Brother Jian who puts up shelves

  "Hey, watch where you're going!" Luo Li roughly pushed Ye Cai to one side.

  His nose was bleeding, and to make matters worse, someone had stolen his lines and turned them against him. Ye Cai was furious and quickly chased after the person, demanding, "Hey, are you sick or something? It's clearly your fault that I got hurt!"

  Walking slowly, Luo Li's indifferent gaze swept over and then left a impatient white eye.

  Her steps were bigger than anyone else's, so Ye Cai took a few more steps to catch up. She turned around halfway and tiptoed to block his line of sight with her face. Then she moved her hands away, revealing the tip of her nose adorned with a bit of redness. Stretching her neck, she shouted: "Look, look! You've bumped me so hard that I'm bleeding!"

  Luoli's footsteps slowed down subconsciously, her gaze lingering on Ye Cai's injured nose for a moment, a hint of embarrassment and awkwardness flashing across her face before she turned away, "It was just a wipe, no big deal, right?"

  "Damn it!" Ye Cai angrily said: "No matter how much blood is shed, the nature of the injury is different once there's bleeding! Do you understand? This is now premeditated assault!"

  Luoli immediately furrowed her brow and looked at her with a disgusted expression, "You're talking as if it's true, how boring are you?"

  Wiping away the fresh blood on the tip of his nose, Ye Cai smiled and asked: "Hey, do you want to fight?"

  His footsteps came to an abrupt halt, and Luo Li stared at Ye Cai with wide eyes, his gaze filled with incredulity. His eyeballs rolled up and down, sizing her up from head to toe, taking in her frail and delicate figure. He stuttered, "Y-y-you... you want to fight me?"

  The wound on the tip of his nose was still bleeding profusely, and Ye Cai wiped it away again with a casual hand. "Yeah, I want to fight you, do you want me or not?"

  Luoluo forced a smile, looked around, hesitated for a moment, then pushed Ye Cai's fragrant shoulder into the corner with both hands. At an angle where others couldn't see, he revealed a pleading and bitter face, "Stop messing around, how did you manage to beat me?"

  Ye Cai Xiang shrugged and shook off his hand, raised her face, and gave him a white eye, "It's not like I'm fighting with you."

  "What do you mean?" Luo Li blinked in confusion.

  Ye Cai raised her head and glanced around at the movements nearby, then lowered her eyes and bit her lower lip with a hint of shyness. She leaned against Luo Li's shoulder and smiled slyly: "Hey, I heard from Chu Yunfei that you want to take the initiative to stir up trouble?"

  Luoyi was taken aback, then turned his face away and muttered in a depressed tone, "That Ji Zhi... Chu Yunfei..."

  "Is it really true?" Ye Cai asked with a smile.

  "None of your business."

  "Ah!" A punch landed on Luo Li's stomach, and Ye Cai gritted his teeth and said: "Don't do this, we're friends after all."

  Luoluo covered her stomach, arched her back and laughed while crying, "Can't tell from the looks of it, but you still hold grudges..."

  "Less of that, I've been patient enough."

  Taking a deep breath, he rubbed his stomach and slowly straightened his waist, seeming to have caught his breath. Luoli put on a serious face and looked at Ye Cai, asking: "Do you really want to go? Aren't you afraid of getting beaten?"

  " Humph!" Ye Cai raised her fist, glaring at Luo Li with a provocative anger, "You look down on me, huh?"

  Luoli lowered his head as if he couldn't face it, feeling a kind of inexpressible silence that was hard to refute. Before he had time to think of a reasonable response to the clever persuasion, he heard Ye Cai's hoarse and strange shout: "I'm very good at fighting!"

  Luo Li directly collapsed, not wanting to continue communicating with Ye Cai, thinking that it would humiliate his IQ. He lowered his head and hurriedly wanted to escape. Ye Cai saw the situation and chased after him, asking what he meant, giving a definite answer. He hastily waved his hand, "God, you'd better go act in movies, little brother can't afford to offend you."

  Ye Cai was taken aback at first, then he let out a resentful and indignant roar. The classmates who were leaning on the corridor railing looked at "the two guys" in confusion, thinking that "they" were inexplicable and quite noisy.

  ……

  The third lesson in the afternoon is Chinese class.

  Liu Jiajia casually opened her language textbook, and in the seam of the book was a folded piece of paper.

  A hint of embarrassment flashed across her face, and she subconsciously raised an eyebrow to glance at Ye Cai's back in front of her, who seemed to be writing and drawing. After a moment of hesitation, she took a deep breath, mentally prepared herself, and opened the note.

  At first, she was somewhat stunned, and then as her gaze slowly moved to the right on a line of words that were extremely difficult to distinguish between dragon flying and phoenix dancing, her careless attitude, which was used to cover up her shyness and embarrassment, gradually faded away.

