Quick Wear: Oops, the mission target is crying again

Chapter 692 Young Man Admires 38

Zhu Hui was so angry that her hair stood on end. She gritted her teeth and was about to get out of bed to fight Zhang Wenqin to the death, but Sun Jiayi held her back and said, "Don't worry about her. Let's sleep."

Zhang Wenqin has been hanging out with some gangsters from other schools recently. Sun Jiayi is worried that Zhu Hui will be retaliated against, and they have already agreed to ask the teacher to change dormitories after this semester.

There's no need to cause trouble at this time.

Zhang Wenqin heard what Sun Jiayi said and laughed out loud: "Why are you pretending to be a good person? You just like to tell tales behind people's backs, you white lotus."

Zhang Wenqin blamed Sun Jiayi for Zhang Dingyu's discovery that she accepted gifts behind her back, because she knew that Sun Jiayi knew a boy from No. 1 Middle School.

"Shut up."

With a bang, a book hit Zhang Wenqin on the head.

The book that fell from the sky made her head dazed. She looked up at the source of the book's parabola in anger and couldn't believe it: "Huang Qingqing, you fucking hit me?! How dare you hit me?!"

The person in the dormitory, who Zhang Wenqin thought was the most cowardly and at the bottom of the food chain, actually dared to attack her. Zhang Wenqin was really pissed off this time and was about to rush onto Huang Qingqing's bed to pull her off.

However, Huang Qingqing was not afraid at all. She even got out of bed on her own initiative and carefully took off her glasses before getting out of bed.

Then Sun Jiayi and Zhu Hui, who were still in a daze, saw Huang Qingqing go down. The usually quiet peacemaker directly pushed Zhang Wenqin's shoulders, grabbed her arms and threw her over the shoulder.

Damn it...

His tone was as formal as always, but in this case it seemed extremely shocking and shocking: "I told you to be considerate of each other in the dormitory. Do you still have the right to disturb others when you come home every day?"

To be honest, if the current scene hadn't shocked Sun Jiayi and Zhu Hui so much that they were still a little overwhelmed, they really wanted to applaud.

Zhang Wenqin on the ground frowned and curled up for a while, then got up, eyes full of anger, and rushed forward to grab Huang Qingqing's hair.

At this moment, Sun Jiayi and Zhu Hui finally reacted and rushed down one after another.

However, it turned out that Huang Qingqing was very strong. In just a few minutes, she completely pinned Zhang Wenqin to the ground. Facing Sun Jiayi and Zhu Hui who rushed down, she smiled a little embarrassedly.

"My family runs a gym. Sorry, I didn't tell you before because I was afraid I'd scare you."

"No, no, absolutely not." Zhu Hui looked at Huang Qingqing's agility and said enviously, "This is amazing, are you a black belt in Taekwondo?"

Huang Qingqing said shyly: "No, I haven't taken the formal exam yet, but I have practiced with my black belt brothers."

Zhu Hui: ...shivering.

Sun Jiayi looked at it for a while, and suddenly asked: "Does your gym accept female students? Where can I sign up?"

Several people started to discuss the matter one by one. Zhang Wenqin, who was pressed to the ground with her face facing the floor and her hands locked behind her back, uttered a series of curses, which attracted the attention of several people.

Zhu Hui looked at Zhang Wenqin on the ground and felt a headache: "What should I do with her?"

Huang Qingqing suggested: "Leave her outside. She's too noisy and I can't sleep well."

Sun Jiayi raised her hand and said, "I have just sent a message to the teacher, and she will come over to deal with it right away."

After she finished speaking, she immediately looked at Huang Qingqing and explained, "I said that Zhang Wenqin was the first to do it."

……

Zhang Dingyu knew nothing about all this. He continued to live his life according to his study plan until school was over on Friday.

Zhang Dingyu took a car to pick up Zhang Dingrui. As the chief screenwriter, Lingyao was on a business trip with the crew this month and had originally arranged a car to pick up the two brothers, but Zhang Dingyu thought it was a waste, so he just went to pick up Zhang Dingrui directly.

After all, in the past few months, Lingyao was sometimes busy and had no time, so Zhang Dingrui went to pick her up and take her home.

As soon as Zhang Dingyu met the call today, she felt that something was wrong with Zhang Dingrui. His eyes were evasive and his thoughts were wandering. Sometimes he took a long time to respond to a question.

After getting on the subway, Zhang Dingyu didn't ask any more questions until she got home, opened the door, and the lights came on.

He turned to look at Zhang Dingrui: "What happened to you today? Are you hiding something from me?"

Zhang Dingrui seldom lied to Zhang Dingyu since he was a child. He opened and closed his lips, and finally frowned and whispered to his brother: "Brother, can I borrow 500 yuan from you?"

Zhang Dingyu originally thought that his brother must have done something bad or accidentally got into trouble, which was why he was acting so strange. But when he heard him asking for money, he realized that things might be more complicated than he thought.

His thin lips stretched into a straight line: "What do you want the money for?" Zhang Dingyu had already paid for his school food and drink a long time ago, so he didn't spend any money on weekdays. Zhang Dingyu would also give him some living expenses every week so that he could buy school supplies.

500 yuan is a huge sum of money for Zhang Dingrui. What does he want to do with it?

Zhang Dingyu instantly thought of many bad things. Did Zhang Dingrui learn some bad habits that he shouldn't have learned and he didn't find out in time...

Zhang Dingrui heard Zhang Dingyu's question and refuted his brother: "I can't say..."

"Is there anything that can't be said?" Zhang Dingyu was determined to ask.

Zhang Dingrui felt that he should tell his brother, but at the same time he felt that he couldn't say it. Being stared at by his brother, he was so frightened and helpless that tears kept falling down his face.

But he remained silent, and the only sounds in the empty room were the boy's low, suppressed sobs.

Zhang Dingyu did not comfort him. Her pair of lacquer-like eyes fell on Zhang Dingrui as if they were real, and her tone was light yet powerful.

"No matter what happens, you can tell me, we are a family, understand?"

Zhang Dingrui's sobbing gradually stopped. He took the tissue from Zhang Dingyu's hand and wiped his face. After a moment of silence, he gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence.

"Brother, they asked me to pay 500 yuan next week. If I don't pay, they will beat me. They said if I tell anyone, they will also beat An Yi..."

With a clang, the water that Zhang Dingyu had originally handed to Zhang Dingrui was thrown onto the glass table. He looked at Zhang Dingrui's hands, which had been in his pockets all day, and frowned.

He took a big step forward, walked over, grabbed Zhang Dingrui's hand, and without giving him a chance to struggle, rolled up his sleeves up to his arms.

Pupils shrink suddenly.

His arms were covered in bruises, some of which had faded, while others looked as if they were just made, with a layer of bloodstains.

There was a big hole on his base sweater caused by cigarette burns!

Zhang Dingrui gasped in pain when the wound was touched, but he held back and did not cry out.

Zhang Ding's hands were shaking from his tone, and the fire burned straight into his brain and throat.

"Who did this?!"