C11 No More Tolerance！！！

I asked the three of them, but they ignored me. After searching for a while, I finally found my quilt in the trash can in the corridor. It was full of leftovers, and the dirty ones couldn't be bought. The shield was sliced into pieces by the small knife...

I took the quilt out of the trash, ran to the water room, and washed it bit by bit. As he washed his eyes, he started to cry. Because this quilt filled with cotton was made by my mother in the middle of the summer of my third year, which took her half a month to finish for me.

In order to make this quilt, my mother's finger had been pricked many times by needles and bled a lot. I mechanically wash my quilt, tears more...

F * ck, who the f * ck is he, not sleeping so late at night and still washing clothes in the washroom? "Huh?" Wang Chao is a bumpkin like you again? Hm? Wash the quilt? F * ck, I should have thrown your blanket out of the school earlier. It's so disgusting, I've already done this to you, you actually still f * cking want it? You really are a bumpkin … Zhu Rui Zhe walked to my side with a look of disdain on his face, while covering his nose and slapping my mouth …

My whole body froze in place, and my tears fell with a splash into the basin. I coldly said, "Was it you who caused me to be in such a state?" These words, these few words, seemed to come out of my mouth word by word.

Zhu Rui Zhe sneered, "That's right, so what if I did it?" You country bumpkin, you still f * cking dare to hit me? Hehe … Zhu Rui Zhe continued sneering.

Tao... Sorry... I lowered my head and said with incomparable iciness.

You can bully me, you can hit me. You can even insult me, and I can endure all of that. I can pretend that nothing happened. But... But you shouldn't. You shouldn't have broken the quilt my mom gave me. You... No!

Heh … Hehe … Zhu Rui Zhe, staring at me coldly, reached into the basin and pulled out my quilt. Then, swaying in front of my eyes, he tossed the quilt to the floor of the water room with a clatter. Zhu Rui Zhe sneered, stepping on it …

I had just washed the quilt that was slightly cleaner with much difficulty, but now Zhu Rui had stepped on it and dirtied it …

Zhu Rui Zhe looked at me with a sneer and said, What's the matter? It was this daddy who did it, but this daddy … I just don't want to apologize to a bumpkin like you. You... What can you do to me?

Crack! Crack! Crack! I slowly clenched my fists, turned around for the first time and stared at Zhu Rui Zhe. Six pounds of cotton, one hundred and eighty pieces, ten pieces of needle and thread. More than ten cuts were made on the needle … Now, pick it up and say... Sorry!

The sneer on Zhu Rui Zhe's face gradually disappeared and turned serious. The seven or eight students who were washing clothes and bathing in the washroom also looked at us.

Zhu Rui Zhe narrowed his eyes, turned around and walked towards the trash can in the water room and carried the entire trash can over. With a bang, the trash can full of garbage fell onto my blanket. The entire quilt was covered with leftovers and gravy...

Zhu Rui Zhe reached out his hand to light a cigarette and said slowly, "I …" So what if he didn't apologize?

I crouched down and, little by little, ignored the filth and pulled the quilt out of the trash. However, just as I pulled a little, Zhu Rui Zhe suddenly kicked me, knocking me to the side … When I got up and tried to get the quilt again, Rui Zhe kicked me again...

I looked at the quilt, which I could not clean no matter how I washed it, and fell silent. He slowly stood up. His entire body was trembling violently …

Zhu Rui Zhe... You shouldn't have insulted my mother for giving me the quilt that she worked so hard to sew... You shouldn't … I almost roared as I crazily charged at Zhu Rui Zhe.

What the f * ck … Zhu Rui Zhe cursed and punched me in the face, knocking me back several steps. However, I quickly rushed in front of him and viciously bit his arm …

Puchi … Blood splattered everywhere. Zhu Rui Zhe's arm was instantly bitten off by me, and even blood seeped into my mouth. Very fishy …

Ah … Zhu Rui Zhe screamed as he attacked me with all his might. He wanted to open me. However, it was impossible for him to do that. All he could do was to let me bite him hard and bite him hard …

No matter how much Zhu Rui Zhe beats me up, I won't let go of my tongue … Then I lost consciousness. When I woke up, I was lying in the clinic outside the school, and it was the next day.

