Not Looking for Comfort Chapter 9

This scene is even more deadly than what I heard.

One of them was holding on to his pants tightly, fearing that someone would do something to him.

One of them pulled the other's pants hard, insisting on doing something.

If it weren't for the cigarette in his hand, Mr. Lou would have left long ago.

But the parties involved were innocent. One was really pure, and the other had excessive mJohn Qiaool (fake pure). Samuel He said, "Why mention school beauties in the men's restroom? Can you please respect the little girl?"

Victor Loulooked at his innocent face and the contrasting beastly actions and said, "Then why don't you respect her a little bit."

Samuel He was right: "He is not a little girl."

"He is a man?" Victoryan dropped her head: "Why are you taking off a man's pants?"

John Qiao, who was out of the situation, got angry. What a mess! Victor, are you blind?

You know what, the school bully is really a little blind.

Samuel He said speechlessly: "Your myopia must be 600 to 700 degrees, go get glasses."

This is Donggao’s unknown secret.

Victor, who fought on the battlefield and dominated the world, was severely nearsighted.

It's so serious that I judge people by my feelings, for example, tall people are boys and short people are girls...

John Qiao's body shape and aggrieved look naturally made him think of her as a little girl.

As for the voice...the frightened John Qiaoyin actually sounded weak.

Although the school bully is blind, he will never wear glasses. Once he puts on these glasses, how can he still be so domineering?

Anyway, you don't have to see the fight too clearly, he never pays attention in class, and being "arrogant" on weekdays is a standard trait of a school bully.

So, wear those damn glasses.

But now Victor Loufelt a little regretful. He really wanted to have a pair of glasses so that he could see more clearly.

"So you rejected all the girls in the school because you like men?" Victor Louasked the key question.

He opened his eyes wide, trying to see what kind of demon John Qiao was that made Samuel He so impatient.

Samuel He said: "What nonsense! He sprained his ankle and it was inconvenient for him. I was helping him."

The poor nearsighted man could only now see that one of John Qiao's feet was not in good working order.

"Is that so?" Victor Louput out his cigarette, losing all interest.

John Qiao felt that if he continued wasting time like this, he would suffocate to death, so he took the opportunity to leave, leaned against the wall into the toilet, and locked the door.

Samuel He didn't insist anymore and he talked to Victor Lououtside.

John Qiao had just taken off his pants when he heard him say, "...How could I be gay? If I were, our two children would be too old to play with soy sauce."

John Qiao almost fell into the toilet!

are you crazy!

John Qiao told himself with great sadness---

Cherish life and stay away from mental retardation!

After he had packed up, a cell phone rang outside.

At first, John Qiao thought it was the school bully's phone. After all, the teacher stipulated that electronic products were not allowed in the teaching building, and ordinary students would not dare to turn on the ringtone even if they brought it secretly.

However, it was Samuel He who answered the phone.

John Qiao was not surprised: his desk mate was also a lawless bad boy.

Samuel He answered the phone in a low voice, and John Qiao couldn't hear what he said clearly, but he could distinguish his tone.

This guy has two faces. When you first meet him, he seems cold and casual. He speaks carelessly and shows no concealment of alienation and impatience.

But they were familiar with each other - you could say they were familiar with each other - just with a different tone, a little naughty and playful, but much closer.

At this time, Samuel He's voice was the former. The alienation in his tone was like a giant axe splitting a mountain, drawing an insurmountable chasm between people.

When John Qiao walked out of the cubicle, Victor Louwas the only one left in the bathroom.

Because John Qiao walked slowly, the bell rang when they were halfway to the toilet. The classmates had already returned to the classroom, and only people like Victor Louwho didn't take class seriously would come over to smoke.

Victor Louis very intimidating when he stares at people. After all, he is blind, so if he wants to see clearly he has to stare fiercely.

He said, "Old He has something to do and left first. I'll help you back to the classroom."

John Qiaocai didn't want to get involved with him. He said, "I can just walk by myself holding on to the wall."

Victor Loucame over, grabbed his arm, and said, "Why are you being so fussy? Let's go."

Seeing that he couldn't get rid of it, John Qiao had no choice but to accept it. His head hurt a lot, and he felt that the way he enrolled was wrong, so he wanted to withdraw and re-enroll!

Victor Louwas like a school bully. He supported John Qiao with an expressionless face and was cold and ruthless.

He smelled of cigarettes. John Qiao tried to hold it in for a long time, but couldn't help it and coughed.

Victor Loulooked down at him.

John Qiao thought about his 500-degree eyes without glasses and gave a friendly reminder: "Look at the road."

Victor Lousneered and moved away from John Qiao: "No one in your family smokes?"

There really isn't a single smoker in John Qiao's family. He shook his head.

Victor Loupaused, and suddenly asked: "Is there anyone at home?"

What kind of a weird question is this?

John Qiao said: "Of course!"

Although it’s a bit empty, he, his father and Aunt Grace are all human beings!

Victor Lousaid: "You are malnourished even though you have parents to take care of you? You are worse than Old He who is unwanted by others."

John Qiao: ...

No one wants Samuel He? What does that mean?

There was too much information and he couldn't keep up.

At this time, a boy came towards them.

With Victor's eyesight, there was no way he could see who it was, but John Qiao saw it clearly at a glance.

It is a statement.

Alex Chen must have just returned from the teacher, so he was not in the classroom when the bell rang.

He also saw John Qiao, and his eyes moved to Victor, somewhat evasive.

No good student would get involved with the school bully. John Qiao understood this look.

John Qiao thought Alex Chen would go back to the classroom directly, but what he didn't expect was that Alex Chen quickened his pace and said, "I'll take him back to the classroom."

