After that fight, Hu Ben specially asked Xiao Liu to check the group of bodyguards.

He belongs to a local security company and is currently employed by the Li family, so he naturally has a general understanding of the Li family.

Combined with the words that came out of the bodyguard's mouth that day, he seemed to understand Jiang Fuyue's intention for him to block people.

But what about after?

What will she do?

This thought only flashed in Hu Ben's mind for a moment and then disappeared.

He thought, he must be stunned!

Jiang Fuyue, even if a high school student is a little smart, how can he handle a behemoth like the Li family?

People can shock you to death by stomping your feet, but in the end, you can only swallow your breath.

But just three minutes ago, when Hu Ben read the contents of the newspaper and confirmed it again and again, he was shocked and his face hurt.

"Behind the Zhan Yating Suicide Case: The Evil Consequences of a School Bullying, the Arrest of Two Murder Suspects" - the headline is printed very large, so it is particularly eye-catching.

The text describes the entire incident in detail in a longer length, from the exposure of the bullying video to the public opinion frenzy, and finally to the final sentence of the Li family and their husbands, the once unshakable tree was uprooted like this.

Hu Ben's scalp is numb, he has a very strong intuition, this matter has nothing to do with Jiang Fuyue!

There is no reason and no basis, just out of the most instinctive sensitivity to danger and unknown!

"Hey! Brother, how do you say you can leave? Why don't you ask for money?"

He turned back and sneered: "Don't be afraid of death, you can go anyway."

"No... this, it's just money, how come you can't die?"

Hu Ben rushed home in one breath, without saying a word, he poured two big glasses of cold water first.

Damn it, it's inevitable that you will be nagging again, don't drink raw water, don't drink raw water, said countless times, neither of you two brothers listened...

Usually Hu Ben must have a few words, but now he is silent, with his hands on the table, gasping for breath.

Fear, fear, panic... all kinds of emotions rushed to him like a tide.

I don't know how long it took before I managed to calm down, turned around and went out to the living room, sitting on the sofa and lighting a cigarette.

Suddenly, the bedroom door was opened from the inside, and a sleepy little chubby came out. When he saw the big brother he admired the most, his eyes lit up, "Brother! You didn't go out?"

"Yeah." Hu Ben put out the cigarette and stood up, "wash your face quickly and take you to school after breakfast."

"Good! Big brother, can you help me teach that guy Jiang Chenxing a lesson? He was so annoying, he knew that he would file a complaint and cause me to be punished by the teacher..."

Hu Ben responded casually, nothing more than warning and intimidation, which were all routine operations.

However, the name...

Hu Ben felt familiar: "Who do you teach a lesson?"

"Jiang Chenxing! Last time, it was her sister who led someone to beat me," the little fat man came up to grab his trouser legs, his eyes were bright, "Brother, have you already cleaned her up?"

"..." Hu Ben wanted to faint on the spot.

In the end, Little Fatty went out crying, and he had a big question - why did my brother suddenly go crazy? He also warned him not to bully Jiang Chenxing in the future, or beat him? Boo!

Is life finally about to start with his small house?

...

"Zheng Yonglin! Why do you keep looking at Jiang Chenxing?" The girl at the same table blinked curiously.

The little fat man withdrew his gaze, pursed the corners of his mouth and said nothing.

"Oh! I see, do you want to beat him again? No, the teacher said that you can't fight, or you will ask the parents, and the parents will be scolded, maybe beaten..."

Ignoring the beeping and babbling at the same table, Little Fatty stared at his fleshy little fist and fell into deep thought—

To beat, or not to beat?

Jiang Fuyue and Jiang Fuyue knew nothing about the entanglement of the Hu Ben brothers.

Seeing that the training camp for the competition has passed half of Thailand, the pressure on everyone is increasing.

After Hou Siyuan vomited, another student passed out in the hall.

The school doctor pointed at Meng Zhijian: "Every day, if you don't make trouble with these children, you will feel uncomfortable as teachers, right?"

"Cough...special circumstances, shouldn't it be that serious?"

"Are you a doctor, or am I a doctor?"

Meng Zhijian snorted: "You are you..."

"Lao Meng," the school doctor's tone suddenly dropped, and he said cautiously, "I can't go on like this anymore."

Back in the office, he learned the words to Yu Wenzhou, who sighed deeply: "It's really not a good idea to help the seedlings grow, you have to find another way out."

"It's easy to say, do you think?"

"There are still seven days left, but the overall progress is a quarter slower than expected. If you want to catch up, you can only hurry up..."

"No way!" Meng Zhijian interrupted, "It's enough now, so hurry up? Do you really want the whole class to enter the infirmary?"

"What's the hurry, I haven't finished my words yet... It will definitely not work if you hurry up. You can't chew too much. Even if the progress catches up, the final effect will not be very good."

The two discussed it, but still didn't come up with a formula.

"Forget it, I'll go to class first."

Meng Zhijian stepped into the classroom on the bell, stopped when he passed Hou Siyuan, wanted to ask him how he was adapting recently, but saw that the boy was holding a notebook and copying wildly.

"cough!"

"...Mr. Meng?" Classmate Hou raised his eyes.

"Still vomiting? Can't keep up with the progress?"

"I can keep up, and I don't vomit."

"Well, that's fine. What did you copy?"

Hou Siyuan: "Important test sites and required test questions prediction."

"Huh?" Has he and Lao Yu summed up this kind of thing?

Meng Zhijian wanted to come over and take a look, then his eyes became deeper and deeper: "Who did this?"

"Liu Bowen." Hou Siyuan pointed to his left.

Meng Zhijian's inquiring eyes followed closely.

Liu Bowen: "I am only responsible for sorting out the key points and ticking questions that Sister Yue has drawn in the notebook."

At this time, Jiang Fuyue came in from outside, ready to return to her seat.

Meng Zhijian suddenly had a bold and crazy idea...

five minutes later.

"What? Jiang Fuyue is a substitute teacher? Can she do it?" When Meng Zhijian finished speaking, such a question popped into everyone's mind.

It's not that she has any opinion on Jiang Fuyue. Of course she is very strong. She is the first to submit the papers in every test, and she is all right, but "doing" and "teaching" are two different things.

Meng Zhijian probably guessed their concerns, so he didn't say much, just said: "...there is a teaching and research meeting in the city, and you, Teacher Yu, are also going, so I will make this arrangement for the time being today, otherwise you will not be able to learn anything by yourself. ."

The competition is very difficult. Unless you are a genius, self-study is all nonsense.

"Okay, it was decided so happily, Jiang Fuyue came up." The final word was settled.

After Meng Zhijian left, Jiang Fuyue stood on the podium and stared at her classmates.

The atmosphere was inexplicably awkward.

Even Ling Xuan, who had been immersed in the questions, couldn't help but lift his eyelids to look at her.

Jiang Fuyue sighed, even if the current training method has a lot of problems, why not...

Change it?

I saw the girl raised her hand slightly and opened the notebook slowly...

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