The male partner is wearing it quickly, paranoid villain, why are you locking me up?

As the end of the last semester approaches, exams become more frequent, with one exam taking three days and one exam taking five days. The students are very angry and miserable.

After the results of a large-scale examination came out, the top class suffered an unprecedented blow, and the overall performance dropped sharply.

On the podium, the head teacher with rich teaching experience had a stern expression and his eyes were like needles, scanning every student below.

"Why do you think you are taking the exam? There are only two students in the class who have reached more than 700. How can you lose points with such a simple set of questions?"

"If you continue like this, why should you go to college? Ah!?"

On the surface, the students below accepted the criticism humbly, but in fact they were full of anger in their hearts.

What you think is simple, is it simple for us? It’s not just our class’s overall performance that is declining, but the entire school’s performance is declining, okay? !

Only two weirdos, Shen Han and Song Jiu, who have superior IQs and have been ranked first or second in their grade for a long time, can achieve astonishing results.

Simply not human.

The students were full of complaints in private, and they ignored Teacher Mediterranean's teachings in one ear and out the other.

The head teacher's anger calmed down a little when he saw the students admitting their mistake.

But then he became angry again and hammered the podium with his fists.

"The score has dropped by more than 20 points. Isn't that enough to attract your attention?"

"Especially Lin Bai. He has plummeted from the top five in his grade to outside the top two hundred. Don't you want to learn anymore? If you don't want to learn, get out of here!"

The class teacher has always been decisive in his work, criticizing when he should be criticized, praising when he should be praised, and being neat and clean in his conduct.

It's just that his words were a bit direct, and he also scolded many top students with degenerate thoughts.

The students did not gloat over the misfortune, but were tremblingly worried that they would be picked on.

The classroom was extremely quiet, and there were no mocking gestures from the people around.

But Lin Bai, who was named, felt extremely humiliated, as if the sky was falling.

It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this.

There was a voice in his head telling him that he should be admired and admired by countless people, that he should be looked up to and admired instead of scolded.

What went wrong? Where is wrong?

He lowered his head and clenched the seam of his trousers tightly with his fingers.

In the corner that no one can see, the facial features are distorted and horrifying.

Since losing the qualification to compete, Lin Bai rarely speaks and has lost a lot of weight. There is always a gloomy and decadent look on his pretty face.

The students thought that Lin Bai couldn't bear the blow and was depressed, so they automatically attributed his failure in the exam to poor performance and didn't pay too much attention to it.

But in fact, only Lin Bai himself knew why he became gloomy.

After racking his brains and spending a lot of money to frame Shen Han for cheating, he thought he would be able to qualify for the competition. However, he was reported and exposed halfway, and all his hard work was in vain.

In the end, he got nothing.

He looked for the ace of spades, but got a reply that shattered his soul.

'That person's hacking skills are better than mine. It's not easy for me to keep your identity from being revealed.'

He was in a trance, confused and uncertain.

Could it be that Shen Han found out that someone was trying to harm him, so he launched a counterattack?

This idea flashed through his mind and was quickly rejected by Lin Bai.

If that were the case, he would not be sitting in the classroom at this moment, but in prison.

It doesn’t matter if you lose your qualification for the competition, the original plan will continue as usual.

Lin Bai lowered his head and smiled silently, like a cold and poisonous snake.

As long as Shen Han gets into a car accident, he won't be able to take the college entrance examination, and his life will be ruined. Why should he care about a dying person.

However, he was unwilling to let his previous hard work go to waste, and blood dripped from his clenched fists.

Glancing at Song Jiu by the window, another vicious plan was formed.

Shen Han's heart was made of ice and iron, cold and ruthless, perfect and almost divine.

And after meeting Song Jiu, there was an imperceptible doting in his eyes.

He actually fell in love with Song Jiu.

Realizing this, he felt incredible.

At the same time, he deeply felt that this was a good opportunity, a good opportunity to destroy Shen Han mentally.

Shen Han was used to being cold-hearted, and suddenly fell in love with someone. Maybe he didn't even know how important Song Jiu was in his heart.

If he knew that his sweetheart had been defiled and insulted, would Shen Han still be able to maintain his normal calmness?

I'm afraid I'll go crazy.

……

The head teacher then singled out several students whose grades had dropped significantly, severely criticized them, and spit on them, hoping to wake up these students who wanted to retreat.

No matter how much the students complained, they had to admit the fact that their grades had declined, so in the following classes, they reviewed more seriously and followed the teacher's ideas closely.

School is over on Saturday afternoon, and all teachers and students have Sunday off.

Due to the stiff relationship between the two, Song Jiu returned to his residence in this world in frustration.

The corridor in the community was a little dark, and the sensor light was old. It took me several kicks to turn it on.

Under the dim yellow light, we returned to the small rented house.

There is very little furniture inside, but fortunately, although the house is small, it has all the necessary equipment, including a kitchen and toilets, and everything it needs.

A very fitting character set given by the system: poor, no money.

Song Jiu changed into his slippers, lifted up the white cloth on the sofa, dropped the thin dust into the trash can, and simply cooked a dish to solve the problem of dinner.

The sound insulation of buildings in old city communities is poor, and it is normal for neighbors to have disputes from time to time.

For example, now, the parents next door are lecturing their children again, blaming them for coming back from school every day to play games, and their grades have declined.

After a while, a knock on the door suddenly echoed in the corridor. The sound was so loud that it seemed to break the door panel.

"Aren't you going to let me rest? You have to teach your children a lesson, can't you keep your voice down? If you do this again, I will call the property management company."

Hearing the rough male voice, you knew it was coming from someone with bad intentions.

After a brief silence, only the creak of the door was heard, and then a faint and vague apology sounded.

"There's no next time, be careful I beat someone up."

The heavy footsteps clicked a few times and then disappeared. There was a sound of the door closing next door, but there was no sound.

I think the man who knocked on the door was fierce-looking and very difficult to mess with.

After finishing the meal quietly, it was getting late.

Song Jiu put away the dishes, picked up her pajamas and entered the bathroom.

……

"Master, this is the information you want." The man in black respectfully placed the document on the table.

"Well, let it go."

A few plain words, the tone cannot be heard, but they are not intimidating and angry, making people obey involuntarily.

The man in black bent down and exited the room, and the door closed gently.

The handsome boy put down his pen, closed his eyes slightly, picked up the document with his slender hand, and scanned it quickly with his dark eyes.

A few seconds later, with a cold snort, there was a ball of waste paper in the trash can.

Well done to those who dare to plot against me.

The lines in that person's phoenix eyes seemed to be sharper.