School grass is reborn to save me

Chapter 2 I am your father, ever-changing

Cen Qinghui suddenly realized that there might be cash in Grandma Chang's canvas bag!Both of them are relatively conservative, and they are not used to the online payment function, and they are always used to cash when they need money.

And the thief was probably after her.

Cen Qingxuan seemed to be casually supporting Grandma Chang, just blocking her canvas bag with her arm: "Grandma Chang, are you going to the hospital to see Grandpa?"

"Well, yes. Is Qingqing going to school?"

"Qingqing" is Cen Qinghui's nickname. When I was a child, I thought it was nothing. When I grew up, I thought it sounded like "Qiqin". Grandma still keeps this habit.

"Yes, Grandma Chang, be careful."

Someone gave up her seat to Grandma Chang, and she sat down with her canvas bag in her arms. Cen Qinghui could finally feel relieved.

Little by little, he moved to the position of getting out of the car and stopped by the door.

The thief also squeezed over. It seemed that he had no chance to start, so he got out of the car.

Cen Qinghui deliberately moved to the side to distance herself from the thief.

The bus stopped at the intersection.

Inertia makes all standing passengers tilt in one direction.

And that thief took advantage of this opportunity to stab Cen Qinghui with a blade!

I am grass!

The space was too crowded, and Cen Qingyi tried his best to dodge backwards, but his back seemed to hit someone, his shoulders were grabbed by the opponent, his back was pressed against the opponent's chest, and the temperature belonging to the opponent was separated by the fabric of the school uniform. passed it on.

Cen Qinghui actually had the illusion of being protected by the other party.

A hand stretched out from Cen Qinghui's side.

The forearm is slender and powerful, and the fingers are long, holding the thief's blade without any scruples!

"Ah!" Cen Qinghui exclaimed in shock.

His palm must have been pierced by the blade!It was obvious that she wasn't the one who was stabbed, Cen Qing's palms and brains ached with pain.

Unexpectedly, that hand twisted the thief's wrist instead, and with a "click", the blade fell cleanly.

The reminder of the arrival of the bus sounded, and the heart-piercing shouts of the thief echoed.

The car door opened, and the savior behind Cen Qinghui walked out, and landed on the platform with long legs, as if nothing had happened.

Like Cen Qinghui, he was wearing the school uniform of the high school affiliated to T University. He was tall and slender. The sun fell on his head, like kissing a straight poplar.

Someone got out of the car and bumped into Cen Qing, which woke him up abruptly.

He jumped down the moment the car door closed, and ran after that classmate.

He hasn't thanked him yet, and hasn't checked to see if he's hurt.

But after Cen Qingyun rushed into the school gate, he never saw that person again.

"Who is that guy?"

Forget it, since everyone is from the attached high school, we will see each other sooner or later.

Compared to finding his savior, Cen Qingyi has more important things to do, he has to pack up and enter the classroom.

Who knows how Zhong Chun and his gang passed on the reason why he fell from the second floor in class.

He walked to the window sill, and sure enough, he heard Zhong Chun mention his name deliberately in a moderate voice.

"Why hasn't Cen Qinghui come here yet! I even moved the table away to make it easier for him to get in and out! That fat man didn't eat and sleep at home all summer in the name of recuperating from his injuries. Can't hold him?"

Zhong Chun's deskmate laughed softly, "Don't be so vicious."

"I'm predicting the development trend of his body shape. How can it be said to be vicious?" Zhong Chun looked at He Bin, the representative of the physics class, "He Bin, what do you think?"

He Bin looked at the book and said coldly, "I don't know."

Zhong Chun got excited immediately, "How come you don't know? When he fell that time, we tried our best to catch him, and we almost failed to bring him down!"

He Bin replied: "I didn't want to drag him."

Hearing this, Cen Qinghui was a little angry.What do you mean you didn't want to drag me? Could it be that, as a classmate, you just watched me fall with cold eyes?

You must know that in the face of life and death, the college entrance examination is not a big deal!

Zhong Chun laughed again, with obvious ridicule and sarcasm in his laughter, "That's right. Whoever receives the pink card should not panic, where did he get the strength to hold him back!"

The students in the class basically knew that Cen Qinghui and Zhong Chun didn't get along, so everyone was used to Zhong Chun's remarks about Cen Qinghui's body shape.

But the "pink card" is different. Is this alluding to Cen Qinghui sending a love letter to He Bin?

Because it is outrageous, it is not very lethal, but it is a bit insulting.

Who didn't know that Cen Qinghui often wandered around He Bin last semester in order to "reference" his science homework.

At this moment, Zhong Chun brought up such key information as the "pink card", and the students in the class couldn't help but start to spread the plot.

The two people sitting in front of Xia Zhi quickly leaned their heads together, making up a story in a low voice.

"Could it be that Cen Qinghui often asked He Bin for his homework just as an excuse to get close to him? Last semester he couldn't resist handing over a card to He Bin, but He Bin refused, and the two of them pushed and shoved..."

"Did Cen Qinghui fall into the mud?"

Combined with the plot of last semester, the arrangement is quite similar.

Xia Zhi, who had been lying on the table to catch up on sleep, frowned, kicked the two people in front of him forcefully, and said coldly: "College entrance examination composition is not a cross talk. Is it over?"