The incident with Zhu Rui Zhe had already caused a sensation in the school last night. There were rumors circulating outside that a freshman had gone insane. He had almost bitten off the arm of another student.

When I woke up, I found my counselor sitting inside the clinic. The counselor was a 30-odd young woman. She was dressed in a professional black suit with stockings and a bun on her head. His entire body was exuding a mature smell. But the counselor was not looking well.

The counselor's surname was Chen. Seeing that I had woken up, the counselor frowned and asked me, "What happened last night?"

My body was very weak, and even my voice was very soft. So I said to the counselor: Zhu Rui Zhe threw my quilt into the trash can and hit me.

The counselor's frown deepened. A trace of impatience flashed across the depths of her eyes: Firstly, why did Zhu Rui Zhe do that? Second, did you know you almost bit off his arm last night?

Hehe … Naturally, I noticed the indifference and impatience in Instructor Chen's eyes. Because I'm really not stupid. I sneered twice but didn't say anything. I opened up my clothes, revealing my purplish-blue chest …

I sneered and said, "Teacher Chen, I would like to ask, Zhu Rui Zhe's injuries, compared to mine." What did he count for? You tell me?

Teacher Chen's frown deepened as a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes. But it soon disappeared. The impatience in his eyes deepened. At that moment, her cell phone rang. He answered a phone call and said, All right. I'll take care of this. After you've recovered from your injury, come to class …

Teacher Chen left in a very impatient manner. Maybe she was in a hurry, maybe she didn't want to talk to me anymore. College teachers are really different from high school teachers.

The teachers in university wouldn't care about you at all. It had nothing to do with her whether you liked her or not. They just go to class and get the money, that's all. Compared to them, they would rather have more students like Zhu Rui Zhe Han Bowei. Because you can receive a lot of benefits. And poor students in a village like mine don't care at all. They were too lazy to care.

Infusion is expensive in the clinic, even the beds are expensive. It cost me two hundred dollars. I feel sorry for the money, because my living expenses were earned by my father working alone outside the country. The migrant workers work very hard, so even if they worked all day long, they would only earn about 100 yuan, and even if they worked overtime, it would only be 200 yuan. So my dad gave me a place to study in Shanghai, and it really wasn't easy...

I paid my medical bills and went back to the dorm. I had no blanket, so I lay down on the bed and covered myself with a piece of clothing. In addition to my wounds, I had a high fever. I was very cold, but I didn't have a blanket covering me. I'll drink hot water one cup at a time...

I fell asleep in a daze, and then I was woken up by the ringing of my cell phone. It was a text message from Teacher Sun: Wang Chao, from today onwards, you don't have to clean the dance classrooms. You have three hundred yuan this month, come to my office and get the money...

When I saw this message, I was shocked. Because consumption in Shanghai is really too high. Even if I only eat every month, no matter how much I save, it will still cost me 400 yuan. And two hundred in the clinic yesterday. I only have a hundred dollars on me now...

So no matter what, I can't lose the opportunity to study diligently and thriftily in the dance classroom. Ignoring my feverish headache, I rushed to Manager Sun's office.

But when I saw Han Bowei sitting across from Director Sun, I understood everything. All of this was caused by Han Bowei …

I wasn't stupid after I figured out everything. I knew my chances of continuing to work at school for a living were gone. I didn't say anything …

Manager Sun was a bald old man in his forties. He looked at me and pretended to be apologetic as he said, "Student Wang Chao, I'm really sorry. The school's budget is currently quite tight, so all the opportunities for students to study hard work and be thrifty are gone." When the school has a lot of funds, I will definitely look for you. I still think very highly of you …

I nodded without any emotion and said, "Thank you, Manager Sun, for taking the three hundred yuan on the table..." He just walked out.

From start to finish, Han Bowei looked at me with ridicule in his eyes, but I ignored him. However, when I reached the door, a girl came in. She was dressed very simply. Her name was Xu Mengxuan, and she was also a thrifty student. She was only a sophomore.

As I was opening the door to leave, I heard Manager Sun say: Xu Mengxuan, you did well last month. In the future, I will let you clean the dance classrooms of my first year …