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king032: This is the way I treat my friends slightly sweet



The stories Su Sanshui told are all true, but the true stories are the most shocking.

Ke Chengge's previous teachers were all famous teachers and higher education institutions, and the students he brought out were all social elites. No one told him what the world in the corner was like.

The people who passed by Ke Chengge, old or young, tall or short, all carried a story on their shoulders.

turn out to be.

This is the society Su Sanshui wants to tell him.

Jiang Yiliu, who once had a great time, and those who followed her, were not doing well.

"Although it is cruel, this world is just like that. You think you are already strong, but it is difficult for you to defeat everyone with just two fists. Can you guarantee that you can escape unscathed when facing a group of people seeking revenge? If you don't want your loved ones to suffer,

, friends, and even the next generation are hurt, and they become stronger and superior to everyone. But this kind of strength is definitely not as simple as being powerful only with fists."

Su Sanshui swore that she had never said anything so philosophical in her life. If Tudou heard it, he would definitely say "icky" with disdain.

But young master Cheng Ge seemed to like this trick. He was silent for a long time, raised his eyes and asked, "Can you prevent Class 1, Grade 3, from being bullied by other classes without using fists?"

"Maybe if you don't cause me any trouble."

He nodded: "I understand."

The story Su Sanshui told him hinted that Jiang Yiliu's present could very well be his future.

Although he felt that he would not be reduced to such a miserable state, who could say with certainty about fate?

There was no other way, Su Sanshui successfully convinced him.

Use the real society to convince him.

Ke Chengge had to look squarely at the female teacher, watching her young face slowly exuding a transparent and sad aura under the setting sun.

He became curious.

Curious why this girl is going through so many things.

After getting Ke Chengge's answer, Su Sanshui breathed a sigh of relief. A big problem was solved. She smiled and said: "I'm a little hungry, let's go get something to eat. The teacher is treating me."

Finally, she added: "Although I don't know how you treat your friends, this is how I treat my friends."

friend?

The girl's eyes were sparkling, and she said these two meaningful words easily.

Ke Chengge has never had any friends. People in the world are afraid of him, respect him, fear him and avoid him.

He also never thought he needed a friend.

But does he really don't need it?

In fact, he doesn't know either.

They searched for a long time before they found a fast food restaurant. Although the store was small, it was very clean and comfortable.

The clerk was also very efficient, and soon brought out the two portions of wonton stew that Su Sanshui ordered.

The white flowers in the bowl are slightly transparent in the dough, and you can faintly see the delicious juicy meat filling inside. Floating in the excellent-looking chicken soup, exuding a fragrant smell.

Ke Chengge wasn't hungry. He looked at Su Sanshui, his mouth watering with greed, and picking the pieces into his mouth one by one. Although there was no image, he was really cute.

She was really hungry, and she made a lot of chewing movements, not caring about the wound on the bridge of her nose held by a band-aid.

Ke Chengge paused, and his eyes fell on Su Sanshui's collar, which was still stained with nosebleeds, and his charming eyes, which were shattered by brilliance, were slightly absent-minded.

"Su Miao, you told three stories, all about your friends. What about your story?" Ke Chengge asked seriously.

Su Sanshui paused slightly while eating the wonton stew. The misty wonton stew bowl was placed in front of her. It seemed that in the turbid soup, an old woman could be seen, calling for someone with an old voice.

name.

She said: "If one day the students in Class 1, Grade 3, stop fighting and causing trouble, I will tell you."

"Then someone takes the initiative to provoke Class 1, Grade 3, what should we do?"

"Kill him!"

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