Chapter 312： Do you believe in retribution? 06┃ Bai Ming who broke the jar (1/2)

Bai Ming was only eighteen years old, but he was already very tall. His two long legs had nowhere to rest.

He raised his head, revealing an extraordinary face, the thick eyebrows flying diagonally into his temples were tightly frowned, his expression was fierce, and his fists were raised, as if he would be beaten if he disagreed.

His roommate covered his face, as if he couldn't bear to witness what happened next.

Bai Ming, who didn't get enough sleep, was completely unreasonable, and his temper was like a cannonball, igniting at a moment's notice. A lot of people who don't believe in evil intentionally make trouble while he is sleeping, and they all get beaten up and bruised and pissed.

The whole class had their eyes wide open, waiting for the chaos that followed.

However, Zhuang Li was not afraid. Instead, he leaned down, put his face on Bai Ming's fist, and asked with a light smile, "Who are you going to hit?"

Bai Ming's hazy vision finally became clear, so he looked forward and was stunned.

The sun today is very bright and warm, like golden honey, pouring in from the transparent glass window. The young man in front of him was soaked in this golden honey, his white skin was dyed with a halo, his long and narrow eyes were full of stars, and the corner of his mouth contained a smile that was sweeter than honey.

He was slowly leaning towards Bai Ming's fist, his breath lightly sprayed on Bai Ming's knuckles, hot and itchy.

Bai Ming's wrists softened for some reason, the fierce expression still solidified on his face, but his ears quickly burned red.

"You, who are you?" he stammered and asked, then quickly hid his fist behind him.

"The head teacher won the grand prize and went abroad to travel. He is our substitute teacher." The same table reminded in a low voice.

Bai Ming opened his mouth in surprise: "Teacher?"

The young man in front of him was smiling at him in the face of the sun. His facial features were extremely handsome, but there was also a hint of greenness, and he seemed to be about the same age as him. He also thought that this person was a classmate of which class.

Zhuang Li supported the desk with one hand and the back of Bai Ming's chair with the other. He bent over and said, "Hello, I'm a new math teacher. My name is Zhuang Li."

His posture is very strong, and he has completely enveloped Bai Ming under his own aura.

If someone else did this, Bai Ming would kick the opponent away with one kick. He doesn't like the proximity of others, especially the smell of strangers on his own territory. In a way, his temperament is closer to that of a beast.

But at this moment, no one knew that his heart was trembling, his skin was getting goosebumps, and his hair was standing on end. His nostrils were constantly taking in the breath of the new math teacher.

This person turned out to be fragrant, as if the blooming flowers were mixed with sunshine and honey, so sweet that it was intoxicating.

Bai Ming swears that he has never smelled a more beautiful fragrance than the new teacher's scent in his life. He involuntarily took a few deep breaths, the pores all over his body were dilated, and his bones were crisp.

He shrugged and sat in the chair, how could he have the domineering arrogance that he had threatened to beat before, he had already turned into a quail.

Zhuang Li stretched out his fingertips, painted Bai Ming's dark circles at a distance of an inch, and asked, "This classmate, what did you do last night, sleeping so deeply during the day?"

The new teacher's fingers didn't touch Bai Ming's skin at all, but Bai Ming felt that his eyes were slightly warm, and his scalp was numb.

The new teacher is like a magnet, releasing magnetic fields all the time to interfere with his thoughts, making his head clutter and his heart thumping wildly.

For a while, he was short of breath and could not speak.

Zhuang Li smiled lightly and asked again, "Is it too late to read?"

Bai Ming didn't read at all, but went to work. He helped greet guests at a late-night snack stall, and was busy until two or three o'clock in the morning before falling asleep, so he was naturally exhausted during the day.

In the past, when teachers or classmates asked, he would always tell the truth generously. In his view, this little effort to survive is not ashamed. To live, you have to wear clothes and eat. He has no parents, so of course he has to rely on himself.

But now, looking at the person in front of him that was clean and clean, as if condensed by bright spots of light, Bai Ming opened his mouth, but it was hard to say anything.

For the first time in his life, he realized what it means to be ashamed. It is a shame to show the most embarrassed and hardest self in front of this person.

His ears were even redder, and he closed his mouth and acquiesced in saying that it's too late ~", and the eyes glued to the young man's face were timidly averted.

He looked at the slender and beautiful hand that the young man put on his desk, and then looked at his large dark and rough hand, and an idiom popped up in his mind - the difference between clouds and mud.

At this moment, he actually felt that his heart was severely slashed by the sharp blade, and there was a sharp pain.

Zhuang Li looked down at Bai Ming's hair twirling, and already guessed what kind of embarrassment and discomfort he was going through in his heart. For boys of this age, self-esteem is an extremely fragile thing, and it can be broken if you are not careful.

So he straightened up, withdrew the hands that imprisoned the other party, and gently instructed: "Go to bed earlier in the future, don't get tired of your body. Come to my office during your lunch break and let's chat."

Bai Ming raised his head, glanced at him quickly, lowered his head quickly, and agreed in a low voice.

His cowardly look was an eye-opener for the tablemates.

Bai Ming is not afraid of teachers, not afraid of classmates, let alone those gangsters outside the school, no matter who he is, he is righteous and candid. He was never ashamed of his family background, nor was he ashamed of his achievements. He was born with an indelible pride in his bones.

Because of this, everyone admired him, and the teacher was very kind to him.