Chapter 21: Loser
This is a slightly remote place outside the teaching building. This place is covered with lawns and has a clean environment. Coupled with the golden rays of sunlight dancing on the grass tips, it gives people a feeling of vitality. It's just that there is a solemn atmosphere in the sky above such a beautiful environment.
The laughter and laughter in the teaching building did not spread to the outside, and the two people standing still faced each other quietly. In such an atmosphere, Ren Yue was the first to speak. I saw that the storm in Ren Yue's eyes gradually disappeared, he looked at Bai Jing lightly, and then said slowly: "You are quite self-aware, you know that you can't win against Lin He, so you just give up - abandon the test and become a deserter, This is worthy of praise."
Bai Jing glanced at Ren Yue, and then said, "I deceive myself."
Ren Yue smiled meaningfully, and then asked, "Speaking of you?"
"Speaking of you."
Bai Jing was not afraid, he He looked at Ren Yue lightly. His eyes were slightly cold, as if nothing was put in his eyes, looking at everything in the world indifferently. It's just that such an indifferent gesture doesn't match his words, and such an arrogant person doesn't look like someone who will deliberately sneer and despise him.
But in fact, Bai Jing did just that, saying so.
Ren Yue felt as if he was angry, but he didn't seem to be angry, and his excessive emotions began to gradually become cold. At this time, Lin He's figure of studying hard during this period of time appeared in front of him, and then he thought about the bet he had made with Mr. Bai... All the things suddenly appeared in Ren Yue's mind. Made him quieter.
Ren Yue just stood like this, and when he didn't speak, he naturally had an air of arrogance that made people feel unattainable. This is rather strange. Because Ren Yue was born in an ordinary family, he has a pair of parents who have more problems than ordinary people. He may have seen a little more people than ordinary people of the same age since he grew up, but it will not be enough to cultivate him because of this. This natural high cold.
Ren Yue's coldness always makes others feel like they are being pierced by ice needles.
It's just that being cold is not Ren Yue's normal state. He rarely remains indifferent like this without saying a word. Such extreme cold is often fleeting. As always, the frost in Ren Yue's eyes gradually disappeared, hiding in an unknown depth. At this time, there was a cold fire. It was fire, but it was very evil.
Ren Yue didn't know when he had just bought the signature pen in his hand. This signature pen was bought at random in the canteen, and when he went there, this signature pen was the only one left. The tip is of fibrous structure, and the tip is very thin. When sliding on the paper, it is like a sharp object scraping on the paper. Originally, Ren Yue didn't intend to start with such a pen that couldn't fit in, but at the end of the checkout, he still took it into his pocket.
And such a pen is now held by Ren Yue.
Ren Yue noticed that his right hand had grasped the signature pen at some point. He soberly noticed that the pen was in his palm, and even he was puzzled. Why did he take this pen out at this time? What's the use of this? What is he going to do? Obviously, he was so doubtful in his heart, but Ren Yue's actions did not become dull because of this. While he was thinking, he had already leaned forward and stretched out his hand to take down Bai Jing.
However, Bai Jing was already prepared.
During the first fight, Bai Jing realized that Ren Yue might be an action-oriented person, so when he happened to meet him this time, he always guarded against him. It is precisely because of this vigilance that when Ren Yue made his move as he thought, he easily avoided it.
Ren Yue didn't lose his head because of a failed attack, he made the next attack in an instant. Bai Jing sneered at this, he noticed the roughness of Ren Yue's technique. For Bai Jing, it only took a few seconds to break free from such a bondage, and with his skill, he could easily counterattack.
Thinking like this, Bai Jing turned the defense to the main attack, and kicked Ren Yue directly on the calf to let him lie down. However, he underestimated Ren Yue's balance. Under his attack, Ren Yue did not waver, but stood firmly on the ground with both feet, and took advantage of a gap to grab one of his hands. Bai Jing's eyes changed, and he pulled back his hands.
The two confronted each other.
Just before half a second of effort, Ren Yue attacked again. His eyes were half-squinted, and he seemed to be lazy, but he didn't slack off in his work. At the same time, he began to use the signature pen held in the palm of his hand. The slender black pen is like the most dexterous weapon in the world in Ren Yue's hand. It either lengthens Ren Yue's attack range, breaks through Bai Jing's calculation point and points it straight to his throat, or The pen used the rope to restrain Bai Jing's neck.
