The Coercion of Scum

"Damn, what are you pulling? And it's fine if you pull it well, why do you say it to the outside?"

In fact, I think my sour look is too ugly, but no one hears it anyway.

Ning Shenyi suddenly lowered his voice and muttered to himself.

"This music is Bach's "John's Passion"."

"Eh? How did you know?"

"I once accompanied my mom and dad to a symphony orchestra performance. At that time, they performed this. The boy played a violin single, and his level was very high."

"Oh."

I responded coldly, and I couldn't get any worse.

"Ahhhh, Master Zhiying is great, it is because you are so good that you can attract us!"

The three harems in the audience had already begun to applaud enthusiastically, and Zhiying also gracefully saluted the audience.

"If you want to be influenced by more elegant music, I don't mind continuing to perform for my classmates after the next get out of class."

The girls in the class cheered.

"Ahhh, classmate Zhiying is a prince!"

"Good~"

"Where, I am just an ordinary person like everyone else."

He showed a friendly smile, which made the girl's heart beat faster.

But I simply think this person is hypocritical.

After all, he looked very crazy when he smeared me in front of Jasmine yesterday, and he was unambiguous when he started his hands. In short, he was a dangerous man.

But... this dangerous element seems to have both talents and popularity. I am really embarrassed to fight against this kind of person. All kinds of decisive disadvantages are enough to bother me.

When I lowered my head and thought.

"Hey, what are you doing here?"

Someone patted me on the shoulder.

"Hey? Jasmine?"

"Don't be surprised."

Jasmine was the one who took the initiative to slap my shoulder behind me.

She found me when I didn't expect it, and after I looked at her, her eyes moved away again, as if paying attention to the surrounding environment, and finally looked down at her feet.

Hearing her soft complaint, I laughed.

"Oh, I said why I didn't see you, so I was outside."

"It was too noisy inside, so I went to the toilet."

Jasmine's face was cold, her hands wrapped around her chest, and she drew her hair angrily.

My face was filled with more pleasant smiles.

"I also think what he pulls is like a pile of shit, there is really no need to listen."

"Well, so what are you doing?"

Jasmine's expression was a little disturbed, as if she was worried that I would trouble her again.

I didn't feel much about it before, and it wasn't until Zhiying, a presence that poses a huge threat to me, that I noticed that I was a big villain to Jasmine.

"Ahem, it's nothing, I just accompany my friends to see the so-called beautiful transfer students."

"That's right, then I'm leaving."

Jasmine screamed, and then walked stiffly to the classroom.

"..."

Is it an illusion? How did I see Jasmine being on the same hand.

Because class is about to start, we plan to return to our classroom first.

But as I continued to glance at the classroom, I met Zhiying, who was accepting the enthusiasm of the classmates.

Because at a certain distance, I couldn't hear him smiling and talking to the girls, but immediately, he pushed away the people and walked towards me in a magnificent manner.

Gee, the one who came is not good.

I squeezed a sweat, but because of my position, I absolutely can't persuade, so I just stood indifferently and waited for Zhiying to make a move.

"Oh, Jasmine's boyfriend, have you come to listen to my performance?"

He narrowed his eyes and greeted me like a fox.

"Haha, hello, Jasmine's elementary school classmate who is too lazy to take care of."

"you……"

Because of my undaunted provocation, Zhiying's face also became ugly.

However, he noticed that the students around him were watching us, so it was inconvenient to fight directly, just sneered.

"It's great for you to come over and listen to my performance. The John Passion just now is for you. I hope you can still be so hard when you suffer."

"Sorry, I don't have any talent for music, and I don't know what j8 you are doing."

"you……"

Zhiying's face turned red because of the irony of my lack of face, but his endurance was definitely much stronger than that of the previous challenger, even if he did not do anything.

Having said that, the same thing seemed to be the case when I was thrown over the shoulder by him last time. He likes to slap in the mouth, but his counterattack is not merciful when I impulsively grabbed his collar.

It seems that fighting against this person requires wit.

While I was thinking about it, the class bell rang and the classmates began to disperse.

Zhiying paused in her footsteps.

"You'd better dare to go to my appointment after school, otherwise I will despise you as a man."