The vinegar vat was overturned, and he was spoiled by the sickly boss and turned into a small waste

"no!"

At the end, a fat boy raised his hand.

"He's a little mute, he can't speak!"

"Ha ha ha ha!!!"

"Little dumb! Little dumb!"

There was a burst of commotion all around, and the naked ridicule made Lu Tingchen tightly clutch the corner of his clothes with his small hands.

Wang Dexiang was a little surprised, how could there be a little mute?

He came down to see how he was doing. A girl was making fun of everyone, and Wang Dexiang also came down, and pulled off his mask maliciously, "Doesn't the little mute have no mouth... ah!!!"

When the hideous scar on the boy's left face was exposed, everyone was startled, and Wang Dexiang stopped in his tracks.

"It's scary!"

"Ugly!"

"Freak!"

"No wonder he wears a mask all the time, isn't it going to scare everyone to death if he doesn't wear it?"

Endless attacks and taunts surged from all directions like a tide, drowning his mouth, nose and body.

Lu Tingchen's face turned pale, his eyes were gloomy like bottomless deep pools, the shadow was unbelievable, he picked up the mask with his tightly clenched hands and put it on again.

Wang Dexiang stopped the restlessness, and no one was allowed to make a fuss, but soon, this "fresh and interesting gossip" spread all over the place.

"You know that boy next door who wears a mask all day? He's a monster!"

"One side of the face is full of scars, like a devil, it's too scary!"

"I heard that he was born a freak and killed his parents, so I never came to pick him up!"

The rumors spread more and more outrageous, full of strong ridicule and contempt, and gradually developed into discrimination.

When a group of bored boys heard about this, they gathered to discuss and wanted to teach this 'scary ugly monster' a lesson. After the exercise, they stood at the stairs and surrounded Lu Tingchen when he passed by.

"stop!"

"You ugly bastard, did you hear that?"

Lu Tingchen didn't stop, and his expression was very calm, as if he had long been indifferent and numb to this kind of abuse.

Seeing that he ignored him, a group of people rushed forward and tried to tear off his sunglasses and mask. One or two Lu Tingchen could handle it, but when they swarmed up, in order not to show his face, he had to hold his head tightly and let the raindrops The fists fell crazily.

"There seems to be a fight over there?"

"It's a freak, what do you care about them?"

"What are you doing?!"

Su Qingyan, who just came back from the playground, heard the movement, and curiously moved away from the crowd, only to see four or five boys beating up a little boy.

The figure of that little boy looks familiar?

"I want you to take care of it, go aside!"

The boys scolded angrily, and the people around her were also pulling Su Qingyan, "Yanyan, why don't we go? It's scary..."

Su Qingyan frowned, furiously, "Using the big to bully the small, I'll take care of it, stop!"

The girl's crisp and tender voice came, and the boy who was originally cold and couldn't arouse even a trace of emotion after being beaten quickly flashed a trace of panic.

is her?

The shame and inferiority hidden in the deepest part of his heart surged up, and he tightened his grip even more.

He is not afraid of being exposed in front of anyone, and he doesn't care about anyone's eyes, but...he is afraid that angels will see his embarrassed and ugly appearance.

"A bold one coming?"

Several boys stopped their hands, and the leader glanced at Su Qingyan, who was amazed, "Oh, you are still a pretty little loli? For the sake of being a girl, I forgive what you just said, don't worry about it." No business!"

Su Qingyan pointed at him, "Get out now, I can still forgive you!"

"What a big breath!"

Being humiliated by a little girl in front of a group of onlookers, the boy got angry and raised his fist high, "If you don't leave, believe it or not, I'll beat you too!"

At this time, a 'little brother' quietly leaned into his ear, his voice trembling, "She, her brother seems to be Su Jingxing, the leader upstairs!"

what?

Su Jingxing? !

The boy's face immediately changed, and in the next second, the group of people scattered in fright!

"Humph~"

Su Qingyan sneered at their bullying behavior, and walked over to help the little boy who was beaten.

Unexpectedly, he got up and ran away immediately.

"?"

She stood there, looked at the windy figure with some doubts, and scratched her head.

Why did he run?Still running so fast?

Could it be that she was too fierce just now and scared him?

As August is approaching, the city will hold an annual singing competition. Su Qingyan, as a versatile "little star", is naturally the first to be nominated. It just so happens that she also wants to try her first song "Chasing". Then he handed over the written lyrics.

But after the judges watched it, they just smiled and encouraged her, and did not agree with her to sing this song, but chose a conservative and famous "Conger Fly" for her

"Is it because I wrote it badly?"

Su Qingyan watched "Chasing" in frustration, and a group of friends around her also comforted her.

"No, it's just that everyone doesn't know this song. If you sing it, you may not win an award!"

"Yes, yes, your voice is so beautiful, as long as you sing Chongerfei, you will definitely win the first place!"

"Chongerfei is so famous, it must be better than what you wrote yourself!"

But she doesn't want to be number one, and she doesn't want to sing famous songs, she just wants to sing her own songs on stage.

On the day of the competition, she wore a lace dress dotted with roses and stood in the center of the stage, looking like a little fairy. Her crisp and melodious childlike voice fascinated all the audience.

"The dark sky hangs low, and the bright stars follow each other. Bugs fly, bugs fly, who are you missing?"

In the sea of ​​people, amidst the boiling applause, there was a pair of obsidian-like black and moist eyes, looking at her extremely quietly and intently, with bright lights shining inside.

Hidden in his bosom was a brightly blooming rose.

"The stars in the sky weep, the roses on the ground wither, the cold wind blows, the cold wind blows, as long as I am with you..."

At the end of the singing competition, Su Qingyan won the championship without any suspense. A group of audience and 'fans' applauded and screamed excitedly, and rushed to the stage to send her flowers.

Lu Tingchen also wanted to give her the roses, but before he could run up, he was pushed by the bustling crowd of people, and the roses he held firmly in his hands were trampled and crushed by chaotic steps. He wanted to block them with his hands, but Hands were also stepped on.

Among the turbulent crowd, Su Qingyan, who stood tall on the stage, saw that scene.

It's him?

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

She pushed through the crowd and ran to him, "Are you okay?"

A small white tender hand was stretched out in front of him, Lu Tingchen was startled for a moment, then got up and ran.