Although they were roommates, Victor, who never returned to the dormitory for many years, obviously had no impression of An Jing's silent statement.

"Classmates?" Victor Louasked John Qiao.

John Qiao quickly said, "He is our class committee member. I can just go back to the classroom with him."

If Victor Louwas really sent back to the classroom, the image of a good student that he had worked hard to create for a day or two would probably be destroyed.

Victor Loudidn't say much. He handed John Qiao over to Alex Chen and left.

John Qiao held Alex Chen's hand, and the two of them supported each other and walked towards the classroom.

Only then did John Qiao realize that Alex Chen's palms were sweaty.

It must have taken a lot of courage for him to come over to pick him up, after all, he was a school bully who would bully others at any time.

John Qiao felt warm in his heart and said, "Thank you."

Alex Chen's eyes lit up: "Nothing."

John Qiao explained why he was "held hostage" by Victor.

After listening to Alex Chen, he frowned and said, "Go ask Teacher Tang to change your seat."

John Qiao was stunned.

The statement said: "Your height doesn't make it suitable to sit in the last row, but the seats in the class have already been arranged and it's difficult to change them..."

John Qiao said: "Don't bother, I can see the blackboard even in the back row."

Height is not the point, good eyesight is the asset.

Alex Chen paused for a moment, and John Qiao found another excuse: "Besides, my legs are not in good condition. If I sit in the back row, I can drag the table back and put my legs up to listen to the class."

It would be inconvenient if it was in the front.

"That's right," Alex Chen's expression eased a lot, "Let's do this for now, the final exams are coming up soon, and we will definitely have to change seats after that."

John Qiao didn't care about his seat, he was very worried about the final exam.

This was his first large-scale exam since coming to Donggao. What if he failed?

Will his dad let him pack up and go home immediately?

John Qiao patted his cheek and cheered himself up - just listen to the class carefully, there will be no problem!

I don’t know what kind of phone call Samuel He received, but he missed the class.

The teachers and classmates were used to it, so John Qiao could only treat it as a normal situation.

As soon as the bell rang, everyone rushed to the cafeteria to find food.

John Qiao wanted to go back to the dormitory, so he asked Alex Chen to bring lunch back so that he could eat something.

He didn't have the energy to go to the cafeteria anyway, and he was hopping on one foot with great frustration.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stood up, an uninvited guest came to the classroom door.

Victor Louis very famous, and almost everyone in the entire senior year department knows him.

Firstly, he is indeed domineering, secondly, he is rich and powerful, and thirdly, he is good-looking. Even though he looks fierce all day long, he is still handsome, otherwise girls would not put him and Samuel He together.

At this time, Victor Louwas standing at the door with a convenience bag in his hand. He was so handsome that all the girls' hearts were fluttering.

"Why did Victor Loucome to our class?"

"Is it to send food to my god? Is it so sweet?"

"Didn't God He skip class?"

"Oh, right. Samuel He is not here. Who should Victor Lougo to?"

"Ahhh, is it possible that Victor, that Sc*mbag, has fallen for another girl?"

"Our God He is so miserable, he has been cuckolded many times..."

Of course, Victor Loucouldn't hear these whispers, and neither could John Qiao.

It’s better for boys not to understand the world of girls nowadays.

Victor Louwalked into other people's classes as if no one was around. He didn't feel uncomfortable facing a bunch of unfamiliar classmates - he didn't recognize all the students in his own class anyway.

"Lunch." He placed the convenience bag in front of John Qiao and said these two words in a flat and cold tone.

John Qiao: ...

Victor Louadded, "Don't run around, Lao He will come pick you up."

Having said this, he left, looking down on everyone as he did when Tathagata came.

Then a group of girls exploded silently. The light in the eyes of the few people who were whispering before was enough to write a 100,000-word bloody and heart-wrenching short story about a love triangle!

John Qiao looked at the lunch in the convenience bag and felt full even without eating.

He would rather starve than be in the spotlight like this.

He came to Donggao in such a humble manner just to study in a low-key manner and work hard to improve himself, but why did he go further and further astray?

If he wants to be in the spotlight, couldn't he stay in his original school?

The man at the center of the storm should be named John Qiao!

What surprised John Qiao was that the classmates who he thought would stay away from him actually swarmed over him, especially the girls. There were several of them, including the English class representative Lin Su, the Chinese class representative Mo Xiaoxiao, and the propaganda committee member Yu Yuanxi.

They are all good students! Are there any among the top ten in the class?

John Qiao was a little happy.

Lin Su was a rare girl with short hair and a pair of lovely almond eyes: "John Qiao, why would Victor Loubring you food?"

Young Master Qiao was naive: "It should be Samuel He who asked him to send it."

Lin Su's almond eyes became more watery: "Samuel He is so nice to you, did you know each other before?"

John Qiao thought for a moment and said, "Well...he bought me clothes."

A piece of women's clothing, I will remember it for the rest of my life!

Mo Xiaoxiao took a breath and said, "Has it come to this?"

Her voice was too soft for John Qiao to hear clearly: "Hmm? To what extent?"

"Nothing!" Lin Su quickly changed the subject and asked, "Well, who do you think is better, Victor Louor Samuel He?"

How could John Qiao answer this question? After all, both of them were bad students and lawless, and they were equally bad!

Yu Yuanxi, the propaganda committee member who had been silent the whole time, asked, "Who do you like best, Victor Louor Samuel He?"

John Qiao: "???"

Before he could speak, a voice came from behind him: "Of course it's Samuel He."

The girls turned around and saw the tall boy behind them, and then they dispersed.

Samuel He sat backwards in the seat in front of John Qiao, with his chin resting on the back of the chair, and said lazily: "What's delicious? I'm hungry."