sorry for me..." Speaking of this, the chubby mother's voice trembled, and there were some tears in her eyes. I really feel sorry for her son.
Who knows, Liu Mei suddenly laughed mockingly: "That's what he should hit."
Yesterday, she and Lu Chenglin had heard the whole story from Lu Yanchen, although she usually didn't want to see Song Qingshi.
But that can only be because she doesn't want to see her. After all, Song Qingshi belongs to their family in name, and bullying him is tantamount to bullying their family, so she can't sit idly by.
Liu Mei said in a sarcastic tone: "Since you are not willing to beat your son, why don't my son discipline you for you? Isn't it good to teach him to be a man for free?"
"You...what did you say..." Xiaopang's parents never expected that Liu Mei and the others not only did not have the slightest sense of guilt, but also made sarcasm, and their fingers trembling when pointing at them in anger.
"Teacher, look at them, look at them..." Xiaopang's mother asked the school leaders for help, trying to draw the school leaders into their camp.
Liu Mei snorted coldly, and suddenly pushed Song Qingshi in front of her, pressed his shoulders, pointed at his face and said, "I haven't settled with you yet, who did it first yesterday, your son beat my son Is it reasonable to do this?! It’s thicker than a pig’s skin for the villain to sue first!”
Although Song Qingshi's face had been applied yesterday and medicine was applied, his skin was too tender, and the redness and swelling not only did not disappear, but it looked a little more miserable than yesterday.
Song Qingshi raised his head and looked at Liu Mei in surprise. This was the first time Liu Mei said that he was her son in front of outsiders.
Xiaopang's mother glanced at Song Qingshi and muttered, "It doesn't look too serious, not as badly swollen as my son."
Liu Mei squinted at her, and said without giving an inch, "Can your son compare with my son? Your son is swollen from the beginning, and my son has delicate skin and tender flesh. It's fine to be a child actor. If you lose your appearance, you will pay for it." up?"
"And can you be reasonable, who did it first yesterday? If it weren't for your son to beat someone first, my son could beat your son? Who doesn't know that my two sons are both good in character and learning, and they will go back to the exam. They are all ranked among the best, I don’t know how many awards I have won, and I have never caused trouble. Look at when my son beat others, why did he beat your son..."
Liu Mei's mouth was very sharp. At first, the school leaders saw that Xiaopang and the others were beaten so badly, so they were more or less inclined to them, but now they were gradually persuaded by Liu Mei, and they were more or less inclined to their side.
He adjusted his glasses, and said in a deep voice, "What Lu Yanchen's parents said is not unreasonable."
The chubby mother looked at the school leader, her eyes widened: "Teacher, this matter can't be left alone."
……
The parents of both parties had been arguing for a long time, and finally the school leaders came forward and asked everyone to take a step back, and both parties paid for each other's medical expenses and the matter was over.
On the way back, Song Qingshi looked at the profile of Lu Yanchen who was walking in front of him holding his hand, and suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart.
No matter when, no matter what he encounters, Chen Chen will come to rescue him...
He is his patron saint.
The author says:
I think the two of them will grow up in the next chapter, but it’s not very big, probably junior high school students, the age of first love, but I haven’t figured out how to write it yet...
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