  "Bitch, pick up your leaves from a distance, otherwise I'll beat you."

  She clenched her fists unconsciously, biting her teeth secretly, and a few points of angry resentment flashed in her eyes.

  She lowered her head gloomily, clenching the note in her hand, hesitated for a while and still didn't get up, suppressing her anger and exhaling a mouthful of bad breath from her nostrils, then tossed the note into her desk drawer with a huff.

  Then she closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths, and when she opened them again, her face was calm and unruffled. She raised an eyebrow and cast one last glance at Ye Cai's back as he sat in front of her, still writing and drawing.

  A contemplative and introspective gaze.

  ……

  Dinner time.

  Rorie, with a bulging chest, walked into an empty and messy boys' dormitory. He ignored the vacant beds on both sides and headed straight for the back of the dorm, which was the bathroom.

  From up ahead came the evil, vulgar and wanton laughter of several men.

  He stopped at a suitable distance, shook his head and shrugged his shoulders as if to relieve tension, then emerged from the bathroom and balcony corner.

  On the balcony, in an area that was destined to be invisible from the entrance, five senior high school boys sat around a electromagnetic stove pot placed on the bottom of a overturned plastic bucket. They themselves were sitting on the bottoms of overturned plastic buckets, all smoking, shirtless, holding beer bottles and chopsticks in their hands, with expressions of confusion and half-defiance looking up at Luo Li, this unexpected guest.

  Luo Li's mouth was slightly ajar, with a hint of a wry smile, as she swept her gaze over the steaming hot pot filled with various ingredients and seasonings. Then, with a warm and benevolent look in her eyes, she glanced at the five faces that were tinged with arrogance and disdain, and murmured thoughtfully: "Jian Ge, is..."

  The boy with a short haircut, slightly dark skin and slender build who was sitting in the back row raised his face lightly towards Luo Li, his eyes boldly sizing him up, a hint of puzzlement and speculation flickering across his expression.

  Luori nodded seriously and stretched out his hand, "Nice to meet you, I'm Luori."

  The handsome young man, Jian Ge, remained unmoved and continued to size him up with abandon. Suddenly, he let out a snicker and glanced around at the several brothers standing on either side of him, who were all wearing the same expression. Using his chopsticks to point at Luo Li, he said to them, "This little guy is quite entertaining."

  Those senior high school boys burst out laughing, with a loud and arrogant laugh, their eyes glanced at Luo Li with a playful gaze.

  He withdrew his right hand, rubbed it awkwardly, and forced a smile. He nodded solemnly at Jian Ge and said, "Jian Ge, I was introduced by Ye Cai from Class 22. I've come to ask for your help with something."

  He gently put down his chopsticks, and Jian Ge looked up at Luo Li with a hint of a smile, raising an eyebrow to ask: "Got into trouble, huh? No big deal, tell your brother what's going on."

  Several senior high school boys adjusted their angles and looked up at Luo Li, revealing a curious expression mixed with arrogance and complacency.

  Luodi lowered his head and forced a smile, saying: "It's nothing much, just a little friction..." As he spoke, he pulled out a whole pack of Red Wolf Classic cigarettes from the inside pocket of his shirt, and handed them over with a slightly respectful gesture. "I'd like to ask for your help in calming things down, no need to take action."

  When he heard a certain word, Jian Gei's face clearly furrowed his brow. He didn't take the cigarette handed to him by Luo Li, but instead silently picked up a piece of mushroom from the pot, pretended to be deep in thought and slowly sent it into his mouth to chew, then took another sip of beer.

  Just as Luo Li felt impatient and embarrassed, the boy on his left laughed and patted him on the arm, then took over the cigarette and said with a nonchalant attitude: "Alright alright, you can go, we'll be in touch later."

  A weight that had been hanging over his heart finally fell to the ground, and Luo Li felt a lingering sense of relief after the ordeal. He forced a smile and nodded, turning halfway around before turning back again. "Alright, I'll call you when the time comes..."

  Many people have had this experience, when their line of sight and body direction maintain a certain angle and deeply look back, then when they turn their head back, they will easily leave behind a white eye, but the person themselves are not aware of it.

  After Luo Li's figure disappeared from the sight of those five high school students, Jian Ge immediately pulled down his face and sullenly scolded with a provocative anger. The others followed suit, repeatedly criticizing Luo Li for not being on good terms.

  Jian Ge never uttered a word from start to finish, his deep and angry eyes seemed to be secretly planning something, the usual movements of eating hot pot also showed a few points of distraction and crudeness.

  It seems he is probably thinking of being polite and couldn't put down his proud face like Luo Li.