The classroom suddenly fell silent.

Cen Qinghui received a WeChat message, which was a short voice from Xia Zhi: [It's grinding needles outside the pestle!Get in. 】

The lip line slowly curved, and Cen Qinghui stuffed her hands into the pockets of her trousers, and the waistband of her trousers almost fell off again.

He could only abandon this seemingly casual but easy-going posture, and walked into the classroom with his head held high.

When he passed by the first row, everyone was still making up the last time to make up their summer homework.When passing by the second row, Li Chenxia just raised her head and adjusted her glasses.

"That... classmate, you are in our class... Oh my god, are you Cen Qinghui?"

Cen Qinghui continued to walk in without changing her face.

Li Chenxia's exclamation attracted the attention of the entire classroom, except for Xia Zhi who was still trying to catch up on sleep, everyone else looked over.

Even Yang Jinyun and Li Hengyu, who sat in the middle of the classroom and only cared about their studies and rankings, raised their heads.

"Is that... Cen Qinghui?" Li Hengyu raised his glasses.

Yang Jinyun originally wanted to look away, but he still couldn't hold back.The little fat man in the last semester walked like a penguin, but now he walked through the aisle, his school uniform jacket was very loose, and he looked light and lively.

"Who are you! Are you still the white and fat one we raised who used to be beautiful? Why did you shrink so badly!"

Cen Qinghui's good brother Chen Shuo looked surprised and hugged him.

"Ahh! My arms can hold you!"

Cen Qinghui pushed Chen Shuo away angrily: "I am your father, ever-changing."

Then, Cen Qinghui came to Zhong Chun's desk, and easily walked past the place he left.

Zhong Chun was surprised, he never imagined that this person in front of him would be the little fat man who was leaning against the wall a month and a half ago and told him not to let go?

"You don't need to move the table for me in the future. Brother, with his body shape, he can go anywhere without hindrance." Cen Qingmei smiled, then lowered her head to observe Zhong Chun carefully, "On the contrary, it's Young Master Zhong, you are much rounder. If it continues like this, I guess I have to move the table for you."

"Fatty! You..."

Cen Qinghui smiled and pressed down the other party's finger pointing at her, "A fat man is a fat man, why did you add the word "death". Your father is a doctor anyway, didn't he tell you not to curse people 'death' casually?"

Before Zhong Chun could refute, Cen Qinghui continued to walk in, just passing He Bin's table.

He supported the corner of He Bin's desk with one hand, and smiled, "Physics class representative, tell Zhong Chun——Did I pick up that pink card, or did I write it?"

He Bin was startled for a moment, then immediately lowered his head: "You should have picked it up."

"Excuse me, have I confessed my love to you?" Cen Qingxuan asked again.

"No." He Bin's mind was buzzing, starting when Cen Qinghui approached him.

The boy was very different from last semester. The school uniform on his body exuded the fragrance of being tanned by the sun, and the fingertips clasped on the corner of the table were neatly trimmed.

Only then did He Bin realize that even when Cen Qinghui was a chubby boy, he was always clean, and every time he approached him, he could smell the fragrance of magnolia laundry detergent on his neckline.

"May I ask again, when I fell from the second floor at the end of last semester, were you watching?" Cen Qinghui's voice suddenly dropped, and the expression on his smiling face, which had been squinting just now, suddenly disappeared.

"Of course not!" He Bin retorted without thinking, "I wanted to catch you but it was too sudden! When I realized that I wanted to catch you...you were too heavy at that time."

Cen Qinghui smiled lightly: "I'll just say it. If you really watched me fall with cold eyes, you would be cold-blooded and heartless. You are not such a bad person, so don't let others misunderstand you."

He Bin froze there, his heart beating fast inexplicably, as if he was guilty, or because of some other indescribable reasons.

Cen Qinghui's neckline was a bit too big, and from He Bin's angle, he could just see his collarbone, with a triangular dimple.

Cen Qingxuan tapped the table with her finger, "Since the physics class representative is still very popular with classmates, let me take a look at my summer homework."

The so-called "look" means "copy".

Everyone knows that He Bin treasures the results of his mental work, and he has been enlightened strictly before, and now he probably won't copy it for Cen Qing.

But unexpectedly, He Bin quickly took out the simulation volume from the drawer, threw it at Cen Qingyi, and lowered his head to read again.

"So refreshing? I won't hit you."

Cen Qinghui walked to her seat.

Everyone was dumbfounded. Didn't expect Cen Qinghui to borrow the simulation paper from He Bin?Is this considered sincerity as a golden stone?

Zhong Chun, who was still cynical just now, stretched out his hand and pushed He Bin, "What are you doing? I won't give it to you, so you copy it for him!"

He Bin looked like nothing happened, "He has the ability to copy all those questions."

He Bin let out a calm breath when he heard the sound of Cen Qinghui pulling out the seat and sitting down.

He didn't know how Cen Qingyu recovered from his injuries throughout the summer vacation, he only knew that the little fat man had changed a lot last semester.

Were Cen Qinghui's eyes so big before?Is the bridge of the nose so straight?And his jawline, isn't it round?