Bai Jing's skills are very good, but he seems to be a person who is good at calculating. The extra pen in Ren Yue's hand obstructs Bai Jing's prediction of Ren Yue's physical data, and Bai Jing's advantage disintegrates at this moment. It's just that he quickly recalculated and managed to escape after a few attacks. But the previous mistake wasted a lot of his energy, so in the next instant, Ren Yue gained the momentum, he grabbed Bai Jing's neck and pushed him against the wall. The next second, he bit off the cap of the signature pen with his mouth, and the extremely thin tip of the pen was stuck behind Bai Jing's ear, and two words were drawn in the black ink.
The place behind the ear and close to the spine is Bai Jing's sensitive point. When his neck was pinched, he was already furious and wanted to run away. And when the slender nib danced behind his ear and the sharp nib slid on the fragile skin behind his ear, a strange feeling he had never experienced spread from behind the ear to the whole body, as if there was a flow of heat He covered his icy body, but the suffocation that his breath was locked also followed, and the heat was wrapped in killing intent, as if it split him in half.
He began to tremble.
The violent struggle at the beginning collapsed when the back of the neck was pinched. He never knew that his body could be sensitive like this, and he never thought that he would be controlled by a man in such a posture. The corners of Bai Jing's eyes began to turn red, but this kind of blood red that was clearly smothered by someone's throat was somehow tinged with charm. There was a bit of redness on his white jade face, and even the thin lips that had always been slightly pale seemed to be rubbed with red.
However, Ren Yue didn't notice this kind of beauty, or he didn't care if he noticed it. He looked at Bai Jing coldly, then he let go of his hand and dropped the white scene that he had tagged, and then he spit out the cap in his mouth, and throw away the smeared stylus. Ren Yue stared at Bai Jing coldly, and finally he coldly dropped a sentence.
"It really suits you."
Then, Ren Yue walked away without mercy.
The sun suddenly became bigger, and the golden light came in from the corner and sprinkled on Bai Jing's body, reflecting the two characters of carbon water that seemed to be branded behind his ears.
[The loser]
It's just that the darkness of the carbon ink itself is more dazzling than the gold refracted by the sun. Especially when such a dark color falls on the fair skin, it makes people have a shocking black light. The slender words were firmly entrenched behind Bai Jing's ears, as if they had completely melted into his body.
Bai Jing held the lawn with both hands, he closed his eyes, and when he opened it again, there was only clarity in his eyes. He stretched out his hand to wipe off the ink behind his ear, but at the moment when he was about to touch it, he suddenly retracted his hand as if he was scalded. The pupils in Bai Jing's eyes narrowed, and he saw that his hands were shaking.
At this time, Bai Jing noticed the black signature pen on the lawn.
The signature pen with the black barrel was taken off the cap and left on the lawn at will. The barrel has been stained with a little soil and is a little dirty. Bai Jing himself is a bit of a clean freak, but at this time, he stepped forward to pick up the dirty signature pen, and found the lost pen cap, and then he tugged at the dirty one. Xi's pen, turned around and walked into the teaching building.
And then——
walked into the examination room.
...
In the corridor of the examination room, students have started to go back to the examination one after another. The sound of textbooks being put away came one after another, and under the rendering of such sounds, the teaching building became inexplicably quiet.
Xu Guangyang and the others spent a lap on the playground, and are now preparing to go back to the exam room. On the way, he met a guy who was familiar with him. He blinked and then passed each other, and then he chatted loudly with his friends as if he had suddenly thought of something: "I heard that the white school has given up the exam. Well, he seems to have handed in a blank in the language test just now!"
"Yes! This story has already spread." The friend next to him heard Xu Guangyang mention this, so he was very interested and said, "I have friends and Bai Xiaocao had an exam room, and he said that when he handed in the papers, he could see it clearly, that was a blank paper."
"I think Bai Xiaocao must have given up the exam." Another friend also agreed.
Lin He, who was passing by, stopped abruptly.
Xu Guangyang was still walking forward, he was surrounded by people and walked forward in a lively way, and he didn't look back at all. But in fact, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the footsteps of the person behind him, and those feet were standing there, motionless. Xu Guangyang raised his brows and strode away with his friends.
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